She received the gift of God [Greek mythology]

Hermes didn't sleep well, with sweat on his forehead, as if he was having a nightmare again.

Pandora put his shoulders on his shoulders and shook gently: "Wake up."

He took a breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and stared at her in astonishment.

"Pandora...?"

A moment after cautiously asking, he almost rushed over to wrap her in his arms.

"Hermes?" The force of the hug made her feel a little uncomfortable, but he was trembling all over, and she couldn't push her away, so she pulled out her arm and stroked his hair gently like a child, "I Here. What's the matter?"

Hermes quickly restrained his emotions, relaxed his arms, and looked away in embarrassment: "I... had a dream. I thought I lost you again—" He blinked his eyelashes quickly, and glanced at her in a hurry. A glance: "I mean... I dreamed that you suddenly disappeared again."

Pandora was startled, then imitated his previous appearance, pinched his face hard: "Does it hurt?"

Hermesa hissed lightly, and replied honestly: "It hurts."

"So my disappearance is a dream, and now it's real." Saying this, she couldn't help but be in a trance.This is a dream, that is also a dream, which is more real than which?

The young envoy was speechless for a moment, and suddenly buried his face in her neck and dawdled back and forth.

She hid with a smile: "Don't be like this, stop, really, it's itchy... Hey, you're pressing on your hair, it hurts..."

When the noise stopped, the milky white sky outside the cave was already slightly bright.

Pandora stood up and put on her clothes, her back sank, and Hermes hugged her from behind again, scraping her shoulder with the tip of her nose, and sniffed deeply from time to time through her hair.She couldn't help but bend her lips.During those last days at the Temple of Elysion, Hermes became more clingy the closer he was to leaving, and some of his behavior could be called childish.Looking at it now, when he was younger, he was only more unscrupulous, and he couldn't get rid of it even if he got entangled.

"Okay, let me go."

"Don't let go." Somehow, he didn't sound like he was joking.

She looked back in a daze, but Hermes had already shifted to the other side of her shoulder resting on her forehead, unable to see his expression.

"I..." He paused unnaturally, as if he suddenly lost the fearlessness and magnanimity of a young man, fell into an embarrassing silence, and at the same time hugged him tighter, not giving her the space to look back.

Pandora was a little confused, pressed his palm folded on her waist and rubbed it carefully: "What's wrong?"

Hermes took a deep and audible breath.Then he said low and clear:

"Pandora, I love you."

She was stunned and speechless.The first thing that emerged was doubts.He had just thrown the big piece of frank love that he had expressed his heart in front of her with confidence, why did he suddenly become twitchy again?

He didn't give her a chance to speak: "Don't answer me. I just want you to know."

"Then... I see."

Hermes was really satisfied and let go readily.

At the same time, a pair of skylarks flew into the hole with something in their mouths.The soft fabric fell onto Pandora's lap, and it turned out to be a purple chiton robe decorated with gorgeous embroidery and dyeing patterns.Twice she had seen this pattern and the rare color of the dye, once in another dream, and again at the Epimean wedding.

She looked at Hermes, his eyes flickered: "Don't like it?"

"But this..."

The other party pursed his bright red lips into a line rather aggrieved.Coupled with the current situation, it seems that she has taken advantage of it and is not going to take responsibility.Although it is true that it cannot be denied, if this is not a dream, she may not let the situation go its own way.

Pandora cleared her throat, and put on a joking tone: "Are you proposing marriage?"

"If you think it is, then it is."

The atmosphere immediately became solemn again.Pandora's first reaction was to run away.I can't go on like this any longer, I need to find a way to end this dream as soon as possible.Her messy relationship with Hermes can wait until they all wake up.

Seeing that Pandora was silent, the young Hermes was not angry, and even smiled, with an even weirder attitude. It was hard to figure out what kind of reaction he wanted her to respond more: "Anyway, you still have to find the lost property, treat it as an ordinary It doesn't hurt to wear your clothes. I just...wanted to see how you would look in it."

Doubt bubbled up and sank in my heart.She stared at him for a moment, then stood up straight and opened her arms.

Hermes didn't react, and took a beat before moving his gaze away, as if he didn't know where to look.

Pandora narrowed her eyes: "Then help me wear it."

"it is good."

He put on the inner skirt for her, then carefully fixed the fabric of the outer robe where the shoulders met, and finally tied the belt for her.Although they were close at hand, they didn't talk, and they hardly even met their eyes.Pandora's eyes followed Hermes, and he didn't seem to notice, just lowered his eyes and focused on arranging the intricate folds of the draped fabric, with no joy or anxiety on his face, as if she just happened to stand in front of him. Statue of wedding gown.

After the skylark, the little rabbit and the sheep brought colorful ornaments, from arm rings to necklaces and earrings, and gold leaf flower crowns, all placed together, shining brightly, and the cave was suddenly much brighter.But Pandora shook her head: "It's too heavy."

Hermes didn't insist on hearing the words, and the little animals left with the treasures again in aggrieved manner.

As a matter of course, he held her shoulders to make her sit down again, and turned around to comb her hair.

"The person you're looking for," Hermes said suddenly without holding his hand, "Why are you looking for him? Are you looking for revenge? Or are you asking for something back?"

Pandora suspected that he deliberately picked this opportunity to ask questions.Now that her hair was in his hands, there was no way she could turn back.

"I have so many questions that only he can answer."

"What about after you get the answer?"

She didn't answer, but asked instead, "Why don't you ask what kind of guy he is?"

Hermes was silent for a moment, and said a little bluntly: "I don't want to know." After a pause, he added that the awkward emotions were more explicit this time, even deliberately: "I don't want to know what your feelings for him are now. .”

Pandora clenched her fingers tightly, bubbles of doubt bubbling again.

"At first I thought he knew everything, he was omnipotent, and he was very kind to me, so I naturally fell in love with him—"

The hand that was braiding her hair froze.

"You didn't say you didn't want to hear about my feelings for him before." She turned back a little bit with difficulty, and Hermes let go of her hand in time, without pulling her hair, and she faced him face to face, "But it's also true. , you probably don't want to hear about the past?"

The boy's green eyes narrowed dangerously, and the strange atmosphere that was lingering just now suddenly dissipated.He hooked his lips and chuckled, and raised his eyebrows with interest: "Then you continue."

This reaction was unexpected, and Pandora was at a loss for a moment. She didn't know what she was trying to test, so she turned around and said, "There's nothing more to say. Anyone can guess what's going on. He taught me what love is. I thought he loved me too, but he let me down, I..." She bit her lips, forced a smile, and exhaled softly: "I was betrayed by him, and I probably hated him because of it."

The fingers that moved gently through her hair did not tremble, nor did they stop abruptly.

Pandora didn't wait to ask.It seemed Hermes really didn't intend to ask her how she felt about "him" right now.

The boy's bony and strong fingers touched her shoulders: "If you want to go to the end of the earth, then I will take you there, and I will not ask you what to do after that. I just want to cherish that you are still with me The present beside her." He pressed his lips against the nape of her neck that was exposed because of her hair curled up, and bit a little forcefully, as if marking the territory.

She couldn't help trembling slightly and straightened her back.

"So stop talking about him until this journey is over."

After finishing speaking, Hermes turned to her as if nothing had happened, and pulled her out of the cave.

The first ray of morning light falls through the branches above the mountains, gently covering the earth, the dew clings to the grass leaves, bathed in the warm yellow light and strives to flicker, and then dissipates contentedly into a thin mist.Hermes bent down and picked a nameless wild flower that had just bloomed, and twirled it between his fingers hesitantly: "If you want, I can weave a wreath. Wearing it will not feel difficult."

He seemed to have completely shaken off the lingering aftermath of the nightmare, and his demeanor was normal.Is she really overthinking?

But another thought lingered on the surface of the heart lake: Is Hermes still under the influence of Cupid's golden arrow?Is everything he did for her, and the sudden but clear love for her from young Hermes, all the result of the arrow of love?After waking up and trying to get rid of Eros' tricks, will he regret it?

Pandora took the little flower away from Hermes' hand: "Then I'll make one for you too. Let's see who makes it better."

Gathering flowers and plants, Pandora's hands soon had many small holes due to the toothed leaves and the thorns on the flower stems.

"Don't move." Hermes grabbed her hand to check, frowned to stop her from continuing, and shook his figure.When he reappeared, he held a large bouquet of exotic flowers and herbs in his arms.

Pandora felt a little funny, turned her palm over to look at it, and muttered, "The small cut is nothing."

He held up the huge furry leaves of some unknown plant, and waved them towards her, as if he wanted to take over the wreath weaving work alone: ​​"I don't want to wear a wreath stained with your blood."

In a few words, he had already weaved an exquisite corolla, and he gently put it on Pandora's head when he raised his hand.He gazed at her in the soft morning light, obviously satisfied, his eyes sparkling with a smile.For a long time, he kept staring at her without blinking, as if he wanted to take her appearance into his eyes and treasure it.

This look caused a turbulent commotion in his chest for no reason, as if there were hot tears trembling, but he couldn't cry, so it turned into the heat that dyed his ears and eyes red.Pandora pressed the back of her hand to her cheek, turned her head and poked him with a branch: "Have you seen enough?"

He smiled and replied: "No."

She was at a loss for words.

The other party had the upper hand and became more unscrupulous: "Who made you look so good?"

Pandora ignored him, and quickly made a simple leaf crown and put it on Hermes' head. She tilted her head to look at it, then reached out to pick it off, and wrapped many flower branches on it.It was only after she got started that the flowers and leaves Hermes brought had few thorns and thorns.His overprotective posture brought back some memories, and she couldn't help feeling complicated.So it wasn't until Hermes seemed to have a miniature garden on his head that she finally stopped with satisfaction.

Hermes didn't resist, and let her play tricks. When she laughed enough, she took off the corolla and looked at it with some disgust: "Wearing this thing across the land, I will be laughed at by my compatriots and gods along the way for many years .”

Pandora rolled her eyes, stood on tiptoe and approached: "Then don't go to the end of the earth."

He froze for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Really?"

She wrapped her arms around his neck, actively and enthusiastically covering his lips in response.

"Then we won't go." He murmured.

The end of the earth was originally a reason.Some words don't have to go to that kind of place to say them.The astringent smell of grass leaves scattered from the wreath above the head and the sweet fragrance of flowers are intertwined, approaching, touching, and finally falling to the ground in an unrestrained movement,

Different from the kiss filled with the fragrance of undead fruit, Hermes held her eagerly, even showing a trace of helplessness.Pandora was a little out of breath, and pushed his chest to stop: "I lied to you."

Hermes took a moment to understand what she was saying, but he didn't seem to care.

"For a moment just now, were you deceived by me?"

He was still in a daze, and his green eyes glanced at her lips helplessly, so he readily admitted: "Yes."

Pandora licked her lips slowly, then slowly approached him again, and whispered into her lips, "If I cheat you once, I will be rewarded. What are you going to give me?"

"what do you want?"

At the same time as the words came out, his pupils shrank suddenly.

She did not make such an agreement with the young Hermes.

"You are indeed awake."

Pandora calmed down her shortness of breath, and slowly raised her eyes to welcome their real reunion.