After being sacrificed to Eros [Greek mythology]

Psyche put his hand on his heart.

When he said this, his heart was pounding, and his breathing was warm and rapid... At some point, he had some signs of human beings meeting love, and he seemed more 'human' than when she first saw him.

But his admiration was different from the mortals Psyche had met, it was pure and strong, like gold of excellent purity, without any impurities in the world.

Psyche was lost for a moment.

She cupped his cheek without thinking, and wanted to kiss him lightly.

To put it bluntly, she is only a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, age dictates it, even if she restrains herself, it is difficult not to be nostalgic for the man's sweet words... What's more, the person in front of her has the most romantic tone, uses the most earnest Confess to her.

Of course he had no reason to refuse.

But as soon as he touched his lips, Psyche woke up.

But she was fixed in a narrow corner, and there was no way to retreat.

His face was still held by her.

He raised his voice slightly, "Honey, what's the matter?"

A low smile rolled in her throat, as if teasing her impulsiveness just now.

Psyche breathed heavily, "Can we keep our distance?"

He touched her smooth jaw softly, "Why did you suddenly turn around?"

Psyche said in a deep voice, "You are tricking me again."

He sneered and said in a steady voice, "No, not this time. Psyche, you voluntarily."

Psyche raised his head angrily.

How brainless she is, she doesn't want to get out of the jail, but is attracted by his beauty. The most frightening thing is that she hasn't seen his face... It's really ridiculous, ridiculous.

How should her sister blame her for being useless when she knew it, and how should Aldous laugh at her when she knew it?

Psyche felt sad when he thought of Aldous.

She regained her lost consciousness just in time, and slid down the silky quilt, unexpectedly, she leaned against the man's arm.

She couldn't help cooling down her face, which was as red as a ripe grape, and cleared her throat, "Well... Next time I mess around, you should persuade me."

He pinched her ear bone and said gently, "It's not necessary."

Psyche frowned deeply.

She covered her face in the thin blanket.

Cupid on the side looked at the girl covering her face, and his mood could not help but contain a little lightness.

He pursued her so brightly and boldly, wouldn't it frighten her?

But all the people in the world who have been hit by the golden arrow of love are like this, they are crazy in love with the first person they see... He is also very distressed, and there is nothing he can do... These days, he has tried his best It was relieved, but the yearning for her still didn't decrease but increased.

He finally tasted the taste of bitter love.

In a way, is he shooting himself in the foot?

He couldn't imagine how his mother would go crazy when she found out.

Aphrodite sent him out to make Psyche fall in love with the real monster Lujunk, but he himself fell into it and couldn't control it.

Cupid put a finger on the center of his eyebrows, telling himself to stop.

However, the fragrance that only belongs to Psyche is surrounded by it, like a sweet poison, telling him to come here all the time, whatever the mother's orders, whatever the rules of heaven...

He also lay down with her, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

He took a deep breath like nostalgia, leaned into her ear, and gently told her another thing.

"Honey, don't you miss your hometown?" Cupid's voice was extraordinarily gentle, "The Dionysian Festival in the city-state is a few days away, so you can go."

Psyche was pretending to be asleep in this room, and his eyelashes trembled violently when he heard the sound.

She turned around suddenly, "Really?"

"but……"

Cupid nodded slightly, seeing that the girl was staring at him vigilantly.

"Okay." He held her palm and comforted her in a deep tone, "I don't have any special requirements. I just hope that after you leave, you can still think of me and come back to see me."

Cupid pursed his pale lips and said nothing more.He was afraid that his feelings would not be able to hold back and would reveal the secrets in his heart.

"Do you really trust me to go?"

But the girl obviously didn't believe him very much.

It could be seen that she was trying hard to conceal the ecstasy in her heart, her eyes were lingering at him suspiciously, trying to guess what was going on in his heart.

Cupid nodded without thinking.

He admires her, no matter how much he wants to occupy her, her willingness is the most important thing.

He has a bit of perfectionism and is a believer in romantic aesthetics.

To him, a twisted love is like a moth on a flower and a crack on a gem, which is embarrassing.

That's why he used "wishful thinking" to punish those people or gods who offended him, and told them to vomit bitterness about mad love... Now it's his turn, but he never wants to repeat the same mistakes.

Psyche resentfully said, "I don't believe it. If you're playing tricks on me, I might as well not go."

"Do I often play tricks on you?" Cupid said kindly but helplessly, "Honey, shouldn't you trust your pillow person more?"

As he spoke, he took her hand, interlocking his fingers, and the gaps between the fingers were scattered together.

Fingers connected to heart, shouldn't she also hear his inner voice?

The corners of Psyche's lips curled up slightly, and he also met him, stroking his palm.

"Thank you then." She hesitated in her words, with a little guilt on her face, "I'll be back soon, very soon."

Cupid hummed.

In fact, he doesn't need her guarantee, it doesn't matter if she intends to go and never return.

The world is far away, so why can't he chase her back?

She is a mortal, and compared to the god who created them, she is just an ant.

But she, an ant, is tantamount to becoming a god again, surpassing gods.

...his God alone.

At the corner of the city-state.

This street is the most cramped and messy in the entire city-state, often filled with idle hypocrites and troublemakers.

Aldous wore a cloak full of sludge, covering his face, hiding behind a corner and constantly looking out.

"Okay!" he urged impatiently.

The woman squatting on the ground was fiddling with her crystal ball, "It's coming, it's coming soon, don't rush."

"Aren't I going to hurry? A group of self-defense forces are coming! Let them catch us, we will both die!"

The veins on the top of Aldous's head popped out, and his patience was exhausted to the extreme.

It was Psyche, the troublesome sister, who insisted on coming back to the city and divination under Chloe's nose, causing them to risk their lives now.

If Psyche can't be rescued, he will settle with this conceited woman!

The crystal ball emits a psychedelic light, and under the constant urging of the spell, it is struggling to predict the possible location of Psyche.

When she ventured back to the city, she also had a hunch that her crystal ball was suddenly more useful here.

"Okay." Agnes said softly.

Aldos was stunned, he took a piece of sackcloth to block the narrow entrance of the alley, and hurriedly rushed over.

However, he couldn't understand the runes that appeared on the crystal ball.

"It's in this city-state," Agnes explained, "...more precisely, the sunken square! My sister will definitely appear in the sunken square in a few days."

Aldous frowned.

The sunken square... that is one of the busiest places in the city-state, and the Dionysus Festival in the city-state will be held there in a few days, maybe the king will also be there.

"Are you reading that right?"

How could his Psyche appear there, that place is full of Chloe's eyeliner, it's too dangerous.

"It can't be wrong."

Agnes said solemnly, "This time, we must not miss this opportunity again."