[Comprehensive British and American] Fu Paradise

"Punuo, as a witch, of course has many channels to obtain what he wants, including self-control—" Gabriel carefully flipped a page of the yellowed scriptures on his lap, raised his head, his green eyes reflected Looking at the beating flame, shining like a gem, "As we all know, he is a technical nerd."

"Yeah, I have seen this for a long time. When I was a member of the K organization, I fought with many mixed-race bastards, and the trophies captured from them were almost invariably engraved with Pu Nuo's initials. Ha, it's almost becoming a well-known trademark!" Nelson turned back and raised his eyebrows at Gabriel.

Gabriel couldn't help laughing out a "sneer", but this smile accidentally touched the pain nerves, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Ah! Damn Puno!... If it's not because of my status as an angel, I really want to swear!" Gabriel tugged on his tie irritably.Who said that angels are destined to be free from disease and pain?It's just that the time has not come.

"Come on, Gabriel, as far as I know, you have swearing a lot." Nelson folded his arms, sat down on the arm of Gabriel's sofa, and lightly kicked her leather shoes , "Oh, it's pink socks again! Ha, imagine wearing pink socks, standing on the clouds and pointing at the world and swearing...Gabriel, you are the most I have seen in the past thirty years. A unique...existence."

"Oh, it's a great honor." Gabriel buried his head in the scriptures and agreed casually.

Nelson didn't change his posture for a while, silently glanced at the ancient books on her lap, and slowly moved his eyes to her face.He was sitting on her right side, and her right cheek had a strand of blond hair that was not too long, covering most of her side face.However, the straight bridge of the nose, the thick eyelashes of the same color as the curly hair, and the skin as pale as snow can still be seen clearly.

Really superb.

He took a deep breath and once again marveled at the supreme power of God's creation.

After a moment of silence, Gabriel suddenly closed the scripture.

"I'm going out on some errands, Neil."

"Exactly, together, I haven't eaten breakfast yet." Nelson glanced at his watch and stood upright.

"Well, I don't think we're on the way." Gabriel stepped closer to the sea of ​​books and put the "Dead Sea Scrolls" back in place.

Nelson followed from behind, with his arms resting on the two rows of bookshelves, and blocked her way when she turned to leave: "As a friend, I am sincerely worried that you are very likely to fall from the clouds in your current state. Come down, when the time comes, it will not be as simple as an internal injury."

She looked up at him, his two deep pools clearly reflected her shadow, and the clear water washed her with waves of gentle water ripples.The water pattern only arises because of her, and it will only stop because of her.She looked away, removed his strong and slender arms, and passed by his shoulder sideways: "Getoff, bro."

After a brief exchange with the priest, Gabriel walked out of the church with his suitcase. Nelson had already started the car before her. After it stopped firmly, he put his hand out of the window and waved at her.

She came over, threw the suitcase into the back seat of the car, and sat in the passenger seat.

Nelson stared at her intently for a long time before he took out the sunglasses from his breast pocket and put them on the bridge of his nose.

"Sit tight, ma'am."

He started the engine, the car turned into the bustling street, and the car CD sang to itself at the same time, filling the small space, like countless small water droplets seeping into a sponge bit by bit.

After listening quietly for a while, she turned to him and said, "Neil, I have never figured out why someone with your temperament would prefer to listen to black atmospheres."

"No match?" He glanced at the rearview mirror.

"Oh, that's not true." She glanced at his profile and changed into a more comfortable position, "On the contrary, he's quite stylish."

"It's an honor." He nodded and imitated her tone.

She smiled, turned her head, and looked at the street shops outside the window. The colorful signboards and various cursive characters gradually blurred into mottled clumps as the speed of the car accelerated.She withdrew her gaze and pressed her chest that was still in dull pain.

Beside him, Nelson, who was unwilling to be lonely, began to chatter again: "Hey, Gabriel, if I am unfortunate enough to be poor in the future, it will all depend on this car, and I really believe that it will bring me a lot of wealth. When the time comes, they will point here," he gesticulated twice in front of Gabriel's face, cupping his face and screaming, "'Wow! A car that carried angels! It's incredible! Oh! , I seem to smell the breath from heaven!' Haha! How much do you think the auction market will fetch?" Nelson was immersed in his fantasy, and he was overjoyed.

"As a friend, I think it is necessary for me to give you a piece of advice: you'd better keep your spirits up and live a good life, and don't go to the point where you're at the end of your rope. You know, in this world, what are angels? Well, what is God, people define them as little things with wings in a picture book. Human faith is going through a collapse. So, don’t expect much market value from this.” After Gabriel finished speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed again.

"Oh, I just want to promote a concept marketing, and your thoughts are too negative." He said, and looked at her again, with a worried look on his face, "I said, your face is getting worse and worse. It's getting worse, and there's no way to fix it? I mean, like drinking holy water or something... Like, we drink potions when we're sick."

She glanced at him, leaned weakly on the seat, and said nothing.

The car passed an intersection and gradually slowed down.The street ahead seemed to be very congested, and the sharp siren of the ambulance pierced through the sky and reached everyone's ears.

Nelson stopped the car: "I'm going to see what happened." He got out of the car and ran forward, quickly disappearing into the crowded traffic.

Gabriel sat alone in the car for a while, feeling bored, he opened the door and got out of the car, intending to take a few breaths.Bathing in the sun made her refreshed a lot, and just as she was about to go back to the car, the sky suddenly went dark for a moment, and after quickly returning to normal, it flickered again, and the flickering frequency became higher and higher.

She closed her eyes, then opened them suddenly, and when she raised her head, a pair of muddy feet appeared in front of her.She felt that time was still, and the whole world seemed to be no longer moving, except for her, the owner of those feet, and the man trotting all the way to the car.

"It's a suicide, a boy..." Before Nelson finished speaking, he suddenly slowed down until he stopped.He stared straight at the man in a white suit with long hair reaching the ground, and blurted out: "Lucifer!"

Nelson looked at Gabriel, and saw that she was leaning on the car with her arms folded, and the stars were flickering in her cold eyes.

"Gabriel, are you all right?" Lucifer spoke first, with a cold but gentle smile on his handsome and cold face.

Gabriel's green eyes flashed lightly, and the corners of his lips twitched, as if he was about to say something, but finally remained silent.

But it is not completely unresponsive. The ups and downs of emotions will inevitably affect the injured, and it is difficult to deal with it calmly. They were all taken aback.She is too unfamiliar with the sensation of pain. She doesn't know that pain has so many patterns, and it affects the whole body.

"Hurry up and collect the souls, be careful that someone will come to grab your business later." Gabriel said lightly, turned and opened the car door, and forced himself into that small space to leave, and this absurd time and space isolated.

"Do you hate me that much? Oh, that's right, you, Gabriel, are the embodiment of holiness. When you saw me, a filthy demon, you would naturally run away in a hurry. Otherwise, your supreme god Father would also I won't forgive you." Lucifer stood where he was, seeming to be mocking her, but also seeming to be laughing at himself.

……

The pointed top of the bell tower reaches straight into the sky.full moon.The Qinghui is so dazzling, like silver powder scattered.

She waved the dust, flicked the back of her suit, and sat down leaning against the clock tower.

The singing of the choir is long and distant, like a veil caressing the fingertips, ethereal and dreamlike.

The darkness of the night is lit up, and all living beings dance on the ice like actors drawing their own trajectories.The trajectories are intricate, some are smooth and long, and some are staggering. There will always be people who complain that their skate shoes are not good enough, or the size is not suitable, or the material is not good. They blame God, thinking that God is the biggest profiteer in the world.

The eyes were suddenly blindfolded, and the sense of smell was awakened by the aroma of roses.Her heart beat suddenly, and she couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her lips.

"Hey."

It is not necessary to guess that the usual trick is also him.

Covering the backs of his hands with both hands, he took them away from his eyes.

"It's really old-fashioned." She turned her head back slightly and scolded him, but she had already pulled out the rose in his hand with ease and clipped it on the tie.

The breeze blew his long snow-white hair that reached to his heels, and the strands floated to her shoulders. She scooped them up into a bunch and held them in her hands. The silky texture rubbed against her palms, making them slightly numb.

"I'm not young anymore, where's the new one, mydearlady?"

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, leaned down, took her hand and took a deep sniff at his nose, lingering on her for a long while, unwilling to let go.

He quietly closed his eyes, his delicate face was as frosty as the moonlight, like a steadfast sculpture in a temple, and the arc of the high bridge of his nose was deeply in her heart. She stretched out her hand and stroked it all the way down from her forehead.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the reflection of the moon was reflected in the icy blue pupils.Perhaps it was an illusion, she seemed to see that he was hesitant to speak in a breath.

"Lucifer." She stared at him.

The corner of his mouth twitched, but in the end he just smiled, and raised his hand to stroke the hair on the right side of her cheek.

"The hair is a little long, will it block the eyes?"

"Huh?" She froze for a moment.

A blue light flashed in his palm, and a pair of blue shadow scissors appeared.

She looked at him, then at the scissors: "Why?"

"Don't move." He supported her head, looked at her for a while, and stretched out the scissors.

"Don't mess with my hair!" She quickly hid back.

"Don't move," he shook her head hard, resisting her, "Gabriel, don't move, be good—"

He lowered his tone, like coaxing a child, she immediately lost her resistance in a futile way, and let her head be at his mercy.

He picked up the hair around her face, carefully cut off a strand, held it tightly, and stuffed it into his breast pocket.

"Well, Lucifer, why are you cutting my hair? Could it be..." She asked him half-jokingly, "Maybe you have taken a fancy to me?"

He opened his palm, the scissors disappeared into smoke, pressed his palm on his pocket, and said sarcastically: "People are ugly, but they think they are beautiful."

"..."

She immediately choked on him and coughed.

"Your face is blushing, is it because of the full moon today, making you too hot?" He continued to tease.

"Okay, are you enough?" She raised her head and punched him in the chest, "Give me back my hair!"

……

She was suddenly awakened from her memory by a sharp car horn, and when she looked back, Nelson was angrily opening the car window and admonishing the young boy who had just driven unruly.

Time has resumed its motion.

Gabriel couldn't help but look back at the place where he met Lucifer just now, only to realize that he had already driven a long distance.The traffic surged like a tidal wave, and another young man's soul was taken away by him, and he fell into the abyss beyond redemption.

She curled her lips mockingly.How much better is she than that boy?Her soul has already fallen into his clutches, no matter whether her body is in the sky or on the earth, she is still his marionette, her vitals are bound by human hands, and her weak points can be hit with a single blow.

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