The protagonist always says he loves me

"It's really touching." Bergson patted his palms and walked into the garden.

Chen Ci grabbed Augustus's hand, blocked him behind him, and said sharply, "What are you doing again?!"

Bergson spread his hands and smiled innocently, "It's just to visit my old friend, don't be so nervous. Augustus, my old friend, how does it feel to be a person who sold his soul to the devil?"

His smile was cold and sharp, and it sounded creepy.Chen Ci noticed that Augustus' body became stiff after saying that sentence, and he was afraid that Bergson would take the opportunity to make trouble, so he dared not relax his vigilance.

"The little lamb will protect the master... It's a pity that the master doesn't remember, what a pity."

"What do you mean?"

"who are you?"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Chen Ci turned around in shock and looked at Augustus.The other party's green pupils were as clear as ever, but the undisguised affection when looking at him in the past has disappeared.

Augustus looked down at the hands they were shaking, shook them off without hesitation, then walked past Chen Ci, and walked up to Bergson, "I remember that our deal does not include welcoming you to the door. , Bergson."

Bergson slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on Chen Ci, like a poisonous hook. "It's hard for you to remember me as an old friend. Of course I came to tell you some news."

"Say."

"The three cardinals have already set off, and they will be here before noon. They have brought the fire of light, I hope you will not underestimate the enemy."

Bergson was surprisingly kind, unfazed by Augustus's indifference.But Chen Ci, who had been staring at him with cold eyes, knew that the reason why he was so kind was because he had already seen what he wanted to see.

It is rumored that the devil feeds on pain, and this bishop who made a deal with the devil is no exception.

The more acquainted he and Augustus are, the more he can stab the knife in the heart of "Little Lamb".Augustus remembered everything except him.If the person standing here is really the little priest, I'm afraid he can no longer face up to this cruel fate.Unfortunately he is not.

"Then, good luck to you." Bergson held up his hand in farewell, "my old friend."

Augustus stood where he was, without resting his eyes on Chen Ci for a second, and walked directly into the church.

"Augustus!" Chen Ci blocked his way.

Augustus narrowed his eyes dangerously.Chen Ci remembered this look, before the other party destroyed a church with a wave of his hand, the cold light in his eyes was exactly the same as now.

"People from the Holy See." Augustus smelled a familiar light, which is unique to people who have practiced the light technique.He has always been very disgusted with this smell, but the person in front of him seems to be an exception.At least...he didn't want to make the other party disappear completely with a snap of his fingers.

"Augustus." Chen Ci shouted again, as if he wanted to make sure that the body in front of him was still the soul he was familiar with.

Augustus felt a tinge of impatience.With a flick of his fingers, he could crush the little guy blocking the road to death, but the other guy didn't seem to be afraid at all, and just stood there in a daze.

"Augustus Augustus Augustus..."

"To shut up."

Augustus said coldly, "Why did the Holy See send you here? Where's the cardinal? Where's the pope?"

"I'm not from the Holy See!"

What Chen Ci saw when he opened his eyes in this world was Augustus, and the other party's eyes at that time seemed to regard him as the most precious treasure in the world.After that, whether it was because he lost his temper for no reason, or because he was bullying gangsters to keep him from getting close, the other party didn't show any face to him.From Bergson's words, he vaguely guessed why Augustus had forgotten him, but he still couldn't accept it for a while.

Augustus said, "Not from the Holy See? Then who are you from?"

"I'm yours."

Chen Ci grabbed his sleeve, his fingers nimbly slipped in, and gently pinched the other's palm.

This sentence sounds very pleasant.Augustus didn't break away from the mischievous hand, and for the first time looked at him seriously.

Petite and thin, his body looks like it will be blown away by the wind.The two eyes are very bright, as eye-catching as obsidian that has been wiped hundreds of times with a velvet cloth.

Augustus was partial to things that shone like this.He lifted the other party's chin in a good mood and asked, "You are mine...how can I not remember?"

Because you bastard.Chen Ci thought about it, but muttered, "Because you forgot."

"Oh?"

Augustus was quite sure that he had indeed forgotten something.His memory is as clear as the notes recorded on a parchment scroll, but a few pages were roughly torn out, leaving rough margins and gaps.

Is that an important memory?Or an unimportant trifle?Augustus stared at the person in front of him, trying to gauge the value of this memory.

Chen Ci calmly met his gaze.

Augustus glanced over the white and tender skin, and paused when he saw the bright red and moist lips.

He is a person without five senses, because his five senses and his life were traded to the devil.No matter how beautiful the appearance, no matter how seductive the body is, it doesn't mean anything to him, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be tempted by lust like ordinary people.

But when the other party stretched out his tongue and licked his lips lightly, he felt an evil fire rising from the bottom of his heart.It seems that it has become an instinct engraved deep in his soul to hold the opponent's jaw and grab the body fluid from the opponent's mouth.

"How to prove it?" Augustus said leisurely.He seems to be able to guess what the other party will do. It is best to throw himself into his arms and talk to him in a soft voice. It doesn't matter if he acts like a baby occasionally, he is willing to take a step back and pamper him.

Chen Ci took a step forward.

Augustus felt a slight shock in his chest that had not moved for thousands of years.

Chen Ci pressed his palm against his chest, and took out the pansy from his breast pocket. "Flowers from me."

Augustus looked at the brightly colored flower and crushed it mercilessly.

The purple juice dripped on the ground along his fingers, making dark halos one by one.

"You bastard." Chen Ci blurted out.

Augustus shrugged nonchalantly, wiping his fingers on his robes.When he leaned forward, he was very close to the opponent, and he could even see the blue blood vessels on the opponent's neck clearly.

The blood flows through the person's body along those tiny channels.The other party was different from him. Without the continuous beating of the heart and the gurgling of blood, it would be just a cold and stiff corpse.

At the thought of this possibility, Augustus felt an uncontrollable fit of mania.It was as if he had once owned a treasure that he was unwilling to let go of no matter what, but it was stolen by some mean and shameless thief.

Augustus's fingertips still had dark purple juice, and he tapped a little on the other's cheek, as if poking out a small dimple.He was a little fascinated by the touch of the opponent's skin.It is softly sunken in, the fingers are slightly relaxed, and the force of the tight rebound can be felt again.

"Dirty." Augustus said suddenly.

Before the other party glared at him with those too good-looking eyes, Augustus' body had already reacted first.He just licked the marks on his face with his fingers and licked them away with his tongue.

Augustus grabbed the hand patting his chest and put it on his heart, feeling that those torn chapters didn't need to be searched any more.

He has more and better to fill.

"Your name is... Chen Ci?" The other party only said it once, and Augustus remembered the weird pronunciation.

Chen Ci wiped off the wet water on his face with his sleeve, and said in a muffled voice, "Yeah."

His cheeks were slightly flushed, and he looked ashamed.Augustus said with satisfaction, "You say you are mine, then follow me."

"No more contact with the Holy See!" Augustus frowned, thinking of the bright aura on the other party.

Chen Ci was taken aback, and asked tentatively, "Why?"

"..."

Augustus opened his mouth, and the answer was on his lips, but he couldn't catch it.He grabbed Chen Ci, put his head on the other party's neck and took a deep breath, like a drug addict who finally relieved a little fatigue.

"Anyway, you are not allowed to associate with them. If I find out, then..."

"I will seal you in a sarcophagus."

Chen Ci shivered.

"The trash from the Holy See will be found later, you stay in the room and are not allowed to come out."

Augustus wanted to grab Chen Ci's collar, but after stretching out his hand, he felt that this position was uncomfortable no matter what.His hands kept sliding down, and finally he wrapped his arms around the other person's waist, and hugged him completely horizontally.

This is it.

It's the weight, it's the temperature, everything is just right.He couldn't be happier.

Augustus walked into the chapel with his speech in his arms, went up to the second floor without thinking, and pushed open the door of the first room near the corridor.

Putting the other party on the simple and refreshing single bed, Augustus summoned the shadow and ordered it to guard the bed.

Chen Ci silently picked up the already familiar black shadow.The black shadow consciously burrowed into his arms, found a stable position and lay down on his own.

Chen Ci touched the shadow and said, "You have to be careful."

Augustus didn't even bother to pay attention to this hypocritical formula, but he still snorted. "Um."

Augustus closed the door and left. Before he left, he applied a powerful protective spell outside the room, like hiding his beloved treasure in a locked cabinet, so that he would no longer be afraid of being coveted by others.

Chen Ci grabbed the black shadow and walked to the window, opened the curtain and took a look outside.

Everyone in the Holy See slapped the church like a tide.Augustus stood in the garden like an immovable rock on the shore.

Chen Ci lay on the window, pressed his hands on the glass window, and said softly, "I'll wait for you to come back." Settle the score.