“…”

There was a dead silence in the Great Hall.

After a few attempts, the Messiah stopped and sat next to the harp and lowered her head. Her silver hair kept sliding down on the Messiah's shoulders, her fair neck bent slightly, and her expression was not clear, but God also knew that he was afraid he was ashamed of regret.

"Messiah, have you not practiced the piano skills?"

"It's not too late..."

The Messiah's body shook, and she was even more ashamed that she could not look directly at God.

After baptism, the Messiah had only time to learn the affairs of the Lord's Angels' duties, mastery of strength, interpersonal communication, and some skills that the scattered archangels had to learn. He completely forgot about art like harp that requires calming down and spending time to hone them, thinking that they would not be used in the near future.

God said, “Will the fingering do?”

Messiah shook her head.

God said again: "Have you memorized a piece of music?"

Messiah shook her head again, her eyes turned red, and tears were about to fall down if she continued. God was shocked, and Jintong withdrew her attention to the distant void. Don't force the Messiah to cry after he forced Lucifer to cry!

Walking down from the throne, God walked to the front of the elegant arc-shaped harp, "Messiah, it's only a matter of time for you to learn it." The Messiah felt no sense of comfort, thinking that God was rebuking him for his incompetence, his fingers were pinched under his sleeves, and his nails were clenched into his palms. God held his hiding hand, pulled his fingers apart, and could see the crescent-shaped scars on his palms.

"Don't hurt yourself, your blood is the most precious gift I give you."

"I'm sorry, my god."

The Messiah looked up at a loss and watched God heal his palms. His divine power was pure and bright, bringing an indescribable burning sensation. God's fingers brushed his eyelashes, and seemed to have insignificant wet marks. God couldn't help but ask indifferently: "Cry?"

"No." Messiah replied quickly.

Faced with God's gentle actions, the Messiah responded by holding his waist and burying his head in him, as if this would not be burned by the light. "My God, I will definitely learn it well, and you will hear it any time you want to hear it."

God:"……"

A rare encounter with a spoiled act, God reluctantly touched his head and said in confusion: "Why are you more attached to me than them?" Only in the thousand years after the birth of Seraphs, God had enjoyed similar treatment. Later, they grew up and took responsibility one by one, and no longer acted like a young child admiring the elders.

In fact, God is a little regretful. After staying on the throne for a long time, the Seraphs also know how to keep a distance.

"Luxi was not as bold as you back then."

"My God."

The Messiah smelled the breath of God and heard God's words. Her heart trembled, and the taste of namelessness flooded from the soul. Even though she washed the soul, wiped away the memory, and changed the bloodline of her body, she still couldn't forget it-

What kind of feelings are so strong.

Sad, hatred?

He suddenly wanted to know why, so sad that his soul was pulled.

"Messiah?" God's eyebrows moved slightly, and he noticed something was wrong with the Messiah. He held his hands and kept shaking, and his heart was in chaos. God wanted to check the situation, but the Messiah's body softened and almost fell down from him.

God stopped him in time, and the Messiah had fainted.

Star Heaven, the Wisdom Angel who guarded the teleportation array waited for a day but did not wait for the Son to appear, and decisively reported to the Seraph. Lucifer knew that the Messiah would definitely go to the Great Hall after going to Crystal Heaven, but the other party had no palace in Crystal Heaven, so it was impossible for him to stay for a day without reason. Something must have happened.

Lucifer was not convenient for him to come forward, so he sent Michael, who was humming a small song, to Crystal Sky to see the situation.

Michael looked at his boss with resentment.

For the sake of the Messiah, his Highness used him as an errand.

Michael came to the outside of the Great Hall. The door was open and the hall was empty. There was no figure of God on the throne of light. Michael did not see God or Messiah, and said in a daze: "My God, are you in the Great Hall?"

"You come back tomorrow."

A sound from nowhere appeared, and the supreme divineness was revealed in the cold.

Michael dared not return without success, and continued to ask, "My God, is His Highness the Messiah here?"

God said, "In."

Michael breathed a sigh of relief and just disappeared without any reason.

God looked at the Son who had lost his reaction in the bed in the bedroom. The Messiah was unconscious for a day, and her spirit and strength were extremely unstable. So God said to Michael who was waiting outside: "He fainted, and you can wait a few days before picking him up."

Michael was shocked, and the Messiah could still have something wrong with God’s side!

The next day, Michael's boss came to the door in person.

When Lucifer came to the Great Hall, he also saw an empty scene. His eyes were a little worried. Without waiting for the voice of God, he kept walking towards the apse. A door of the temple appeared out of thin air on the wall, opening the authority to the inside for Seraph. Lucifer entered the interior that other seraphs rarely knew.

God glanced at Lucifer, "Lucy, why are you here?"

Lucifer first saluted God and said calmly and calmly: "Please forgive me, God, He is the Lord's Angels, I am the Archangel, and I cannot ignore his affairs."

When God heard this reason, he looked at the Messiah who always brought him trouble. The silver-haired Son frowned and lay on the bed with a painful expression, like a drowning person, squeezing the neat sheets and bedding into a mess. Lucifer couldn't bear to see the Messiah lying alone on the bed, but he couldn't grasp anything. He gritted his teeth and said to God, "My God, can I take care of the Messiah?"

"Let him lie down."

God did not let Lucifer approach the Messiah.

"But he is uncomfortable."

Lucifer did not give in, his blue eyes were full of worry and persistence.

God looked at Lucifer indifferently and slowly gave up his seat in front of the bed, "If you want to take care of him, he didn't wake up so quickly, and his strength seemed to be messed up by some memories."

Lucifer resisted the surprise, "Memory? He can still keep the memory..."

"Memory is part of the soul." God did not deny it. "I can erase my memory, but it does not mean that he will lose his impression, but the more he wants to remember, the more painful he will be."

Lucifer: "..." My god, you are cruel enough.

Watching God walk outside, Lucifer dared not do anything presumptuous. He held the Messiah's hand and called softly: "Messiah, don't remember things you can't remember. I will wait for you to wake up here."

At the entrance of the Great Hall, God looked at the scenery of the crystal sky. The wind from afar blows the Great Hall, blowing his robe and silver hair behind him. God's face is still dazzling in the Lord's Highness, and the combination of indifference and light is the incredible beauty of the gods.

Two days later, the Messiah woke up by herself.

During this period, Lucifer was by his side, holding his fingers tightly, and nervously paying attention to the movements of the Messiah. The Messiah lived up to his expectations and woke up to see Lucifer. His figure was the first to fall into his light blue pupils. For a moment, a quiet smile like a lake water flowed out from the depths without any trace of dust and darkness.

Lucifer's worries were wiped out and he felt much more relaxed.

Outside the temple, when God was empty-minded, he didn't forget to listen to the voices in the bedroom.

"Lucifer?"

"Are you awake, are you in good health and mental state?"

"perhaps……"

"What is the general meaning? Tell me what you have any questions and I'll go find me."

"Don't bother my god." The Messiah grabbed Lucifer, who was about to go out, and sat up from the bed. "I just felt like I had been sleeping for a long time and was not used to it."

Lucifer looked helpless, "You just slept for two or three days, not two or three years."

The Messiah smiled and clenched his fingers without saying anything. The warmth between the ten fingers made the Messiah's spirit a little dazed, as if the familiarity had become even worse. He seemed to have held him like this at some point, as if he was dying.

As soon as God appeared, the vague beauty in the bedroom was exposed.

The Messiah had no feelings about this, but Lucifer was different. She shook off the Messiah's finger without any trace and immediately changed her lover's tenderness and sweetness to a calm attitude towards her companion.

"My God, the Messiah is awake."

"Since you wake up, take him away." God commanded and looked at the Messiah coldly, "Don't try to recall the past anymore. I don't want to see my Son becoming like the past again."

The Messiah felt bad, and she lowered her head sadly, "No, my God, I didn't recall the past."

God does not believe what he says.

Messiah took a deep breath, "I was just infected by the warmth of my God, and my heart was inexplicably sad, and then fainted." He looked at God with the most careful eyes, which made Lucifer, who was standing beside him feel sad, "God, did you not like Messiah at the beginning, right? That's why I feel happy and complicated for your pampering now."

God:"……"

The Messiah stubbornly waited for God's answer, and God had to say, "A little bit... don't like it."
Chapter completed!