Unremarkable Love Little Devil [Zhongyingmei]

Queenie also opened her eyes, and the illusion disappeared immediately.

"Do you know her?" Queenie asked, letting go of his hand.

More than acquaintance.Lucifer moved the hand that had been shaken unnaturally, but did not answer immediately.

After a while, his throat rolled and he said, "I think we might have to go to New York."

No one looked at Lucifer when he said it, and Queenie wasn't sure if he meant it to her.But Queenie didn't include herself at all in the "us" he was talking about.Wherever he went, she was going back to find Sean anyway.

So she said, "Then you answer my question now, and I'll go back to Sean."

Lucifer coughed, and asked with erratic eyes: "Sean is that surgeon? Is he your boyfriend?"

Queenie said very seriously: "Sean is my friend." It seems that friends are more important and closer than boyfriends.

Lucifer couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.A silly girl who doesn't know anything.

Lucifer said: "Your question will naturally be answered in New York."

Queenie thought for a while, looked at him and asked, "Do you think she is my mother?"

It never occurred to Queenie that she, too, had parents.That woman was the only one who was with her for long, and if she did have a mother, it probably would have been her.

They never talked about it.In fact, they rarely talked.

Lucifer coughed again and said, "I want to know too."

Queenie thought for a few seconds, then said, "I promised to go with you, but I have to go back and say goodbye to Sean first."

Lucifer nodded.

Before leaving, Queenie waved to Charlotte and said politely, "Goodbye, Charlotte. Nice to meet you."

Charlotte said, "Nice to meet you too, Queenie."

Even Amenadiel, who had fought with her, received a very friendly sentence: "Goodbye, Amenadiel."

After the two parties said goodbye, Queenie turned around and disappeared cleanly.

Lucifer, who didn't catch a single look and was completely ignored: "..."

When Queenie returned to the hospital, Sean was sitting alone on the bench in front of the hospital, waiting for her.

He stared into space motionless, holding the tiny toy scalpel in his hand.The last ray of sunlight in the distant sky lightly covered his hair and cheeks.

Every time Queenie saw Sean holding that toy scalpel tightly, she felt that he was like the little match girl in a fairy tale, trying her best to guard the pitiful smile of her last match in the cold winter. Light.

At times like this, Queenie wanted to give him a lot of light and dispel the cold and darkness for him.

She called out, "Sean."

He turned his head and saw her, a light flashed in the depths of his pupils.

Queenie liked his eyes the most.He has a pair of clear eyes like a child.

Queenie ran over and sat down beside him.

Now the evening light of the sunset enveloped the two of them.

"Have you been waiting long?" Queenie asked, putting her hands on her knees and sticking her face in front of his.

Sean blinked and said, "I couldn't find you...Dr. Glassman told me that you left with that man named Lucifer..." His voice was low, and his fingers were still subconsciously groping for the toy scalpel.

Sean didn't say that he couldn't find her anywhere. He stood alone in the hospital lobby where the crowd kept coming and going for a long time. The feeling of confusion and fear was stronger than when he was a child when he was tossing around one adoptive family after another. .

In the end, Glassman picked him up to the office and told him that Queenie was taken away by a man named Lucifer, and she didn't know if she would come back.

Queenie nodded, paused for a while, and suddenly reached out to stroke his hair gently.

"Are you afraid I won't come back?"

Sean pursed his lips, did not speak, and looked down at the small toy scalpel in his hand.

Queenie said: "I will never not come back. I will always be with Sean. That is my promise."

Sean slowly curled the corners of his lips and smiled.

Queenie took his hand: "Let's go to Palomar Restaurant for dinner!"

"Ah."

At the dinner table, Queenie told Sean that she and Lucifer were going to New York.

Sean raised his head from the dinner plate: "Mr. Lucifer Morningstar said he was your lawyer, but I know he's lying." Sean still remembered the big devil's self-introduction in the police station.

"He's not a lawyer. He could be my father," Queenie said.

Sean didn't show any surprise. After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "You don't look like him at all." Queenie is more beautiful.

"I don't think so either." Queenie wrinkled her nose in disgust.In fact, I was a little concerned about that person's resolute denial.

"Why did you go to New York? Does he live in New York?" Sean asked.

Queenie shook her head: "No. We're going to find someone in New York to see if she's my mother."

Sean looked at her.

In the past, he didn't know everything about her, and neither did she, but perhaps it was these ignorance that made them walk together and become each other's company.Now, she has found her parents.

"I'll be back soon," Queenie said.

Sean looked down at the blueberry pancakes on his plate.A small chandelier hangs overhead, illuminating the food in beautiful colors.

After a while, Queenie suddenly called his name.

"Sean."

Sean looked up and met her gaze.For a moment, Sean felt as if she was standing in the middle of a light, as if the lights above her head and all the lights surrounded her alone.

He heard her whisper, "If you don't want me to go to New York, I don't have to."

Sean's clear pupils trembled slightly.

After a while, he laughed, shook his head and said, "No, I want you to go."

**

Los Angeles.

Queenie still doesn't know that her father, the big devil, runs a bar in the world.

At three o'clock in the morning, the hustle and bustle of the bar gradually faded away, and every inch of the air seemed to be filled with restlessness after boiling and evaporation.

Loneliness is not terrible, what is terrible is the loneliness after the hustle and bustle.Just like hell is not terrible, what is terrible is falling from heaven to hell.

Lucifer was holding a glass of wine, crossed his legs, and sat alone on a couch in the corner.His whole body was almost integrated with the black sofa.

Charlotte came over, took the wine from his hand, and drank it down.

"Don't worry, she'll like you." Charlotte sat down beside him, leaning over to put the empty wine glass on the table.

Lucifer moved his body on the sofa and said, "Of course she will. I'm so perfect."

Charlotte smiled.

half an hour.

Charlotte showed a look of reminiscence: "When you were born, your father and I were very happy."

Lucifer laughed sarcastically.Outside the window, the thin street lights cast a faint shadow on the deserted road, everything is gray and silent.

"I know, I'm a failed mother. I'm sorry." Charlotte looked at him guiltily. "Even as gods and goddesses who rule everything, we don't have more parenting experience than humans."

"So are you going to start confessing now?" Lucifer was completely unmoved, he knew his mother too well.Her remorse and sadness at this moment are real, but these remorse and sadness are also real as short as a moment. In the next second, she can put everything aside and return to her selfish and irresponsible self. "I think the confessional in the church is more suitable for you." He replied coldly.

"Lucifer!" Charlotte raised her voice. Although she was punished by God and trapped in hell for thousands of years, the former goddess of heaven is obviously not used to being contradicted by others. "You should know that I tried my best. I want to be a Good mother, it's just..."

just what?Just didn't make it to the end?

But Charlotte said: "I just don't want you to be afraid of being a father because of me and your father's fault."

"Believe me," Lucifer snorted, "You think too much of yourself."

The little girl who walked so crisply must be sleeping at the moment.It could be seen that their sudden extra relatives had no influence on her at all.

At least she has this advantage - she doesn't take herself too seriously, and she doesn't take others too seriously.

Maybe he should go back to his bedroom and sleep for a while, God knows what ghosts and ghosts they will encounter on their trip to New York.

"I want you to know," Charlotte said, looking up at Lucifer as he stood up to leave, "I love you, Lucifer. I love each and every one of you. You are all my children. I am so glad you There's a little girl, Lucifer. I hope she makes you happy and brings back the warmth of your family."

Lucifer didn't speak, left Charlotte, and walked upstairs to the bedroom alone.

People always think of making up for mistakes after making mistakes. In this regard, the God who created everything is no different from human beings.

After successfully lying on the bed, Lucifer kept thinking about what he saw in Queenie's fantasy.

Is that where she has been living?

Lucifer thought back to the time when he met that woman.That was already, more than 1000 years ago. 1000 more than two hundred years, or more than 300 years.

He couldn't even recall the woman's name.Heidi?Mera? ...Oh, it seems to be Hela.

Back then he was tyrannical, angry, evil, doing whatever he wanted.God banished him to hell and made him a demon, so he was a total demon.

He is the king of hell, and Hela is the god of death. They are a perfect match.

The two hung out together for a while, and then Hela suddenly disappeared. He was not surprised, and he didn't think about looking for it.At that time, the women around him came and went, and many of them he couldn't even remember their names, and he didn't need to remember them.

It never occurred to him that he would have a child.

Because demons cannot conceive life.

Thinking of this, Lucifer's heart beat suddenly.

Yes, demons cannot conceive life.

He opened his eyes in the darkness, staring motionless at the void above his head.I am afraid that the answer to all this can only be obtained from that woman in Hela.

Hella.

Lucifer could no longer recall this woman's appearance, the only thing left in his memory was her killing.If it was said that he became tyrannical because of anger at that time, then Hela was a born slaughterer.

If Queenie was brought up by Hela...

Lucifer suddenly remembered the darkness and coldness in the illusion, and Queenie's ruthless determination when she raised her hand to strangle the evil spirit.

The hand placed by his side slowly tightened, and a strange emotion suddenly surged in his heart, which seemed to be stronger than the anger when he was exiled to hell, but mixed with some sourness that made people feel at a loss.

He knew that family members were always the source of trouble!

The author has something to say: Sean: My girlfriend will shine!

God: Because she is an angel.

Lucifer: She's a demon.

Hella: She is the god of death.

Odin: ... Uh, I haven't decided what god to make yet.

Queenie: There are several gods in the family who have to inherit... Trouble!

Thanks to the reader "The Other Shore", and the reader "Sui Niang" to thank the two cuties for irrigated nutrient solution.

I have been too busy these two days, so I rely on the manuscript to be updated on time.I will send out the red envelopes of the first two chapters today

This chapter continues to send small red envelopes

The little devil is going to find his mother, haha~