The Devil's Golden Partner

Louis walked into the conservatory on the top floor of the hospital, and was greeted by a scent of flowers. It was already night, but the hall was not dark. Small light bulbs were dotted on the flower branches, emitting a warm yellow light.

Louis walked to the hospital bed deep in the flowers. The young man on the hospital bed was awake, lying on his arms in a daze.

"Are you awake? Do you feel better?" Louis asked with concern.

Lan Qinglin raised her head, met Louis' gentle eyes, and said with a smile, "I'm much better."

Louis has heard this sentence for a long time. Even the second before being pushed into the emergency room, Lan Qinglin would endure the pain and say with a smile that he is fine. In fact, both of them knew that Lan Qinglin was already terminally ill. Now he can only barely maintain his life by relying on expensive medicines.

Louis sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the young man's soft chestnut hair. Lan Qinglin struggled to move aside to make room for Louis. Louis lay down on the bed, with his arms around the young man's neck, his head buried Into the hollow of his shoulder, Lan Qinglin looked at Louis's childish behavior and rubbed his blond head with a smile.

Louis seemed to have fallen asleep for a long time, and suddenly said sullenly: "Are you blaming me?"

Lan Qinglin said softly: "You saved me."

Louis was not talking, but hugged his lover's arms tighter. Lan Qinglin was already thin and skinny due to the pain, and Louis's jaw was aching with obvious collarbone. Louis got up from him and saw Lan Qinglin stared at one place in a daze, then asked: "What's wrong?"

Lan Qinglin said: "Look, the epiphyllum is blooming."

Louis followed his gaze, and the white flowers became more radiant and dreamy under the dim light. The extraordinary senses of the blood race allowed him to observe the petals slowly blooming, and the fully bloomed epiphyllum was even more breathtakingly beautiful , Exudes a charming fragrance.

"Unfortunately, it will wither after a while," Lan Qinglin sighed, "No matter what you do, you can't keep it."

Louis said slowly: "The law of birth, old age, sickness and death applies to all living things."

"Yes, so it's time for me to leave you." Lan Qinglin said softly.

"...No, no, it's impossible!" Louis realized that he had said the wrong thing: "You won't die, I brought you something, you can't die."

"Finally?" Lan Qinglin squinted at Louis from the corners of her long and narrow eyes.

"..." Louis couldn't recover from Lan Qinglin's huge changes, and he realized that Lan Qinglin had such a personality before, and gradually became gentle and reticent after getting sick.

However, no matter what kind of Lan Qinglin he likes.

"Hey... yeah," Louis said dryly, "Guess what?"

"Angel's kiss." Lan Qinglin said without losing face.

"...how do you know?" Louis was shocked.

Lan Qinglin chuckled, took today's newspaper, and pointed to the headline.

The mysterious rich man took away ten angel kisses, can the magical fruit really bring the dead back to life?

"..." Louis said in frustration, "I wanted to surprise you."

"I'm really surprised," Lan Qinglin murmured, "You spent [-] million just to make me better. I'm really too..."

"If it can make you better, I'm willing to pay no matter the price." Louis kissed his forehead.

Lan Qinglin said: "You know, there is no cure for my disease, why bother to do useless work."

"There is no cure?" Louis laughed. "It may be like this in the human world, but there is always a way."

"What do you mean?" Lan Qinglin was a little confused.

"I'll tell you later," Louis took out a box, opened it, and there were two red fruits inside.

"Is this the kiss of an angel?" Lan Qinglin asked.

"Its name is Hongtan," Louis said, "Angel Kiss is just for hype."

Lan Qinglin looked at it, picked up a red cloud and put it in his mouth. Louis quickly reached out to stop him, and Lan Qinglin looked at him puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"That... aren't you nervous?"

"Why are you nervous?" Lan Qinglin smiled and said, "The worst is death, why not take a gamble, you won't harm me, right?"

Louis was extremely nervous: "Of course."

"Hey, don't be nervous," Lan Qinglin kissed him on the cheek: "I'll be fine."

Lan Qinglin put the fruit into his mouth and took a bite. The sweet juice flowed down his throat. The powerful divine energy repaired the diseased cells in his body. There is no sense of weakness.

"This……"

"How do you feel?" Louis asked eagerly.

Lan Qinglin looked at the digital display on the instrument next to the bed, and tears filled his eyes instantly. He looked at his hand and said tremblingly, "I'm cured, Louis, I'm cured... This is... too incredible .”

Louis couldn't understand those instruments, so he rang the bell to call a doctor. Not long after, five or six medical staff came and performed a full body examination on Lan Qinglin. The result was the same as that of Shi Yongjie back then, completely healthy.

Several young nurses heard about the angel's kiss and saw the fruit box in Louis's hand. They all exclaimed in a low voice. It turned out that the rumor that Shi Yongjie recovered from terminal illness was true.

Louis winked at the attending physician, and the physician understood, and said to Lan Qinglin, "Sir, you have recovered and can be discharged tomorrow."

Lan Qinglin smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The attending physician was a gentle and generous man, and said with a smile, "This is what we should do, not to mention that Mr. Louis has also helped us a lot."

Louis nodded and said, "It's late, you guys go back and rest, I will go through the discharge procedures tomorrow morning and take Qinglin away."

A group of doctors and nurses packed up their medical equipment and left one after another. Lan Qinglin held Louis' slightly trembling hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Louis looked at Lan Qinglin, as if there was something choked in his throat, he didn't speak for a long time, and after a while he slowly said: "Qinglin, you've recovered, I'm so..."

"Okay," Lan Qinglin laughed, and patted the cheek of the person in front of her: "Don't be so excited, isn't this expected?"

Louis looked at him blankly, stepped forward and hugged Lan Qinglin, and murmured in his ear: "You don't know, when I found out that you were killed by those bastards... how scared I was..."

Lan Qinglin quietly let him hold her and said, "They are already dead."

"But you contracted that disease... At that time, I thought, if you never recover, I will always be by your side."

"I never blamed you," Lan Qinglin said softly, "You saved me."

Louis rubbed his head irritably. Lan Qinglin helped him tidy up his messy blond hair, and said, "Lie down with me for a while, it will be dawn in a few hours."

Louis did as he said, and the two cuddled together, chatting under the quilt.

It was late at night, and the glass dome showed the night sky. The atmosphere in the suburbs was very transparent. At this time, it was a scene of brilliant stars. Lan Qinglin pointed to the night sky above and said: "The stars are beautiful."

"It's really beautiful," Louis looked at Lan Qinglin and said these words. Lan Qinglin looked at the starry sky, wondering what he was thinking. Louis wrapped his arms around him and murmured: "Qinglin, I will Take you away, we will always be together."

"Go?" Lan Qinglin was surprised: "What about your career? What about your family?"

"These can be handed over to others," Louis said, "I can't let you be hurt again because of me."

Lan Qinglin laughed, and said after a while: "You are a vampire with a lifespan of hundreds of years. I can't accompany you for that long."

Louis panicked all of a sudden: "Then what to do... No matter what method I use, I can..."

"Idiot," Lan Qinglin said with a smile, "Did you forget the first hug?"

"Ah... I forgot," Louis said in shock, his eyes widened suddenly, "You...are you willing?"

"I was stupid in the past, but now I have figured it out," Lan Qinglin said, "I want to spend a long time with you, what if I only stay with you for decades. Or...you don't want to?"

"Of course I am willing... If I am willing, I can't be willing..." Louis said incoherently, and he simply moved closer and kissed his lover's lips.

Accompanied by each other until the end of life, this is called love.

*

Human world, hotel room.

As soon as Presley woke up, he felt several rather powerful auras outside the bedroom door, and was immediately scared back to bed, and simply went back to sleep.

Mammon, Lucifer, Michael, and Beelzebub sat around the tea table, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was indescribably serious.

Mamen spoke first: "Your Highness, where is Mei Danzuo now?"

Michael pondered for a while, and said, "His aura is in the center of the holy city."

Mammon said without thinking, "I'll go find him."

Michael said: "The center of the city is a forbidden area. Once the demons break in, they will be attacked by the imperial guards."

"That's not a problem," Mamen said, "I want to bring Medanzo back."

"This is a big problem. The demon king of hell trespassed in the forbidden area of ​​the heavens. If he doesn't handle it well, he will start a war." Michael said: "What's more, all the memories about you in Metatron have been washed away by God. .”

Mammon bit her lower lip, anger flashed from her eyes: "Bring him back, everything still has a chance."

"What you do will deepen the conflict between the two worlds." Michael said.

"I do not care."

"But you can't bear this responsibility," Michael said seriously: "We can't fight anymore."

Mamen said: "Sooner or later there will be a war between the heaven and the devil world. The creation of the second generation of angels is the trigger. Angels without emotions can appear in the heavens. Of course, there are also reasons for the emergence of fighting machines without pain. Hell should kill this threat in the world." In the cradle."

Michael said: "But the other angels are innocent."

"But it is God who created these threats," Mamen said sharply: "Heaven belongs directly to God, do you think you have no responsibility?"

Michael was speechless, he frowned, and after a while whispered: "We seem to have deviated from the topic, the focus is on Metatron, not war."

Mamen said: "We need to solve the problem fundamentally."

After being silent for a while, Michael said: "According to what you say, Medanzo is the chief culprit who started the war?"

Mammon frowned.

"If God knew about this, what do you think God would do?"

Mammon didn't dare to think about it, because God also likes to solve problems fundamentally, such as... eliminating the culprit who started the war.

"We don't want war, so what we have to do is unite." Michael said softly, and Mammon nodded silently.

"Then... just give up like that?" Mammon asked in a low voice.

"Of course not," Lucifer, who had been silent all the time, said, "Now is not the time, we need an opportunity."

"What opportunity?" Beelzebub asked.

Michael smiled and said: "You don't need to worry about this, Lucifer and I will solve it."

Beelzebub nodded, Mamen suddenly said: "Your Highness, can I... have a look at him?"

Michael's clear blue eyes stared at Mammon for a while, and said: "Yes, but you have to make sure not to be impulsive."

Lucifer said: "This is a careful plan, every step is wrong, so don't cause trouble."

Mammon nodded: "Of course."

Michael took out a palm-sized crystal ball and handed it to Mammon, and a slender figure of an angel gradually appeared in the mist.

Beelzebub looked around, and Mammon immediately put the crystal ball into the interspatial ring.

Beelzebub looked at Michael anxiously: "Your Highness..."

Michael said: "Raphael is in the church now, too close to the seat of God to use mirror tracking."

Beelzebub's face collapsed, and Michael immediately said, "But I can tell you that he is fine now."

Beelzebub's face brightened, and he said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Michael said no, and left with Lucifer.

Under the gray sky of the human world, two figures, one black and one white, were suspended in midair.

"I lied to him," Michael said, "but I bet he wouldn't want to see Raphael like this at this moment."

"You are right." Lucifer put his arms around his shoulders, and the figures of the two slowly disappeared.

*

Heaven, holy baptism pool.

Today is not Sunday, so there is no one around the baptismal pool, and there is no wind. The olive tree in the center of the pool stands there motionless, but the blue water in the pool is slightly rippling. An angel floats in the water, pink The long hair was loosened, and the eyes were peacefully closed.

A ray of golden light broke through the flaky clouds in the sky and shrouded the angel's body. Gradually, some images appeared within the range of the golden light, playing like a revolving lantern.

In the picture, one can vaguely see the angel in the pool chatting happily with a demon with black hair and purple eyes. Although there is no intimate action, there is an ambiguous atmosphere everywhere.

That was his love, the culprit that got him into such a situation.

The demons spread out their pitch-black six wings, holding a pink-haired angel in their arms, and the bright night scene was reflected in their pupils.

The angel whispered: "Mammon, I love you."

The distress in Mozu's eyes flashed, and he whispered: "Don't force yourself."

The picture changes, two naked bodies are on the bed, and the angel and the devil embrace each other tightly, kissing inseparably.

The golden light suddenly became dazzling, dazzling, and when the light dimmed, the image of the angel's body had completely disappeared, and his gorgeous long pink hair also turned into a bright golden color.

The person he loves, the person who loves him, his lover, Mammon, has disappeared from his memory, leaving no residual image.

Love is the eighth deadly sin, Michael said.

I can't change the course of fate, but I can change other things.

Sleep, my child, when you wake up, there will be a holy sky again.

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I want the whole world to know that these ten angel kisses were contracted by me @兰青霖

——The BlackBerry Client of Wind of Kings from President Louis.