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After the girl's voice drifted away, there was only boundless silence in the room, like a snowy winter day, as if all sounds and colors were completely hidden by something.

Tong Mo stared fixedly at the little girl in front of her, watched her cheeks gradually turn crimson, and watched her hands twist together unconsciously because of embarrassment.

She was asking him what "love" is.

She was asking him if he also had the emotion "love".

He did not.

At least as far as he can understand, Tong Mo has never really understood what the so-called "love" should feel like.He has never been happy or sad, so he can't understand the sweetness or bitterness that people feel when they mention "love".

"Love... ah."

I don't know how long it took for Tong Mo to spit out such syllables slowly.Rarely, there was no smile on his face, but an expression of serious thought.

If it was another believer who asked a similar question, he could use some high-sounding words to deal with it. After all, he has sat in this position for more than a hundred years, and he has long been familiar with this.

But it was that child who was there at the moment, even if she sat in that position, Tong Mo would not be able to deal with her in the same way as other believers.

"Master Tong Mo?"

As if finally unable to bear the atmosphere, the little guy timidly made a sound, as if he was urging for a result.

"Then Kosaki thinks, what should 'love' be?"

Tong Mo asked back.

"I……"

The fist on the knee tightened a little more, and the nails were embedded in the palm, piercing painfully.

The little girl's voice was almost trembling, she cleared her throat, and said as if mustering up a lot of courage: "I don't know how to describe that feeling, I just know that I want to talk to Master Tong Mo Together. Not just like now, but... but..."

She hesitated a little.

"...want to be closer."

"I think about you in everything I do, I want to look at you whenever I do - as if I were yours, and I sometimes greedily wish that you were mine, that you... Just mine."

That was the desire deep in her heart, maybe a little greedy, even a little too much, but she still expressed this desire.

Tong Mo didn't speak, didn't even give any reaction, like a sculpture sitting quietly on the lotus platform, he sat there quietly, staring at the blushing little guy in front of him.

When she was young, she always seemed to tell him everything that came to her mind, but as time went by, at some point, the little girl also had her own little secret.Tong Mo was also very concerned about it, and thought about going to spy on it, but now, everything seems to be cleared up.

—even the little secret she tried so hard to keep hidden had something to do with him.Everything about her is about him.

I don't know why, but when he heard her say that, Tong Mo felt a little relieved.

He suddenly remembered that about many years ago, when he watched her lead others to appear in front of him, such a thought seemed to have appeared in his heart.

The child was his property, and only his.He wanted to keep her well hidden by his side, and he didn't want anyone to interfere with her existence.

——So this emotion is “love”.

Thinking of this, Tong Mo felt that he might have really reached the answer to that question——

"I love you."

The girl's eyes flickered, but it didn't seem to be because of joy, but more like some kind of expected helplessness.

After all, having lived by Tong Mo's side for so long, Xiaosaki is already used to Tong Mo's lack of nerves in such matters.He will indeed "define" some emotions in the way described by others, and he will also express some specific emotions on certain occasions according to his own understanding——

But it is precisely because of this that his true feelings are particularly unpredictable.

It was precisely because of this that she was so anxious.

She stood up and walked towards Tong Mo's direction step by step.

Believers cannot approach the gods they enshrine in this way, because the gods are supposed to exist far away, and it is foolish and blasphemous to even get close to them.

But she left that seat, the place where believers should be, and walked towards the young man on the lotus platform.

She didn't want to be his follower, and she didn't want to exist just as a "child raised by the Godfather".She can no longer regard Tong Mo as an omnipotent god like she did when she was a child, she wants to treat him as... a lover.

"Master Tong Mo, you actually... don't know what love is, do you?"

She seemed to have finally relaxed, and even the previously tense eyebrows became more relaxed. She smiled softly, looking at Tong Mo with a little unpredictable emotion in her eyes.

"Even if you are Master Tong Mo, you are not omnipotent. After so many years, your cooking skills have not improved much, and your laundry is often not clean. Totally straightened out."

"Even if you can always make those believers happy, you still don't know much about human affairs."

She had already walked in front of Tong Mo, her voice paused slightly.

"You also asked me just now, what is 'love'. There is no way to describe that feeling in words, but I hope Master Tong Mo can understand anyway."

"'Love'—"

The knees were lightly pressed against the rosette, and with this fulcrum, half of the girl's body leaned in front of Tong Mo.

"—that's how it feels."

The warm breath rushed to Tong Mo's cheek, and the soft but burning touch came from the corner of his lips.

She has been used to biting his face since she was very young, and it seems that they have repeated this action thousands of times——

But even Tong Mo can clearly feel that this time is different.

The girl's eyes were closed, and her butterfly feather-like eyelashes trembled with her light breath, as if they could sweep through people's hearts, tickling.Her lips seemed hotter than ever before, but her movements were extraordinarily light, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone's dream.

She carefully caressed his lips, carefully feeling the blurred outline of the fangs hidden under the skin, and the next moment, the restless tip of her tongue quickly passed between them, pointing at the surface of the water. Dragonfly tail.

So he seemed to be brought into that rhythm, he raised his hand, and gently landed on the little girl's back, bringing her whole body into his arms.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have completely merged with this child——

Just like devouring any believer, in such a posture, he can easily devour her.

But he didn't want to do that.He didn't want to lose sight of her when he opened his eyes.

So he also became extra careful in his movements, just following her rhythm, feeling the tenderness that seemed to be a taste of the essence.

Something seemed to wake up in his body. At that moment, the wounded ghost, who had never felt human emotions, seemed to understand a certain emotion for the first time——

——The name of that emotion is love.