FINAL CHAPTER

 The humid steam filled the entire bathroom. Song Yu leaned weakly against the man's shoulder.

His lips were red, his nose was red too.

He felt completely limp.

"I didn't mean to..." His voice was sticky, the ending rising like a feather, his mind still replaying the scene of him dirtying the mirror.

However, the man holding him was wicked. Knowing Song Yu was embarrassed and wanted to bury his face, he deliberately said things to provoke him.

"Baby's so naughty."

"You peed on the mirror."

"Waaah..." Song Yu finally couldn't hold back his tears. His delicate pink fingers tried to push the other away, but his lips were once again captured.

...

This time, Lu Xiu didn't torment him. He thoroughly washed him clean, wrapped him in a large towel, and carried him to bed.

Then he used his magic to dry the boy's hair and put on pajamas. "

Pajamas" was really just the man's own white shirt, loosely fitting Song Yu, the hem falling to his thighs.

He wasn't wearing anything else.

Although covered by a blanket, the friction made his skin sensitive and burning, and Song Yu felt a strong urge to be held tightly.

A little scared, he asked Lu Xiu for a pair of underwear.

"In a moment," Lu Xiu said, pulling out a tube of ointment from somewhere. "Baby, you need to apply the ointment first."

Song Yu struggled to open his eyes, trying to take the ointment; clearly, Lu Xiu didn't intend for him to do it himself.

...He shrank back under the covers like a little ostrich.

The warmth of his fingers turned the ointment into a liquid, staining the blanket on the bed.

Lu Xiu took a deep breath, suppressing the heat within him with his strong willpower.

He couldn't continue today.

After applying the ointment, Lu Xiu quickly tidied himself up and lay down with Song Yu in his arms. The soft yellow nightlight by the bed made the bedroom atmosphere warm and cozy.

Song Yu was tired, but couldn't fall asleep, staring intently at the man opposite him.

Lu Xiu's breathing became heavy under his gaze, but he only pressed his lips affectionately against the boy's.

"The medicine seems to be working..."

Song Yu spoke slowly.

Lu Xiu: "Yeah, I got it from 009."

Song Yu wasn't wearing his watch, otherwise he would definitely have seen 009's comment. He hummed softly again, rubbing his cheek against Lu Xiu's chest: "The mirror isn't wiped."

"Wipe it tomorrow." Lu Xiu's eyes were gentle, "I want to watch you sleep now."

Song Yu quieted down this time, slowly closing his eyes.

His eyelids were pink.

Lu Xiu quietly looked at the person in his arms whose breathing was now even, restraining the urge to devour him piece by piece.

After a moment, he reached out and slowly and carefully tidied the boy's hair.

He didn't know if the boy was dreaming, but he had dreamed of this scene countless times.

*

Time passed quickly, and days with Lu Xiu by his side always seemed to fly by.

In just a few months, Song Yu had become exquisitely beautiful, his face fair with a rosy glow, looking very energetic.

More and more people at school confessed their feelings to him, and even though Song Yu said he already had a boyfriend, admirers continued to flock to him.

Lu Xiu was consumed by jealousy, only calming down after wandering around Song Yu's dorm and spending several days with him in class, displaying their intimacy in front of everyone.

The God of War had a short temper, especially when his lover was so popular.

Song Yu, afraid he'd get angry, said, "Why don't you plant some flowers and cultivate your character?"

Lu Xiu narrowed his eyes: "Cultivate your character... okay, I'll try."

Song Yu: "..."

Sure enough, Song Yu experienced Lu Xiu's "cultivation" that very night.

Annoyed by the constant teasing, he wrapped himself tightly in the blanket, ignoring everyone. Lu Xiu hugged him and bit his ear: "When I picked you up after school today, your collar was very low."

"Little Yu, there are a lot of bad men out there."

Song Yu, fed up: "Not as bad as you."

Lu Xiu: "I'm not bad."

Song Yu: "..."

Are they elementary school kids arguing? Seriously.

The usually mature and composed Lu Xiu was always childish when jealous.

Song Yu wrapped himself tightly, not letting him touch him. The room fell silent; the person behind him was completely silent.

What was going on?

Song Yu sensed something was wrong and turned around. The man's eyes were downcast, his bangs obscuring his forehead, making him look like a downtrodden dog.

A little pitiful.

Song Yu knew that Lu Xiu possessed a possessive and obsessive nature deep down, something even a god couldn't change. He thought for a moment and decided to give the other person enough security.

"Anyway, I only like you."

His voice was soft, tinged with a hint of shyness.

Lu Xiu's eyelids twitched.

Song Yu had never said that to him.

A chill ran down his spine, and his eyes immediately lit up with emotion. Soon, the dog, comforted by its master, became lively again, licking its master's fingers indiscriminately.

Finally, it licked not only his fingers but his entire body.

It licked its master's snow-white skin until it was pink, the man trembling, before finally, satisfied, devouring him.

...

When Song Yu woke up the next day, he glanced at the aloof man handing him a toothbrush, and after a few seconds of silence, said, "I think you need to go to the hospital to get checked out."

The word "like" he'd heard yesterday still hadn't eased Lu Xiu's brow. He looked at the boy with a smile in his eyes and said in a low voice, "Hmm?"

"You might have a problem with that kind of thing."

"..."

Lu Xiu lifted his eyelids: "You think I do?"

Song Yu's voice was very soft: "You seem to be addicted..."

"..."

Lu Xiu simply went behind the boy, shoved the toothbrush into his hand, and then held his hand as he slowly brushed his teeth: "No addiction. You have no idea how long I've waited for you."

Song Yu was stunned and looked at him.

Did "waited for how long" mean that Lu Xiu had liked him for a long time?

But...had they even met?

However, Lu Xiu never mentioned this matter again, and Song Yu didn't ask.

Mainly, he didn't know how to ask. He couldn't very well ask how long the other person had been secretly in love with him.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Song Yu was in the second semester of his junior year.

His grades were excellent, qualifying him for graduate school, but he also received an offer from the fall recruitment season.

Song Yu was troubled by the two choices.

She looked at the man beside her, who was supporting himself with his arm, and asked, "What should we do?"

Lu Xiu picked up the offer: "Whatever you like, it's fine. Anyway, you have a long life ahead of you, you can experience many things."

Song Yu: "A long life... what do you mean?"

"It means I've given you half of my lifespan." Lu Xiu saw his stunned look and flicked his forehead with a smile, "What kind of expression is that?"

Gods don't live forever, but they have long lifespans. Song Yu had heard 009 mention this, but he didn't expect Lu Xiu to give him half of his time, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Don't worry, when you reach a certain age, you can do missions, and there will be a lifespan option in the missions." Lu Xiu's voice was gentle, "Don't be afraid, I'll be with you."

Song Yu's cheeks flushed.

The way Lu Xiu said sweet words in such a serious manner really made one want to hug him.

So in the end, Song Yu hugged him: "Then when you go to the small world, will you have no memory?"

"No."

"Then will you do some very perverted things?"

"That's hard to say."

Song Yu immediately suppressed his emotion, let go of him, and changed the subject: "Then I'll continue my postgraduate studies, and we'll talk about working again when I want to."

Lu Xiu hummed in agreement.

*

Song Yu quickly passed the re-examination and confirmed that he would pursue graduate studies at the same university.

After the re-examination, he had some free time.

The two discussed where to go, but it was peak tourist season, and Song Yu was feeling lazy and didn't want to go out. Lu Xiu suggested, "How about going to the Quick Transmigration Bureau?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment: "I can go too?"

Lu Xiu nodded: "Going? Do you want to see where I live?"

Song Yu nodded.

Soon, a black mist enveloped them, and the next second, Song Yu found himself in a magnificent golden palace.

God... seems very rich.

Song Yu's expression clearly conveyed this message.

Lu Xiu took his still-dazed lover's hand and walked into the palace through the main gate.

It was very large, with carved pillars and ancient paintings on the walls. It was hard to describe the style. Song Yu looked around and was finally led into the main god's bedroom.

Apart from being a bit larger, the main god's bedroom was no different from an ordinary person's.

There was a bed, a table and chairs, and a place to put clothes.

Song Yu stared at the upright photograph on the bedside table, surprised: "Is this you when you were little?"

The photo showed a little boy who looked only five or six years old, dressed in a magnificent feathered robe, with a very innocent expression.

"This was taken after I received the ritual to become the main god." Although Lu Xiu was the main god, he was only in his early twenties.

Song Yu was incredulous: "You became the main god at such a young age?"

Lu Xiu smiled: "No one inherited me, so I was forced into it."

"But you can't hire child labor..." Song Yu touched the photo, feeling that young Lu Xiu was both cute and pitiful.

Of course, he didn't know that Lu Xiu, who was only six years old at the time, had only been the main god for a few days when the person who granted him the position personally pushed him off the guillotine and back to the mortal world.

He just felt that children should grow up carefree.

Thinking about how Lu Xiu couldn't play freely when he was young, Song Yu felt a little disappointed, so he cautiously asked: "Actually, I was quite naughty when I was little, and my grandma often beat me."

"I also liked to raid bird nests."

Lu Xiu looked at the boy who was trying hard to dispel his gloomy mood: "Yeah, I was quite naughty."

But no one had the heart to beat him.

That adorable little dumpling only makes you want to shower him with the best things in the world.

And, raiding bird nests… he clearly begged to do it.

A slightly nostalgic expression appeared on Lu Xiu's face. Song Yu, thinking he was reminiscing about his childhood, suggested, "Are there any small worlds where you can go on vacation?"

Lu Xiu narrowed his eyes: "Want to go play in one?"

Song Yu nodded, hoping this would cheer Lu Xiu up.

"Let me see…" Lu Xiu called out to 009. Although the agreement was no longer in effect, 009 had developed muscle memory; as soon as the main god spoke, the AI ​​began to operate.

Soon, 009's mechanical voice echoed in the empty palace bedroom: [Currently, the only available vacation world designed to evoke childhood memories is a rural world.]

[However, vacation worlds are designed exclusively for couples. To increase romance, different scenes can be unlocked.]

Song Yu: "???"

How did a beautiful childhood suddenly turn into something strange?

But Lu Xiu seemed quite interested: "This one?"

Song Yu hesitated for a moment, not thinking too much, and 009 teleported the two of them to the vacation world.

009 waited outside for three days before releasing the two who had gone on a rural trip. The host, blushing and looking fierce, walked ahead, ignoring everyone.

The host… looked like he had pink eyelids.

It seemed he had been crying a lot inside.

009 glanced at the display board… Hmm… in just three days, they unlocked a cornfield, a heated kang bed, and a wooden tub for a romantic bath.

After that, Song Yu never suggested going on vacation to the small world again. The two returned to the human world, and Song Yu cultivated hobbies with Lu Xiu, planting flowers and making desserts together.

On graduation day, Song Yu wore his graduation gown and attended the ceremony. Afterward, he heard a familiar voice behind him: “Xiao Yu.”

Song Yu turned around, and Lu Xiu was walking towards him carrying a bouquet of flowers.

The boy, as cheerful as a little bird, ran over and jumped into his arms, complaining softly, "Why are you so late? We're almost done taking pictures."

"I waited until you finished taking pictures with your classmates and teachers before taking mine," Lu Xiu explained after thinking for a moment. "But I arrived quite early, it's not that I don't care."

The two had hardly ever argued in all the time they'd been together, the most they'd had was a little squabble over the man's possessiveness or... well, you know, but they'd make up in less than five minutes.

"Come here, I'll have my roommate take a picture."

Of Song Yu's roommates, Li Xun was the best at taking pictures, so Song Yu handed him his phone and pulled him to stand in front of the teaching building.

Lu Xiu leaned closer to Song Yu: "How about we go to a high school vacation little world, okay?"

"I wish I could go to school with you."

In high school, Lu Xiu probably couldn't do anything, but just in case, Song Yu didn't agree.

After Li Xun took the picture, he handed it to Song Yu. Actually, he felt that Song Yu's boyfriend had too much of an aura, so he didn't dare get too close.

Lu Xiu glanced at it: "Why did you take such a picture of me? Jealous?"

Li Xun: "...?"

It didn't seem so vicious after all.

Li Xun obediently took the phone from Song Yu's hand and took another picture of the two of them. Only then was Lu Xiu satisfied.

— Because at the moment the photo was taken, he kissed Song Yu on the cheek.

After taking photos and receiving their diplomas, most people said goodbye to the school. However, Song Yu didn't feel any sadness about parting, after all, he would be staying here for another three years.

"I prepared a surprise for you," Lu Xiu whispered in Song Yu's ear, "Happy graduation to our little Yu."

Song Yu's ears tingled from his deep, magnetic voice: "Thank you... brother."

He really couldn't say the word "husband" in public.

But just from saying "brother," Song Yu felt Lu Xiu's expression change, and his eyes darkened considerably.

It only lasted a few seconds, but he could clearly feel the change.

"What's wrong..." His eyelashes began to tremble.

"Nothing, let's go home."

Despite saying that, Lu Xiu's grip on his wrist was much stronger than usual.

They didn't talk much in the car.

Until the two returned to the garage, the roller door closed, and the inside was dimly lit.

Song Yu had a bad feeling. His innate instincts as a herbivore made his cheeks burn, and he subconsciously wanted to take off the graduation gown he had forgotten to take off.

But his hand was held down: "Don't take it off."

"But..." Song Yu looked up, startled by the intense emotion in the man's eyes, "You... um—"

The garage looked unusually quiet from the outside, but inside it was already a complete mess.

Song Yu's graduation gown was soaked through and filthy.

...

When he woke up, Song Yu found himself lying in his bed at home.

—In their newly bought house.

The bedroom was large, the bed was soft, and there was a bathtub with a massage function.

Song Yu got up and found something cold around his neck.

It was... a ring?

Had Lu Xiu proposed to him? But who would put a ring on a necklace and wear it around their neck when proposing?

The watch screen next to him suddenly lit up.

Song Yu leaned closer.

【This isn't a ring.】

【This is the lifeblood of God.】

【This thing is very important; it's like he's entrusting his soul to you.】

Song Yu was stunned.

He stared down at the ring. It

was a very narrow, plain band, with a small cat carved inside with incredible skill.

Only Lu Xiu would joke about something so valuable.

Song Yu nuzzled his face against the kitten, carefully tucking the ring into his clothes.

*

Summer vacation was approaching.

Although the graduate students at this university had been requisitioned by their advisors in advance, they still had a vacation.

The weather was too hot, and Song Yu spent his days lounging lazily on the sofa, a piece of fruit Lu Xiu had just given him in his mouth.

The air conditioning made the entire living room even drier.

Song Yu touched his cheek uncomfortably, lay down on Lu Xiu's lap, and complained softly, "Summers weren't this hot before."

At least in his childhood, summers were dirty and dazzling, but also cool and refreshing.

Lu Xiu helped him tidy his stray hairs: "Shall we go to where you used to live?"

Song Yu immediately agreed, not minding the heat outside, even with sweat dripping from his nose, he still helped pack the luggage.

Lu Xiu gave him a little work, and he quickly finished packing himself. After living in the human world for several years, he was used to not using magic and could pack efficiently at normal speed.

Song Yu's grandmother's house was in the countryside, in a small village that wasn't too remote.

It was probably summer vacation, and the students had all returned, making the village quite lively. The two cleaned the old house and set up a tent in the vegetable garden in front of it.

Lu Xiu said he would take him to see the stars.

Song Yu had always thought stargazing was very interesting. As night fell and the village quieted down, Song Yu listened to 009 snoring in the tent and chuckled.

009 had reverted to its canine nature as soon as it arrived in the village, having played wildly in the fields all day and now sleeping soundly from exhaustion.

Song Yu patted Lu Xiu's arm: "Get me the scissors."

He then pointed to 009's tail: "It's full of burrs. "

Lu Xiu nodded and was about to get up.

Song Yu reminded him: "The scissors are—"

Lu Xiu: "In a drawer in the kitchen, I know."

Song Yu froze. When Lu Xiu returned, he took the scissors and, while trimming burrs for 009, asked: "You seem very familiar with this place."

Of course he was.

Lu Xiu's gaze fell on a small path not far away.

That day, he had perished in the mortal world, landing in this dilapidated village.

He was covered in blood, his face deathly pale, immobilized by a spell.

Rain poured down on him, making him look utterly wretched.

Adults avoided him, pulling their children away and telling them to leave the little beggar alone.

The rain continued for two days without stopping.

Lu Xiu's body was completely cold; he felt neither hunger nor the chill of the rain, and even felt warmth.

Warmth… Lu Xiu suddenly opened his eyes and found someone beside him.

He was holding a hot water bottle, and an umbrella was above his head.

A fair-skinned, soft, pretty, and clean child was staring at him: "Are you very hungry? What's your name?"

Lu Xiu noticed the umbrella was covering his own head, and half of the child's shoulder was wet.

"Want to come to my house for dinner? My grandma cooks very well."

The child's soft, sweet voice warmed Lu Xiu's blood again.

Later, the child, thinking he couldn't speak, showed no disgust at his filth and took his hand, wanting to lead him home.

…

He was the little beggar brought home by Song Yu.

And also the later-recovered god.

However, all his memories of the human world had been erased.

Song Yu didn't remember him; she only thought of him as a large dog her neighbor owned.

"Have we met?" Song Yu's voice pulled Lu Xiu back to reality.

The man looked into those clear eyes.

"Yes, we've met."

They had met long ago.

On a cold, rainy night.

He met that tiny deity running towards him.

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