People often use "skin as gelatin" to describe a woman's good skin, and "soft as boneless" to describe her hands, which are like works of art.
But when this piece of art cuts through the air and hits your face with the sound of wind, you might describe it as "iron bones".
Really hurts.
Not to mention that the angel who slapped was a beautiful and brave warrior who could easily pick up a sniper rifle weighing more than ten kilograms and play with it at will.
Valentine felt as if a brick had hit his face, almost breaking his neck.
After a dizzying ringing in his ears, he slowly raised his head and met the eyes of the girl in front of him.
My cheeks were burning and the base of my ears hurt, but luckily there was no bleeding. Valentin swept his tongue all over his mouth, the smile on his face still there.
How could you be angry with Raphael?
She is mine...
My love.
A good girl who came to another world at all costs to save me.
Fortunately, I am a good guy and did not turn the Asian continent into a hell on earth. Otherwise, she would have suffered a lot, right?
If you can save me despite this psychological pressure and the possibility of no return, what's the point of a slap in the face?
Raphael stood in front of Valentine, still maintaining the posture after the slap, with his arms across his chest, trembling. Her lips were slightly open, and her teeth collided together from time to time. She wanted to say something but couldn't utter a single syllable.
Acidity rushed into the nasal cavity and broke the girl's tear ducts. Some tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, leaving a crystal trace on his cheeks, dripping into Valentine's heart.
It was like a sledgehammer that instantly shattered the psychological defenses he had built, releasing the ocean of bitterness in his heart and flowing out.
"Raphael..."
He held back his tears and took a step forward to say something, but was forcefully interrupted by the other party.
"Shut up!"
Raphael raised his finger and pointed at Valentine, shouting angrily.
The angel's wings were extremely dazzling at this moment, and large and small thorns appeared on the halo, as if entangled with thorns.
For Valentine, even if the girl at this moment is wrapped with thorns, he will hug her without hesitation, give her the long-lost comfort, and make himself feel better.
But Raphael's scolding made the young man's heart hurt, because it meant that she was really angry.
Valentin really didn't want to look at Raphael, whose eyes were red and his whole body was shaking. This would only make the pain in his heart continue to accumulate. It was as if someone was holding a knife, slicing his heart again and again, cutting off slices of bright red guilt.
The pain was excruciating.
"Do you think you are great, like a hero!"
Raphael pointed at the tip of Valentin's nose, and the sound came out from between his teeth and hit him.
"Aren't you extremely satisfied because you sacrificed your life to save us!"
Her voice rose a little higher.
At this moment, the breeze no longer blows through the forest, the birds no longer chirp, and the lake is as flat as a mirror.
Valentin raised his head slightly and opened his mouth to speak, but was choked by Raphael.
"Do you think Yihuang and I should be grateful to you? We should give you a smile and a hug after meeting, just like before!"
The entire forest seemed to be silent, with only Raphael's voice echoing.
Xing Yihuang did not look at Raphael who was out of control, but turned his head away and looked at the lake.
Her eyes were slightly red, and she seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Lei She held Xing Yihuang's hand and comforted her softly. Franka put away her camera, stood in the distance and looked elsewhere, quietly becoming an outsider.
Jiao Zhengyu stood in the shadow of the trees at the entrance, carefully observing the two people arguing in the distance, like a theater audience, afraid of losing the details of the story.
"Do you think you have become the savior, so you are stepping on Yihuang and me, and wantonly guessing our inner thoughts..."
"I don't!"
Valentin finally spoke, interrupting Raphael's venting, his eyes bloodshot.
At first, most of the boy's heart was filled with guilt. After hearing a few questions from the girl, pain suddenly arose.
He understood clearly that the reason why Raphael was so angry was not because of Chen Le, not because of his past feelings, but the period of time before his death before time travel, those...
"Then why do you say that!"
The angel's wings suddenly opened at this moment, spurting out flames and illuminating Valentine's face with tears. The halo above her head also changed its appearance, like a crown, with complicated patterns and an extremely sharp light.
"Why do you ask her to stop us?!"
"Why don't you let us come to you?!"
"Why do you let her erase you from our minds?!"
"Why do you want to erase yourself from the world of Terra?!"
Raphael raised his head and gritted his teeth. She was a Sakota, an angel, but now she looked extremely ferocious, even more so than the most terrifying Sakaz.
"Because I'm going to die! I don't want to make you sad!"
"Because I love you!"
Valentine didn't expect that these words would come out so easily.
And he didn't feel shy at all, as if he was telling a fact that everyone knew.
"Then we don't love you anymore?!"
"You just deprived us of our last chance to meet? You even kept us in the dark and never knew the truth?"
But this angry confession did not affect Raphael's hatred at all.
"It's a good thing that you didn't really die, otherwise Yihuang and I would have been idiots for the rest of our lives! Fools for the rest of our lives!"
"We gave you our sincerity, but you still want to throw it away?"
"Oh no, you don't want to throw it away, you want to eat it, tell everyone that Yihuang and I have never loved anyone, and finally get out and disappear with our love..."
"Think of it as a joke!"
Having said this, Valentine's anger subsided and he stood in front of Raphael with his head lowered, tears falling on the grass from time to time.
Like a child who has been scolded by his parents, he feels extremely aggrieved.
He understood why Raphael was so angry, because of his own selfishness.
Valentin came up with a plan from his own perspective so that no one would get hurt, but he didn't expect that this plan would be the biggest slander to Raphael and Xing Yihuang.
He considered their feelings, but did not consider that they also had as much love as he gave.
Raphael and Xing Yihuang can accept the pain of life, separation and death, but they cannot accept deception and the emptiness caused by the disappearance of love.
"sorry……"
Valentine murmured, his voice weak and murmuring.
"I just hope... I just hope that you can look at Yihuang and I, open your heart to us, and stop loving us as stubbornly as before."
"It's hard."
The flames disappeared and the aura returned to normal. Raphael blinked and wiped the tears from his face.
She was silent for a few seconds, then walked up to Valentine and hugged him.
"Me, Xing Yihuang, and you."
"They are one and cannot be separated."
"Everyone can see your feelings for us."
The angel hugged the boy tightly in his arms.
"I just hope that you can think of us and respect the love we give."
"Okay?"
Raphael gently stroked Valentin's hair, his movements gentle, like a mother.
She actually didn't want to do this, she just wanted to express her emotions through normal communication after meeting.
But who knew that after seeing Valentine, the long-suppressed emotions in his heart burst out instantly and could not be stopped at all.
well.
Let others see the joke.
Raphael sighed softly, but still hugged the young man in his arms tightly, as if they were integrated into one body and could never be separated.
