After being sacrificed to Eros [Greek mythology]

Cupid was shocked.

He had never seen her so devastated...just because of a dream.

The girl was sobbing in his arms, like a weak and frightened butterfly, fragile and sensitive, she would jump into a shelter whenever she saw it, regardless of whether it was a net or a trap.

Some sympathy arises spontaneously.

Cupid patted her back caressingly, slowly picked out her chin, put it half between his fingers, and asked in a tired voice, "Tell me, Psyche, what did you dream about?"

Psyche raised his head and looked at him wetly.

The nightmare was so real.

The dark forest, frantic footsteps, sister's sobs, Aldous's deep grin... Many fragments are put together like a prophetic dream, which makes people uneasy.

"I dreamed of you." She said truthfully.

"Dream about me?"

Cupid stared at her coldly.

Dreaming that he was so afraid of becoming like this, is it because he is not good enough for her?

Cupid straightened her messy hair on her forehead, and asked persuasively, "What about the others?"

At this moment, Psyche's expression calmed down a little, he wiped away his tears, and his chaotic heartbeat also calmed down.

Her dark eyes rolled, and the brows suddenly sank, as if realizing that they were too close at the moment.

"You can't control it."

Her words suddenly changed, and she refuted him with a little childishness.

As he spoke, Wei Dun straightened his body, and his palms were about to gently push him away.

Cupid raised an eyebrow.

OK, don't worry?Who was crying and trying to plunge into his arms just now?

He took advantage of the situation and held her soft five fingers.

Then he hugged her horizontally and put her in the low-lying place of the grain pile, with those white and plump arms supporting her on both sides.

The condescending shadow completely enveloped her.

Cupid pinched her shoulders, curled his voice, and asked her quite innocently, "I don't care?"

The girl was cornered, unable to move.

His tone was so weak, but his behavior was different, he was strong and relentless, forcing her to be helpless.

Psyche twisted the messy belt with his fingers, looked at the man who was close at hand, and couldn't help being caught by his aura again.

She had no choice but to change her words secretly, "... I don't care, I can do it."

Cupid yanked her cheek punishingly.

His long and slightly curly eyelashes hang down, and his blue eyes are like a peaceful and pure lake, which invisibly penetrates the soul and comforts people's hearts.

...But it was like an abyss, dragging her into it.

Psyche didn't dare to stare too much, he just felt hot all over his body.

Speaking of which, her feelings for him were really strange, she was very attached to him in the dream, but when she saw him in reality, she was terribly afraid and just wanted to run away.

Cupid gently brushed her eyelids, "Then tell me, who made you afraid?"

Psyche dodged his head left and right, thinking about how to answer.

Indeed, it was just a dream, which could not prove anything. It was because of her mental allergies just now that she made too much fuss.

However, the name Aldos was like a taboo between the two of them. As long as she dared to mention it, he would definitely torture her to death.

But there was not only Aldos in the dream, but also him, how could he be so unreasonable.

When Psyche remembered that Cupid only regarded her as a pastime, it felt like a gust of cold rain on his heart, and all interest was extinguished.

"I dreamed about my sister, and when I missed her, I cried."

Psyche said a word lightly.

Cupid stared.

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Psyche squinted silently.

He picked up a strand of her hair, "Don't lie to me, just say it. If I want, I can tune out your dream to see it, it's boring."

Psyche raised an eyebrow unhappily.

"what?"

Even the dream can be tuned out, can she still have some private space?

Cupid snorted lightly and rubbed her lips half-threateningly.

"My dear, there are many tricks to deal with your level. Be good and suffer less, okay?"

The reason why he insisted on asking her was because there was another man's name in her ramblings.

addos.

Coincidentally, it was this person again.

God knows how he felt when he heard her calling for this person with all her heart.

Hate, loathing, jealousy, sourness... These words that have never been associated with Eros all their lives flooded into my heart like an uncontrollable tide.

Indeed, at first he kept Psyche by his side, thinking only of her as an antidote to the golden arrow.

However, in getting along day after day, he changed.He became madly infatuated with her, and never landed to meet her every night.

He admired every inch of her and wanted her all.

I thought that she was willing to compromise and come to Olympus with him, and accepted him to some extent... Until today, she called other men's names in her dream.

addos.

In an instant, there was a feeling of shattered dreams.He can't stand it.

With his status as a god of love, he naturally treats every mortal equally, and there is no need to be jealous of a mortal man.

But he was still so angry that he was about to die of anger.

He had to hide these angers in his heart, because God's rules did not allow him to get angry out of control.

When Psyche woke up, he had to be gentle and polite.

God knows how many undercurrents and turbulent icebergs are hidden under this soft-spoken water.

……

Psyche's side was controlled by him in a few words, and he had already been persuaded.

She knew that Cupid himself was the god of love, but he liked jealousy the most, and it was the kind that couldn't be coaxed well.

The nightmare was nothing at all, but it was deliberately concealed, but it became darker and darker.

Psyche shook his arm weakly, "I said it's not okay, but you have to promise me first, and you can't be angry."

Cupid glanced at her.

gas?He was already full.

He just wanted to hear why she called another man.

Cupid shook his head slowly, "No guarantee."

Didn't he never think about it, could it be that Psyche has always loved Aldous in his heart, stayed by his side, and used him as Aldous's substitute?

But he doesn't look like that mortal at all, okay?

He is a god of love, even if he is not as good as their childhood sweethearts, he is still more handsome than Aldous, right?

It's a shame to say it.

Seeing that the man insisted, Psyche had no choice but to briefly describe what she saw in the dream. She suspected that it was a precognitive dream, and her sister Agnes must be in danger.

I was really ashamed, I was in a hurry to go to sea that day, I only heard that Aldous had knocked out my sister, but I didn't take the time to care about what happened afterwards.

As a younger sister, she really has no conscience.

Psyche secretly looked at the man in front of him.

She kind of wanted to take a leave of absence from him and go back to the city-state to find her sister.

Only when she saw that Agnes was all right with her own eyes, could she feel at ease.

Before he could speak, he was stopped by the man.

Cupid picked up a soft grain, grabbed her, and gently crushed it on her slippery face.

"Honey, have you completed one of the ten in this job? Do you still want to escape?"

The rustling crumbs rolled down, making Psyche pitiful.

There is no other way, at this time, I can only use the tactics of acting like a baby... although I have used it a bit too much recently.

She used to know that his heart is very soft, as long as she is willing to grind him down in a low voice, most of the goals can be achieved.

Psyche choked, clasped his waist with boneless fingers, and wrapped his lotus root-like arms lightly and shallowly.

"Please." Her nose was slightly red, "I have to go. You can see me off."

The sincerity of this time, the atmosphere was perfectly set off by her two sobs.

After a long time, Cupid turned around slowly.

He smiled slowly at her.

Then, lightly shook his head.

No.

Let her go down to meet that Aldous?

She had just called another man's name in her dream, and this time she asked to go back to the city-state, her intentions were obvious.

He doesn't have that big head.

For other things, he promised her everything.

That's the thing, don't think about it until you explain it clearly.

Beauty Palace.

When Aphrodite came back from the dinner party, seeing the fairies gathered together, they were all talking about Cupid's new favorite, and she couldn't help but wrinkle her eyes.

She actually forgot that the day had passed, and it was time for her to go to the warehouse to check and accept the tasks she assigned.

Aphrodite waved her hand and called the envoy over, "Where is the God of Love?"

The envoy was stunned, "I don't know."

After a pause, "Oh, it seems that I went to Apollo's banquet at noon and met each other."

Aphrodite knew that this son of hers had always been used to being casual, and it was not uncommon for her whereabouts to remain a mystery.

"He didn't hang out with that Psyche?"

The envoy immediately shook his head resolutely.

"Absolutely not. His Highness locked the woman alone in the warehouse to work, ignored her all day, and threw a piece of black bread to her at noon. The bread was harder than a stone, and we felt cruel when we saw it."

Aphrodite let out a raised tone.

She hadn't realized before that her son was still so decisive.

She felt relieved.

After a while, he asked again, "That Psyche, have you finished the work in the warehouse?"

The envoy smiled and said, "As you wish, she didn't even finish one of the ten, and she is waiting to be punished."

"It's good to teach these mortals a lesson. Otherwise, wouldn't anyone be able to covet this Olympus court?"

Aphrodite felt relieved, "Now, order someone to take the snakeskin whip and punish her severely."

The envoy said respectfully, "You don't need to worry about it. When His Highness went to assign the task early in the morning, he expected that she would not be able to finish it. Now, the punishment has already been taken away."

Aphrodite was surprised again.

"Where did you take it?"

"It's already in the palace. Your Highness asked me to tell you that if the punishment elsewhere is too exciting, it will attract crowds of other gods and affect your reputation, so I will deal with it privately."

Aphrodite listened dubiously.

This is as true as it is said.But what's wrong?

The envoy reminded in time, "Your Highness has grown up, and finally knows how to share your worries. Congratulations."

……

After receiving the so-called "punishment", Psyche sat alone on a secluded rock by the sea of ​​clouds to enjoy the shade.

The last thing she wanted to do was to go to crowded places at this time, and she could see it from the reflection of the stream, and the new red mark on her neck was still very thick, if other people looked at her, it would be another confrontation.

The man seemed calm on the surface, and said he was not angry, but in fact he was still angry.Otherwise, he usually wouldn't torture her so hard.

Psyche sighed.

A man's heart is really a needle in the sea.

When I begged him in the afternoon, he clearly acted right, his tone was gentle enough, and the reason was reasonable, but he was only asking for two days off, so he shouldn't refuse.

But why didn't he agree?

Psyche sat on the rock for a long time and plucked a flower.

Very depressed, he picked up the stones on the ground and threw them into the stream one by one.

The work of picking grain is not finished, and I have to continue tomorrow.

The man put down his words: If you can't finish picking beans for a moment, you can't leave Olympus for a moment.

Psyche estimated that the mountain of grains would take at least ten days, and she could barely finish it in ten days—this was on the premise that neither he nor the termites came to make trouble.

But ten days later, who knows what happened to her sister?

If that nightmare was real, Agnes might be in danger for a while.

Thinking of this, Psyche couldn't help feeling a burning sensation in his heart, wishing he could put on a pair of wings and go to Agnes's side immediately.

However, without that person's consent, no matter how much she thought about it, it would be in vain.

Psyche was cruel, anyway, there is no difference between day and night in Shenting, so she simply went to the warehouse now and picked one more!

The sooner she finishes picking, the sooner she can see her sister.

So she secretly abandoned sleep, did not go back to the palace, went directly to the warehouse,

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, there was a pair of eyes staring at her intently from behind.

"Psyche, you're disobedient, aren't you?"

……

On the other hand, Agnes was locked in a dark room after being knocked out by Aldous that day.

The hut was locked, and no one brought her food and drink. In the past few days, she poked her head out of the narrow window, relying on the dew that melted under the eaves to survive.

Fortunately, Agnes's psychological quality is excellent, even if she is in jail, she can always stay awake.

Although it was just a phantom, before she lost consciousness that day, she clearly saw that the person who killed her was Ados.

When you wake up, it's here.

She couldn't help worrying that Aldous's insistence on going his own way would definitely ruin her and her sister's plan to go to Koliat Island.

She has been locked up here without eating or drinking for so many days, what trouble does my sister encounter?

... Psyche also probably fell into the hands of Aldous.

I hope Aldous will not be so impulsive!

Agnes really wanted to break through the door... Unfortunately, she was so hungry that she was already struggling to walk normally, not to mention breaking the door.

He didn't know how long he had been in a drowsy sleep, when suddenly the sound of numerous footsteps came from across the ground.

The cabin door creaked heavily, and someone threw the lock.

Agnes wanted to get up and hide, but she was too weak to get up for a long time, so she lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

"This dirty woman is the princess?"

"Don't kill the princess, you won't be able to catch another hook, and we won't be able to do business."

"rest assured."

Said in a rough voice.

Agnes was startled—it was Aldous's voice.

Before she had time to think about it, with a bang, a large basin of cold water was poured on her head.

The water got into her nose and eye sockets, choking her up and coughing violently twice.

"Did I say she couldn't die?"