Constantine was a little confused. He couldn't figure out why a man with a mohawk suddenly appeared next to him.
He didn't even understand why this man was Lin En, even though he had short hair just now.
If you have a magical skill that can instantly grow hair, why would you come here instead of selling shampoo on the street to make a fortune?
"Lin...Lin? Is that you, Lin En?"
When he turned his head, he felt a little uncomfortable due to the wind resistance, but Lin En quickly turned his head around: "It looks like it's just me. No poke."
"What's wrong with your tongue?"
"Oh, you don't understand."
…
While Lynn and Constantine were talking, the man in the room always had his back to the two of them.
But at this time, no matter how Lin En looked, he could no longer see the wings reflected in his pupils before.
He is just like an ordinary human being, ordinary, thin and silent.
Quickly turning his head and glancing at Constantine, Linn wanted the other person to give him a hint or something. Unexpectedly, Constantine walked over directly.
"Gabriel, I hope..."
"No."
The man turned around, and what Lin saw was an androgynous face that could not be distinguished from male to female.
He easily stopped Constantine from speaking "out loud" and sealed his mouth with just one finger.
Oops! This is a good skill!
When Lin En and Constantine were quarreling, even if Constantine's mouth was covered with mud, he could always express his thoughts accurately through various effective means such as body movements.
But now, a white finger was placed on his lips, and Constantine stood there shriveled and dejected like a deflated balloon.
"You are Linn, right."
Gabriel. This name, which Linn was not necessarily familiar with but certainly heard of, was very revealing of certain issues.
This confirmed that Linn's guess was good, and Constantine indeed brought him to see an angel. Angels who walk on earth.
This is a boss who can see God!
In other places, when it comes to gods and God, there may be some opinions on their own affairs, but in the world of DC, the existence of God itself means that he is both everything and the only God.
In other words, Lin En has now seen a real top person.
As for the Three Palace Demons I encountered before...
Not to mention a fake person, incarnation, even if it is a real person, it is not like he has never been bitten by others.
Can it be compared? It can't be compared.
Therefore, even though Lin En had a perverse personality and a great brain, he still showed due respect and respect when facing such a big boss.
"I've admired you for a long time, I'm Lin En, haven't you asked me for advice...?"
"Oh, you know who I am."
This boss was obviously accurate in everything from pronunciation to word choice, but Linn always felt that the other person's words sounded strange.
Is it because of the sentence segmentation problem?
not sure……
…………
Turning back and standing in front of the fireplace burning with orange flames, the big man sat on a chair with rich decoration and simple shape. He raised his hand and gestured to another chair next to him.
Lin En knew the elegant meaning after hearing the song, and quickly sat on the chair before Constantine.
Constantine sat up from the ground and walked to another chair far away to sit down.
"Why would you want to come see me."
Perhaps the words of their angels were so direct and to the point. As soon as Linn sat down, this angel, who seemed like an ordinary person, asked directly.
Fortunately, he asked with a smile.
"Huh? Don't you want to come to see me?"
Lin En didn't seem to have any intention of cooperating, and directly answered Gabriel's question with a question.
Gently putting his elbows on his knees, Gabriel, who looked very thin, covered his mouth with his clasped hands and laughed happily.
Lin En followed suit, shrank down in a pretentious manner, covered her mouth and laughed.
"hehe……"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Forest……"
Constantine in the distance reminded him, but he didn't know who he was reminding.
Linn looked back at him, pursed her lips, closed one eye, gave a thumbs up, and made a "don't worry" expression.
At this point, Constantine felt a little regretful.
"usually……"
Gabriel spoke again: “…The person sitting in your chair will confess his sins like me.
Like your friend, Constantine.
What about you, Lynn-Adrian? Do you also want to repent of your sins? "
"Um...do you eat bread?"
Linn reached into his clothes and dug out again. Behind him, Constantine was already holding the armrests of the seat with both hands, ready to eject at any time.
A hand pressed on Linn's hand. It was pale and cold, but it carried incomparable power, making Linn unable to move.
"You don't seem to feel guilty."
"You don't seem to want to eat bread."
"Your soul is muddy and confused."
"It's difficult to insert needles in your hands because there are no blood vessels."
"Lynn, aren't you willing to reflect on yourself and wash away your sins like your friend Constantine?"
"Mr. Gabriel, madam? I wash away sins every day, dozens of them at a time."
"Ah……"
Gabriel let go of Lin En's hand, but the cold palm had burned a palm mark on Lin En's wrist.
"So, you're still on our side, right."
This was the first time Gabriel actually asked a question that no longer had an answer.
Lynn's response: "I'm always on my side."
Constantine's butt had left the chair, his upper body was slightly lowered, and his left and right feet moved forward and back.
Gabriel looked at Linn, his smile gradually calmed down. He looked at the fire beside him and wanted to get up, but when he was holding on to the armrest, his body suddenly stopped.
Different from a pause in the general sense, from Linn's perspective, this angel seemed to be trapped in a certain range of absolute stillness in time and space.
"You...regret it?"
Lin En said after careful consideration: "...Now you want to eat bread again, right?"
With that said, Linn reached out to pinch Gabriel's nose.
What a great opportunity.
Look, he won't move!
However……
A hand grabbed Linn's stretched out hand, something different, this time Linn felt the temperature.
Like humans, temperature.
"Lynn, nice to meet you."
Gabriel let go of his hand and stood up.
"Ah? Why don't we have a meal or something?"
"Ah……"
After smiling, Gabriel looked at Linn with deep meaning, stretched his right hand to his left shoulder, and then gently pulled it.
"It's past dinner time. Here's a gift for you."
A piece of pure white feather was placed on Lin En's hand, as light as nothing.
"You don't feel any pain..."
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Constantine appeared next to Linn in an instant. While thanking Linn repeatedly, he grabbed his arm and walked out.
"Say hello to your cat for me. He'll love that feather."
Gabriel said as Lynn and Constantine walked out the door.
Then, he looked at the two people's retreating figures and watched the black door being gently closed. His hand slowly placed on his shoulder.
"It hurts so much. How could it not hurt? Why, why..."
call.
The fireplace went out and everything fell into silence.
