Chapter 1623 You Are My Faith (35)

Cecia stood up again and weighed the fruit of good and evil in her hand with satisfaction.

One in each hand, you can take a bite at the same time.

The god was meditating, and she bent down slightly to look at him.

The beautiful green eyes reflected his gentle face without blinking.

As if thinking about whether to disturb him or not.

The god closed his eyes and remained motionless, still maintaining the same posture as before she left.

The aura on his body was warm, and even the Fruit of Good and Evil in his hand felt such a soft aura, glowing with luster.

Getting a little excited.

In the end, Angel Chesia gently held one of his fingers.

He pulled, but not with much force.

The god slowly opened his eyes, his warm eyes deep and calm.

He was neither happy nor angry at being disturbed from his meditative state.

Calmly looking at the returning Angel of Cecia, his eyes were as gentle as ever.

However, the held fingers were gently retracted.

Cecia took advantage.

"..." She blinked and looked at him steadily.

"Is something wrong? Cecia."

He asked calmly, his tone neither warm nor cold.

Cecia was silent for a moment, "It's okay...can't I come to you?"

The god looked at her quietly.

Cecia held the Fruit of Good and Evil, her eyelashes trembling.

He didn't say anything, but she seemed to already know the answer.

He started to become...

Became indifferent.

Cecia lowered her eyes and was quiet for a while.

She gently put down the Fruit of Good and Evil in her hand, lowered her head, and looked a little confused.

He opened his mouth, as if taking a deep breath, and said in a calm voice: "Why don't you ask me...why you came back?"

It's true that she likes freedom, but with him here, she...

How could you be willing to leave?

She sighed slightly in her heart, feeling somewhat calm.

She raised her eyes and met his gaze.

The voice was soft, as if... he wanted to confirm the answer again.

"Really, do you want me to leave?"

She slowly withdrew her hand and dropped it.

He quietly took a step back and distanced himself.

She looked into his eyes and looked at each word with seriousness.

"If that's what you expect, then I'll do it."

The god sat there calmly, his warm eyes slowly closing.

The eyes that were supposed to be gentle and tolerant towards the believers were now as cold as if they were mixed with frost.

He closed his eyes again and did not answer Cecilia's words.

The God who was originally extremely gentle to her is now...

Really a lot more indifferent.

Cecia stood there and waited for a long time.

She obviously didn't get an answer from him, but she seemed to have heard the answer.

She slowly lowered her head.

I laughed at myself, but I didn’t know what I was laughing at.

After laughing, she nodded, indicating that she understood.

You should leave obediently and never appear in front of him.

Cecia turned around and walked down the steps quietly and thoughtfully.

The ground was cold, and the temperature spread from the soles of my feet to the bottom of my heart, completely cold.

There was no emotion on Cecia's face, his back was turned, and he never looked back.

He pushed open the door of the temple and walked out.

The door of the temple was then closed mercilessly.

There was a heavy sound, like a hard blow to her heart.

It hurts a little.

Cecia lowered her eyes and clenched her lowered hands slightly.

The nose is a little sour.

The servants of God who were guarding outside the palace looked at her as she walked out of the gate and looked at each other.

Looking at Cecia, he stood there with his head lowered.

Frail and solitary.