After Pluto snatches the marriage successfully

The bright light came in from the small lattice windows in the dormitory, illuminating a piece of floor tiles, but it couldn't shine into the barren land in Narcissus' heart.

That's not sunlight, it's fire from heaven.

It was found by Hades for him, and hung in the underworld to illuminate the sky fire in this side of the sky.

He once rode on the back of an owl, sending fire from the sky into the misty sky, and then because of an accidental fall, Hades grabbed him and spanked his ass.

How embarrassing it was at that time, but thinking about it now, I feel a little bit reluctant.

Narcissus wanted to go back to that day, but he knew very well that there was no going back.

He once worked with Hades to arrange a bright and vibrant future for the underworld.

But now, his light, his freshness, are all taken away by this vanished love.

Hades was already dressed neatly, the black robe on his body didn't have a single wrinkle, as if he was ready to go to work at any time - silently, he had drawn a clear line from last night's beauty.

His voice was cold, and after getting a satisfactory answer, he began to make arrangements for Narcissus: "I will ask Thanatos to help you pack your things, and he can take you to the banks of the River Styx."

Narcissus was silent for a moment before saying, "No need."

He seemed to be speaking to Hades, but also to himself: "Thanatos still has his own affairs, so don't bother him." Just like him, he shouldn't delay the conscientious Pluto.

got rejected.

Hades didn't bother with this problem any more. He got up and walked outside the bedroom, saying as he walked, "In this case, you pack up your things yourself, take all your things away, and don't need to keep anything."

...no need to leave anything.

Narcissus's heart was clenched, as if an invisible hand had penetrated into his lungs, causing all his organs to scream "It hurts, it hurts", but the corner of his mouth was raised into a smile.

"Well, I promise, nothing will stay."

Hades said nothing more.

Before the insignificant gods, he always seemed to say very little.

Now he is the real Pluto.

The Hades who used divine power to transform flowers for him, learned respect for him, supported him when he was entangled by Persephone, built Elysee for him, and made him live comfortably in the underworld was just an accident .

An accident that was once wonderful but ended badly.

It's time to end.

Narcissus took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

It seems that he wants to spit out his obsession and let himself be relieved.

But, he is still greedy.

He hoped that he would not pay more for this accident.

because--

He has had enough pain.

Hades' footsteps were so steady and calm, and he walked to the door of the bedroom step by step.The door of the dormitory opened suddenly, he raised his foot, and walked out without hesitation.

"Wait a moment!"

Narcissus suddenly stopped him.

His voice was urgent and short, like the flute played by a shepherd child, strangely inappropriate.

Before he finished speaking, he regretted it.He shouldn't have said "wait a minute", it seemed that he was so spineless.Since this relationship is destined to end, there should be no entanglement and procrastination.

It's not his character.

but……

He is reluctant.

He couldn't bear to part with the male god who once loved him.

He thought they would always be fine.They also carried the wishes of so many human beings. They once vowed to each other at the sacrifice in Cyprus that they would always be better...

Is he going to break that promise?

Hades turned his head, and Narcissus met his cold gaze.

A chill hit his heart, Narcissus felt his breathing stagnate at first, and then he frowned.

— not right.

He was a little confused, but his expression was unexpectedly firm: "You are not Hades."

"Hades" looked unchanged, neither denying nor admitting.

Narcissus stared straight at him, and his tone became more and more determined: "You are not Hades. What's going on!"

He could not say why he had come to such a conclusion.

It was a very mysterious feeling that he couldn't describe in words.

The moment he met the eyes of "Hades" again, the excessive emotions in his heart were finally suppressed, and reason made him realize that something was wrong.Or maybe it's not reason, but still emotional cognition-he doesn't have to say why, but his partner, his Hades, shouldn't be like this.

At that moment, Narcissus felt that he was a little funny, maybe he was afraid of something, the easier it was to believe, even though he always repeatedly emphasized that he believed in this relationship, in fact, his subconscious was constantly denying and wavering, so he Easily distracted by this fake "Hades".

after all……

Hades is no longer in love, as long as he takes away the golden power, he can be restored to his original state.

But he, he really fell in love with Hades.

He is afraid.

Afraid that he would lose Hades, and lose himself again.

As for now, it was confirmed that the "Hades" in front of him was fake, and the gloom in Narcissus's heart immediately dissipated.He turned back into the sane, determined, fearless male god.His eyes became clear and his mind began to think quickly.

"Are you sent by Love|Love?"

"messenger?"

"or--"

It is an illusion created by Love|Eros.

Thinking about it this way, everything that is wrong has an explanation.

Because it is an illusion, the fake is enough to be confused with the real.

Because it is an illusion, the unreasonable will also become reasonable.

Because it was an illusion, the sky fire became a warmer, golden sun.

Because it was an illusion, the fragrance of flowers permeated the bedroom.

The scent of tea flowers.

Faintly, lingering around the tip of the nose, refusing to leave for a long time.

Narcissus probably guessed something...

The divine power gathered in his palm, he transformed into a huge fan and waved his hand.The divine power was blown away by the wind, and the fragrance of flowers in the room was blown away.

His field of vision suddenly fell into darkness, and then suddenly lit up again, his eyes full of golden lights.

What caught my eye was a pair of golden wings, more dazzling than the sun's rays, and the feathers were soft and beautiful, making people want to kneel under those wings and kiss their wingtips.Narcissus tried his best to restrain the tempting impulse, his gaze moved up and landed on the face of Eros, the god of love|love, his blue eyes slightly dilated.

It is really a face that cannot be described in words, no matter how beautiful words are used on him, it will be overshadowed, he is the most blessed light in the world, even if Narcissus is used to his face, seeing his face Sometimes, there will be a moment of loss.

What is more superior and more eye-catching than his appearance is his temperament.It was a kind of indescribable domineering, which made people couldn't help but cast their eyes on him, and it was also a kind of indescribable bewitchment, which seemed to touch people's heartstrings, making people want to give everything for him.

This is love|Love God.

The most primitive, the God who endows the gods with emotion | love.

Narcissus would not doubt his identity just by looking at him.

No one else has his charm. Rao, the goddess of love and beauty known for her sentimental beauty, Aphrodite born from the ocean, is not only inferior to him.

However, Narcissus did not let himself get lost in the charm of Eros. He settled down, looked straight at the handsome Ai|Eros, and said that he was not polite: "Respected Ai|Eros, although you have been asleep for a long time, the gods But there have always been good stories about you keeping your promises. In the dreams woven by the sleeping god Hypnos, you foreshadowed my bright future, how could it become such a dark illusion? Forgive me for being stupid, please explain clearly!"

Eros didn't seem to be able to hear the thorns in his words. He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyebrows and eyes vivid: "Then you may have heard wrong. I have never had anything to do with the virtue of 'keeping promises'."

He did not accept Narcissus' flattery at all, and naturally he would not be stabbed.

Narcissus was angry, and his frown pleased Eros even more, and the charming god laughed, illuminating the entire hallucination space brightly.His wings fluttered gently, shining brightly.He raised his hand empty, like the most merciful god, wanting to show favor to his believers.It was the most condescending, yet most careless gesture.

"Don't be angry, Narcissus."

"You have a pretty face, but you don't look good when you're angry."

Narcissus pursed his lips, ignoring his almost teasing words.

Eros was not angry, and said: "You are right in one thing, the dark phantom is not something I really want to give you, I have brought you a favor—as long as you are willing to become my believer."

When he spoke, his tone was light and light, as if a feather scratched a person's heart.So contemptuous and so deceptive, it makes people want to give up all principles and satisfy his wishes.What's more, all he asks for is faith. He is like a well-meaning person who sends out sweet springs in the desert. No one can refuse the benefits that are within reach.

Narcissus raised his eyes, neither humble nor overbearing: "Since I fell in love with Hades, I have become your believer, do you want to take more from me?"

Eros was pleased by him: "You are very talkative, Narcissus, I like you very much."

He said: "I don't want anything else from you. There is nothing in this world that I can't get if I want it. All I want is a tear from you. The tears shed for love are the most touching. If you give me a tear, I will let this A dark vision becomes forever impossible - Hades will always love you, and I will give you the most touching love."

Narcissus' eyebrows jumped, and he finally understood why Eros arranged such an illusion for him.

It turned out that this was a warning from Eros.

If he could not please Eros, he would lose Hades' love forever.

Narcissus felt it was a little ridiculous. It turns out that every god in charge of love is the same. They regard love as a tool, a plaything, and all contemptible things. The only thing they are unwilling to give is respect.

As for love | Eros said he wanted one of his tears.What can a tear do?It can only be used to satisfy his evil tastes!

It has to be said that although the deeds of Eros, the god of love|love, are mysterious, he never hides himself.Perhaps all powerful gods are like this, they don't need any scheming at all, and they are not afraid of being seen through their thoughts, because their strength is strong enough, even if they are seen through, they can't help them.

However, Eros was misdirected from the start.

Narcissus was not bewitched by him at all, instead he said with a smile: "You are the master of the illusion, you must have seen my choice in the illusion - if the relationship between me and Hades doesn't blossom in the end, I won't Barely."

Although, just recalling the mood at that time, he felt heavy and unable to breathe.

Eros tilted his head to look at him, and there was a bit of innocent doubt in his charming eyes: "But, you turned around."

Turning back represents reluctance and retention.

This feeling is not difficult to find.

"Besides, as long as I have the blessing of my divine power, Hades' love will never be forced. What worries do you have?" Eros's patience was limited, and he was already a little unhappy when he said this.

Narcissus, however, was not afraid of offending him. He responded to him, uttering each word clearly: "If a relationship is not from the heart, it is forced. The reason why Hades and I came to you is to see clearly own heart."

His eyes are bright, as if dotted with stars: "We only want to unite for love."

Silence hung in the air.

Unable to get a response, Narcissus raised his eyes, and boldly looked directly at the high primordial god with his clear eyes, and suddenly found that the god waving golden wings also had a pair of equally brilliant golden eyes.At this time, those eyes were staring at him, suddenly bent, and smiled: "It's really interesting."

The sticky stagnation in the air was washed away by that smile.

Narcissus heard the voice of Eros, drifting down from the sky and reaching his ears.

"Narcissus, you have made me look forward to it."

Throwing that golden bow was indeed a good choice.

How could Narcissus fail to hear what Eros meant?

Seeing Love|Eros was convinced by himself, and he fought further: "In this case, please be kind to me and my partner to release the divine power of the love arrow!"

Eros asked him, "Don't you hesitate?"

His tone was a little surprised.

Narcissus smiled: "Why are you hesitating?"

"We just want to see each other's hearts."

"Also, we trust each other and the love is in our hearts."

Eros stared at him for a while without moving, his figure gradually faded, but his voice was still clear: "Then let me see." See what true love is like.

In the blink of an eye, the image of Eros became almost transparent.Narcissus knew that he was about to leave this illusion, so he couldn't help chasing a few steps forward: "Love|Eros—"

His request has not been answered yet!

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the endless phantom, blowing Narcissus's hair disheveled.Taking advantage of this gust of wind, Eros turned into dots of fluorescent light and completely disappeared in midair...

he's gone.

Narcissus was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his eyes went dark.

The fragrance of tea flowers diffused, faintly, lingering in his heart.

Faintly, he heard the voice of Eros, the god of love, coming from the shattered illusion, vague and clear: "...the magic power of the love arrow is time-sensitive, you just need to wait patiently, that day Coming soon."

In the end, he still wants to tease them, turning the arrow of love into a sword hanging above their heads, asking them to tremble, pay attention at all times, and wait for the "sword" to fall with anxiety and anticipation.

hateful.

Narcissus slowly opened his eyes, and he returned to the office of Hades Temple.At this moment, he was standing in front of the table, his fingers were still hanging on the bunch of tulip flowers, and the small white flowers were scattered among the green leaves, like small eyes, blinking at him.

……He is back.

From that annoying vision.

A pair of big hands suddenly encircled him, and the moist and hot breath caressed behind his sensitive ears, and then a black head rested on his shoulder, with a heavy sigh.

"Long waiting, Narcissus."

Narcissus's rambling thoughts could no longer wander, but were focused on responding to his partner's intimacy.He has always been ticklish, and couldn't bear the feeling of Hades' hair rubbing against his neck. He reached out to push him, and said while pushing, "It's not a long wait. Today's official documents are less than usual. I can wait."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar.

It's like... a hit show in the theater is being played again.

Hades didn't notice his hesitation, and was pushed, but still refused to leave.He never made such a gesture, but he did it very naturally. He tightened his hands holding his partner a little more, and his voice was low, as if coaxing: "Hey, my Narcissus, let me hug you again."

Narcissus suddenly froze in Hades' arms.

He finally realized, where is the familiarity of this scene...

Isn't that exactly what he experienced in the illusion?

Hugging, intimate, almost coquettish companion.

What's next?

It is the release of the divine power, and the end of the story.

Narcissus pushed him suddenly: "Let me go!"

He deeply suspected that this was another illusion woven for him by Eros, the god of love. He might just hide in a corner, watching his ups and downs with a smile.He should have known a long time ago that there was not a single truth in that wicked man's mouth!

In anger, Narcissus exerted great strength. Hades was completely unprepared for him, and was caught off guard by the push. He managed to reach out and hold the bookcase without knocking down the bookshelf behind him.

"What's the matter, Narcissus?"

His Majesty Pluto didn't know why, and slightly frowned under Narcissus' scrutinizing gaze.

He was keenly aware of something, and asked, "What happened?"

There was concern hidden in his low tone, which invisibly made people feel emotionally stable.

Narcissus looked at him, still not sure: "... Hades?"

"Well, it's me."

Hades moved forward slowly, taking his hand.

"It's me, Narcissus."

His palm was warm and dry, and the movement of holding him was full of tolerance.

No need for more doubts, Narcissus was convinced that he had returned to reality, and the male god in front of him was indeed his Hades, His Majesty Hades.

This conclusion, however, made him even more uneasy.

If the present is reality, why do things in the phantom repeat themselves in similar situations?

—No, Eros never admitted that it was an illusion!

Perhaps, that is what he foretells... the future?

Narcissus' heart skipped a beat, and his face became even uglier.

Hades was watching him, and seeing his face change suddenly, his brows frowned even tighter: "What happened? Narcissus, tell me, let me share it with you."

When he was discussing business with Minos just now, his eyes never moved away from his partner. It was obvious that Narcissus was not unusual at that time, but in the blink of an eye, he was like a frightened cat, lost A sense of security.

Fright, where did it come from?

Because Narcissus reacted too much, Hades didn't try to get close to him anymore, but just gave him strength through clenched hands.Narcissus knew that he, his partner, the male god who seemed cold and unfeeling, was actually the most careful and gentle, which made him let go of his guard and was willing to give everything to him without reservation.

Narcissus did not hide anything, but told about Eros.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Hades with utter trust, and was slightly troubled: "What to do, Hades, I always care about that golden arrow, care about that experience, am I too careless? Good luck"

Obviously Hades had exchanged feelings with him.

Obviously they trust each other.

But...he was afraid of losing.

Narcissus, who was fearless before, now has fear at last.

He was afraid of losing the male god who loved him the most, and he was afraid that the love he had finally obtained would be lost again.

Even if I repeatedly cheer myself up, my secret worries are still deeply hidden in my heart.

Suddenly, a big hand landed on top of his head and patted it lightly, as if to comfort him.Then that hand slowly slid down his hair, wrapped around the back of his head, and pressed him into a wide embrace.

So warm.

Narcissus heard Hades' voice, accompanied by the vibration of his chest, ringing in his heart: "I don't think you are worthless, Narcissus, because I would care too."

"It's because we care about it that we choose to face it, don't we?"

His calm voice made Narcissus also calm down.

"You are doing well, Narcissus."

"Face your heart, trust me, I will always love you."

Hades's confession was not fancy, it was very similar to his style, calm and restrained, but it made people believe.

Narcissus heard his own response, accompanied by Hades' heartbeat, the voice was not loud, but there was a firmness: "Yes."

-I will always love you too.

——Even if there is such a day, I lose you.

"Would you like some wine?"

"Hmm?" Narcissus couldn't react to the sudden interjection of the topic.

When talking, Hades had just let go of Narcissus, and he said: "The wine we made together last time should be drinkable, do you want to try it?"

Drinking can put you in a good mood.The day when the divine power is released may be near or far away, and they cannot immerse themselves in uneasy emotions. Perhaps having a drink can make each other more relaxed.

Hearing Hades' proposal, Narcissus was also a little moved, and he nodded in agreement.

Instead of summoning the maids of Hades Temple, they went to the wine cellar and opened the sealed wine.The wine was brewed in autumn when the grapes were ripe, and they took a break from their busy schedule.

At that time, they drove the Pluto chariot to Santorini, which is rich in grapes, and picked a lot of grapes.Hades also brought back a section of grapevine for Narcissus, planted it in Elysee, let it grow on a wooden frame to form a small green shade, for his queen to taste in the coming year.

At that time, a new winemaker came to the underworld and provided them with several wine recipes.It was an old man with white beard and hair. He had great trust in his wine recipe, saying that it was taught to him by Dionysus, the god of wine, when he traveled to his city-state.

The two male gods made wine with their own hands according to the method of the old undead. Every step was done by themselves, and there were no artificial hands.When crushing grapes, they have no tools and can only do it by hand.Narcissus did not let Hades use his divine power, and they crushed the grapes one by one with their hands.Hades is serious in his work, even when he is pinching grapes, he is serious and focused.Narcissus, taking advantage of his inattention, wiped all the grape juice in his hand on his clothes.

As for what kind of "punishment" he received after being caught, Narcissus blushed slightly and didn't want to think about it.He gently sniffed the fragrance of wine in the air, his eyes lit up: "We succeeded, Hades!"

In the wine storehouse, the lights were dim, but his eyes were as bright as stars twinkling in them.

That's fine.

He likes the way he doesn't worry.

When the divine power of the love arrow is released, will he be like this every day, with bright eyes and a smile in his eyes?

"Bring the bar, Narcissus."

Narcissus did his part: "Okay, I'll do it."

He took an empty wine bottle from the wine cabinet, took another wine container, and spooned the mellow wine into the wine bottle.The purple-red wine flows along the body of the bottle, winding into patterns, like cobwebs entangled with insects, but what it wants to hook is the taste buds of the gods.

A wine bottle was full, Hades said: "Okay, Narcissus, let's save the rest of the wine for next time." He dissuaded his greedy partner, seeing Narcissus holding the bottle, his eyes were clear. Xinyue shook her head, closed the lid of the wine barrel, and re-sealed the remaining wine.

With fine wine, the two male gods went to Elysee, found a corner with beautiful scenery, sat down and sipped slowly.

Narcissus poured himself a cup first, took a sip, and his eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"

He put down the glass and leaned over to pour Hades the wine: "Hades, try it."

It was getting late, and the Elysee was sprinkled with the faint brilliance of the pearl, and the rose climbed down from the flower stand, blooming wantonly, fragrant with its fragrance.Hades took the wine glass and touched Narcissus with his fingertips. He held the wine glass in his hand and turned it gently, yearning for the softness of his fingertips. He only felt that this moment was extraordinarily beautiful.

Hades didn't understand in the past, what is good to drink in wine, and what is good to appreciate in scenery.But with Narcissus, he enjoyed the quietly flowing warmth.

The two male gods are very restrained, and they just drink until they are slightly tipsy.

They put away their wine glasses and talked all the way back from Elysee to Hades Temple.Basically Narcissus said, Hades listened.Narcissus has been imagining from winter to late autumn, making proper arrangements for the new year, and listing a lot of things he wants to do. He has to make an appointment in advance for Hades ten years later, 20 years later.

Hades agreed.He looked at Narcissus' flushed cheeks from drunkenness, knowing why his partner was suddenly so talkative—still uneasy.Before the divine power of the love arrow is completely eliminated, the seeds of uneasiness will always be buried in his heart.

Affected by Narcissus' mood, Hades felt his mood became unstable.

This emotion cannot be allowed to breed.

Hades decided to divert Narcissus' attention.

In the dormitory, he kissed his partner and blocked the mouth that refused to stop.The night is getting dark, there is no need to think about many things, just put your emotions into the carnival at night.

Narcissus was blinded by the kiss, but still did not miss the signal given by Hades.He grabbed his lover's shoulders and peeled off his clothes. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered that vision...or, it was a harbinger of the future.

After the hug in the office, what followed was the beauty in the bedroom.

And then...it was time to wake up from the dream.

Narcissus was startled suddenly and subconsciously pushed.

Hades grabbed his hand, put it on his lips and pecked it: "Leave it to me, Narcissus."

His voice was low, with the temptation of lust: "Give yourself to me. Tonight, don't think too much."

He is right.

Narcissus thought.

Random thoughts can neither avoid the arrow of love at the beginning, nor can they change their future destiny.The matter has come to this point, they just need to let nature take its course and wait for the divine power of the love arrow to be released...

During this period, you can't live up to the time.

Narcissus finally figured it out, he threw himself into Hades' arms, and said something in a low voice.

Hades seemed to be ignited by the fire, burning away the silence and loneliness, revealing the desire for control and aggression hidden deep in his heart. He suddenly picked up his lover, threw him on the bed, and then pressed down on him, kissing with his lips and teeth. When I picked it up, I responded softly: "Okay."

—Give me joy, Hades.

--it is good.

In the middle of the night, Narcissus woke up slowly.

The pearls in the dormitory are no longer shining, only the moonlight trickling in from the small panes, flowing slowly on the floor tiles.Narcissus hugged the quilt, looked at Hades for a while with his arm on his pillow, pushed himself over, and leaned into his partner's arms.

Good night, Hades.

Hope all is well tomorrow.

After Narcissus' breathing became calm, Hades slowly opened his eyes.His pitch-black eyes were so clear that he didn't feel sleepy at all.He tilted his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the top of Narcissus' head, with a little more warmth.

Carefully embracing his partner like a dragon embracing a treasure, Hades closed his eyes silently again, and finally got a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, Narcissus woke up early.Before he opened his eyes, he felt the darkness in front of him, as if something blocked his light.He opened his sleepy eyes and took a closer look: "Well, Hades, good morning."

As soon as the words fell, his drowsiness disappeared, and he looked at the male god on the bedside.

Hades was sitting at the corner of the bed, wearing a black robe. Seeing Narcissus waking up, he locked his eyes on him, slowly grabbed his hand, and kissed him gently on his lips: "Good morning, Narcisos S."

Everything is the same as usual.

The sky fire was as bright as ever.

Hades waited for him to get up, as usual.

The greeting was as usual a simple "good morning".

And the kiss that fell on the fingertips like a touch of water...

Narcissus smiled, but the smile was a bit forced.

He stared at Hades for a long time before saying hoarsely, "You don't realize it, Hades, shouldn't you pull me up?"

Hades' eyes were pure black, as thick as the night mist of Tartarus, making it hard to see the expression in his eyes.Without hesitation, he reached out to Lanassisos, but was slapped away by the brown-haired male god.

"Crack", a crisp sound.

Narcissus didn't use much strength, and it landed in the quiet bedroom, but it was particularly ear-piercing.

He sat up hugging the quilt, and reached for the clean clothes on the bedside, which Hades prepared for him before going to bed.His fingers rested on the folded robe for a moment before he whispered: "You are too late to show your hospitality, too late."