On the hills next to the end of the road in the small town of Haklu.
Chen Yu used his mind to dig out a cave for the little saint to hide in.
"Can you give me the food?"
The little saint huddled in the innermost part of the cave, looking at the apple in Chen Yu's hand.
"Want to eat?"
Chen Yu tossed the apple in his hand.
"I want to eat." The little saint nodded.
Chen Yu smiled and rubbed the little saint's head, then put the apple to his mouth.
"Click"
Bite off a piece of pulp in one bite.
This apple is not big.
The taste is also sour and not delicious.
But in the eyes of the little saint, who was surrounded by hunger and exhaustion, this was the supreme delicacy.
"Gu——"
The little saint watched Chen Yu chew the apple and couldn't help but swallow.
"Click, click"
Chen Yu ate the whole apple in front of the little saint.
The little saint was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Yu with an expression of disbelief and confusion.
"You don't need food, do you?"
"Yes." Chen Yu nodded.
"Then why did you pick this fruit and not let me eat it?"
Chen Yu smiled: "The purpose of picking this fruit is to eat it in front of you."
The most important step in taming naughty children is to let them know that things will not develop as they expect, and even if they throw a tantrum, it will not help.
Little Saint: "..."
Even though she was free now and not tied down, she didn't feel any lighter.
The person in front of him was more terrifying than the Abyss Demon.
When facing abyss demons, she could judge their approximate actions based on their emotions and types.
But what this person would do next, she had no idea.
Except for the fact that he protected her from death, this person's other actions and even his words had no logic.
She used all the tricks she could use to seduce, coerce, surrender, and pretend to be pitiful, but unfortunately none of them worked.
"I'm even more sure now that you're not a demon."
"How do you say that?" Chen Yu smiled and buried the apple core in the soil and stepped on it hard.
"The devil's behavior can be predicted, but you can't."
…
At night, a biting cold wind blew across the wasteland.
The low hills offer no protection against the cold snap.
The weak little saint was shivering from the cold and sneezing constantly.
"If this keeps up, I'm going to get sick."
"It's amazing. As a fourth-level priest, I will be threatened by disease one day."
"Well, that person looks so warm. I really want to be close to him."
"You are obviously protecting me, but you don't care about my feelings at all."
The little saint pouted her mouth and looked at Chen Yu, who was leaning against the mountain wall and wrapped in a thick coat, and felt an inexplicable strange feeling in her heart.
I hate this person, but I don't seem to hate him that much.
It was an emotion she had never experienced before.
In fact, she rarely had emotions that were truly her own.
She has been a saint of the Holy See since she can remember, possessing amazing and even terrifying divine talents.
Her future must be to become the leader of the temple, and then at the right time, she will take off her human body and ascend to heaven.
Because of this, she has experienced extremely strict training and upbringing since she was a child.
She was taught how to respond to the emotions of others, but she had to suppress her own.
She is a "god" living in the mortal world. She should not experience the joys and sorrows of mortals. She should be aloof and look down on their humble hearts.
Respond to the requests of the devout and punish the wavering of those who are not firm in their faith.
"What kind of emotion is this? Why has no one ever taught me?" The little saint was full of doubts.
If Chen Yu knew her question, he would definitely tell her:
You are suffering from Stockholm Syndrome because of the CPU. The old-fashioned people in your temple do not know this kind of cutting-edge technology.
"Cold?"
Suddenly, Chen Yu asked.
"cold!"
The little saint nodded sharply and looked at Chen Yu expectantly.
"Bear it."
Chen Yu smiled evilly and wrapped his coat tighter.
"Well--"
The little saint puffed up her cheeks angrily.
…
Time passes slowly.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the chill is getting heavier and heavier.
A gust of cold wind swept through the cave, mixed with a touch of cold water vapor.
The little saint shivered from the cold.
"Is it cold?" Chen Yu asked again.
The little saint looked at Chen Yu expressionlessly, said nothing, and shrank herself into a smaller ball, trying to resist the cold.
However, the thin nun's uniform did not provide any warmth at all.
The early morning wind and frost were like sharp knives, piercing her little body.
She gritted her teeth and tried to stay conscious.
Because she knew that it would be very dangerous for people to lose consciousness when it was cold.
It can range from illness to death.
At this moment, Chen Yu stood up, walked to her, picked her up, and wrapped her in his coat.
A warm feeling came over me.
The little saint's frown instantly relaxed, and she couldn't help but squeeze into Chen Yu's arms.
"Have a good sleep." Chen Yu rubbed the little saint's head.
The little saint looked at Chen Yu in surprise.
"Don't worry, I won't throw you out." Chen Yu smiled.
"Oh." The little saint nodded blankly.
"Go to sleep and have a good rest." Chen Yu gently stroked the soft back of the little saint.
The tiredness that had accumulated for a long time came over me.
In a warm and safe environment, the little saint finally stopped holding on and fell asleep holding one of Chen Yu's arms.
…
Noon the next day.
The little saint woke up quietly and found herself wrapped in a heavy coat, lying on the edge of the cave with no one around her.
She hurriedly got up and looked around.
When he saw Chen Yu standing at the entrance of the cave, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you awake?" Chen Yu asked with a smile, "Are you hungry?"
"..."
The little saint rolled her eyes and glared at Chen Yu.
"Want to eat?" Chen Yu continued to ask.
The little saint pouted and turned sideways, ignoring Chen Yu.
"Do you want to or don't you want to?" Chen Yu asked again, "I'm only asking this once, forget it if you don't answer."
"think!"
The little saint said angrily.
She didn't want to talk to Chen Yu at first, but when she saw the smile in Chen Yu's eyes, she couldn't help but say a word.
"good."
Chen Yu nodded, walked to the place where the apple core was buried last night, and stretched out his palm.
"Grow fast!"
A light green light overflowed from the palm and penetrated into the ground.
Seconds later, a seedling pierces the soil and grows.
Surrounded by light green light, the seedling quickly grew taller and became a sturdy tree over three meters high.
Then, little flowers bloomed on the branches of the small tree.
Then, the flowers quickly withered and were replaced by glowing red fruits.
"Wow!"
The little saint looked at the apple tree in amazement and exclaimed.
