[Lucifer] Fascinated by the Fallen

He leaned on the table dejectedly, not wanting to get rid of this state, just waiting to be completely corroded by alcohol.

"Lucifer, are you inside?" There was a knock on the door, but he turned a deaf ear to it.

He was a little annoyed, he should have asked Raphael for a memory-forgetting pill, it would be over once and for all, and he would not think about anything.

"Lucifer, what's wrong with you?" The door of the tavern suddenly shattered, and he heard Raguel's voice full of anxiety.

"Come back to the mansion with me, don't waste your time here." Raguel helped him up, and he wanted to wave him away irritably, but he could feel the warmth from Raguel's palm, which he couldn't do at this moment. something to resist.

In the carriage, he leaned against Raguel, his gaze wandering out of the window.

This is not the first time they have sat in the same car, but this time the feeling is obviously different.Although he tried his best to think of something else, he couldn't ignore that he was leaning on Raguel's shoulder at this moment.Why is it Raguel?

He was a little embarrassed, and he could sense that Raguel was the same.

"Master Raguel..." He forced himself to stay away from Raguel's shoulder, and said something, but he didn't know where to start.

Raguel just looked at him.

In the reflection of Raguel's silver pupils, he saw his haggardness, fatigue after drunkenness, numb expression, and so on, but what was it for?Waiting for someone you don't love, or insisting on torturing yourself?

A golden spot of light slid down and fell into powder on his body.He never thought that when he was sad, this was tears.

Raguel silently took his shoulders and wiped away his tears.And no words.Just like the shore of the Red Sea, they once faced each other silently.

He could feel that Raguel's pain and worry were conveyed to his heart through that arm, which was very heavy.It can be inferred that these feelings of Raguel existed many years before they could be conveyed.

He leaned on Raguel's shoulder and just wept.

He has feelings.Not indifferent.

He doesn't want to suppress himself anymore, he needs tears to bury those vain loves in the past, and then face the reality.

He has to face his own vulnerability.

The first time, and the last time.

"I think I know everything." Raguel comforted him softly, lifted his face, and pressed a long kiss on his lips.

He didn't evade, nor was he able to evade the person in front of him who had been waiting for him for 3000 million years.

His back trembled slightly, accepting the lips that he couldn't avoid.

This is the kiss, the thing he wanted but never had.It is bitter and sweet, it is the end of countless gazes, and it is also the introduction to ignite the original desire.

The remaining consciousness was slowly passing away, and he began to yearn for the torture and comfort of the body.No matter with whom.

He wanted to be crazy once, to vent once.

It doesn't matter with anyone anymore.Why are you so persistent?

If you are destined not to get that one, then degenerate yourself to get revenge on him.

He finally began to forget.

He deeply realized with great piety—only by learning to forget can he not be tortured.

How many years later, when he has become the devil king of the devil world, looking back at the love that made him sink deeply, even though it made him painful, made him despair, and made him feel that everything was his own fault, but the feelings he gave were all supreme Simply, to love is to love madly and spare no effort.But now, all his emotions are mixed with impurities, and love is not just love, which is sometimes accompanied by doubt, pity, pain and self-blame.

Memories start to mess up.

In the scattered memory fragments, he pushed down Raguel beside him, frantically tore his clothes, and entered his body almost violently.

He felt as if he was falling, but also seemed to be rising, every pore was screaming wantonly, howling uncontrollably, and venting frantically.

He felt an unprecedented satisfaction.Physically, mentally.

Every inch of his skin tensed in an instant, and in the infinite joy, he looked up at the sky, hoping that the omnipotent being could also look down on him at this time.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself lying on Raguel's bed.How he got here, I don't remember, and I don't intend to.He gave himself a bitter smile in his heart.

His eyes wandered on the ceiling for a while, and finally turned to Raguel beside him.Raguel had woken up early and just looked at him motionless.

The golden sunlight fell on the white quilt, and while the body was warmed and satisfied, the heart felt more guilty.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." He sat up, deliberately distanced himself from Raguel, and explained embarrassingly: "I'm drunk, I treat you...I should control myself."

"I am voluntary." Raguel was silent for a moment, holding his hand hidden in the quilt, his eyes were full of smiles: "I am voluntary, Lucifer, I like you, I love you You, I am happy to do anything for you."

"I..." He shook his head hesitantly.He understood Raguel's feelings, but he could not respond to him.He wanted to tell him that he didn't love him, but he couldn't.

Raguel's eyes were lost for a moment, but then brightened again.

"I know who you like, but he doesn't love you, and he can't give you the love you want." Raguel said lightly, "Is it really good for someone you can't get?" Pause After a while, Raguel also sat up and said to him very formally: "Be my lover, I know you don't love me, but at least give me a chance."

His mind was pounding, he was willing to maintain the original relationship with Raguel, superiors and subordinates, teachers and students, friends, everything is fine, even lovers. He never thought about it. Could it be that they even maintain the original relationship now? Can't go down?

"Give me time to think about it, okay?" He still felt dizzy, maybe he wasn't sober from yesterday's drink.

Raguel was obviously very happy and nodded simply.

The emotional entanglement could not be sorted out for a while, so for the next few days, he deliberately avoided Raguel, and Raguel would not take the initiative to come to him.

When he is rarely free, he will play the piano silently in front of the tree of life in Yuandongtian, just like at the Red Sea.

The sea of ​​flowers is floating. In the past, he could face it calmly and without distraction, but now there is always a trace of emotion pulling him, and he can't concentrate.

He knew that what he was doing now was torturing Raguel. Raguel paid a lot that night, just to express his heart. No, since the Red Sea, he had understood Raguel's feelings, but he couldn't let go. Also reluctant.

Why bother to hurt someone who loves you silently for your own delusion?

They did what they did, and although he was not the person in his heart, he would not feel dirty and sinful, everything was just a sustenance for him, but it was a great happiness for Raguel.Since the supreme being will never respond to himself, why punish Raguel in such a lukewarm way, he is innocent.

The tree of life, the starting point of his life, is also the beginning of his dream.

He looked at it, looking for the answer in his heart.Perhaps, as Raguel said, there should be a chance between them, not only for Raguel, but also for himself.

Once his mind was settled, he felt a lot more relaxed.The falling brilliance passed away silently by his side, and he was finally able to calmly look at this endless cycle of reincarnation again.

There was the sound of light footsteps, the air flow was stirred by the moving figure, and the light spots in the breeze spread to both sides.

He turned his head and saw that it was Mei Danzuo who was strolling towards him.

He didn't want to face Medanzuo, put away the piano, and prepared to leave.

"Lucifer, don't be in a hurry." Mei Danzuo rushed to him in three steps at a time.Due to the disparity in their status and due etiquette, he had no choice but to say hello to him.

"What happened last time was really offensive." With a smile, Mei Danzuo looked up at him with rare sincerity in his eyes: "With the misunderstanding last time, I know you don't want to see it now. Me, but I sincerely apologize to you."

"Master Medanzuo, I accept your apology. Is there anything else?" Seeing Medanzuo's proactive attitude, Lucifer no longer cares about it. After all, he provoked the incident that day.

Mei Danzuo opened his mouth, as if something was stuck in his throat, he didn't expect Lucifer to agree so straightforwardly, even the words he had prepared in advance couldn't be used.

Hehe laughed twice, and Mei Danzuo had nothing to say: "I heard from Raphael that you often come here recently. Oh, how are the preparations for the Demon Realm going?"

"Step by step. Lord Raguel is in charge of arranging this matter, and I am just following through on many things. If there is nothing wrong, Lord Medanzuo, I still have work to do, so let me take my leave first."

"Wait a minute." Medanzuo looked at him, seemingly thoughtful, "What's going on this time, Lord Raguel?"

"What do you mean?" he asked puzzled.

"You know, it was Raguel who persuaded God to let you join the battle this time." Medanzuo said.

"Master Raguel asked me to go to the war, and I will go to the war. I am his direct subordinate, of course I obey his orders."

"Of course there is nothing wrong with this. But many years ago, when you first became a cherub, it was Raguel and Raziel who repeatedly stated before God that you should guard the Red Sea. At that time, Raphael and I strongly opposed it, although I did A bit selfish, but you are indeed not the most suitable candidate."

"Is that all?" He maintained the most basic calm, but his heart was filled with bitterness uncontrollably.

"Later, Raguel never asked you to come back, although you had many chances to come back. Slowly, you also faded out of the sight of the angels."

"Thank you for telling me this." He smiled lightly at Medanzuo, "I live a good life in the Red Sea, so I never thought about coming back."

"Really? Back then you were so eager to become Seraphim, I thought you were unwilling to be stationed in such a remote place. How should I put it, that place is like a prison without walls. It's a pity for you."

"The most remote place can also fulfill the duty of the patron saint, it doesn't matter where it is, doesn't it?"

"You're right." There was a hint of admiration in Mei Danzuo's eyes, "Nothing can conceal your brilliance. Today you are already the deputy commander of the Angel Army. It's not far away."

"I'm looking forward to it, Lord Medanzo."

He got rid of Medanzo, but all the while thinking about what he had said.Raguel and Raziel asked him to garrison the Red Sea together. In this case, Raguel knew Raziel's prophecy a long time ago.

Raguel didn't believe in himself, did he also think that he would bring disaster to the heavens?It turned out that in his eyes and in Raziel's eyes, he was no different, and their courtesy and approach were purposeful.

The author has something to say: I want to say that what Medanzo said should be unintentional——