God's Palette

"Oh, according to your script... I'm going to Xia's house on the first night?" Xia Xun took a breath and regained some energy.Although the feeling of soreness and weakness hits the whole body, but the mind is very clear, "Will you start a happy life in the bewilderment of that family?"

"It's about the same... But then you also went and met my viewing needs, so I have nothing to complain about."

This is the illusion that Xia Xun felt.

Wealth, status, a good and luxurious life, and the unconditional love of many people.Xia Xun closed his eyes again, and had to admit that all of this was very charming, but there was also a layer of lingering illusion.It’s easy to understand now, it’s all arranged by God, that’s all.

Presumably, she herself is the same.

Xia Xun sighed a little, but then thought of the path he had taken.

"Then you arranged for Mian Yu to adopt me, is it a temporary addition, or a simple branch route?" Her voice was full of depression, "Or, you want to see many girls robbing Xia Xun's scene, so you let Mian Yu played?"

With the blue sky as the background, the soap bubble hanging directly above Xia Xun shook in denial.It moves to the left and then to the right, and every time it moves periodically, there is a word "no" hidden in it.

Then, facing Xia Xun's disappointed face——

"Sometimes the writer gets the story right, only to be picked on by big-name actors who do what they want."

"……What's the meaning?"

"From the very beginning, the heroine I hired after so much pains, you didn't like my script at all. So, you ran out by yourself and met that girl. It wasn't arranged by me, it was just pure... ...an encounter that belongs to you humans."

In an instant, all the fatigue just now disappeared.The energy that came out of nowhere supported Xia Xun to sit up from the floor, and then stared straight at the God of Soap Bubbles: "Really... it wasn't arranged by you?"

"Well, Mian Yu has a complete theocracy. Even if you let me interfere, change her mind, fall in love with someone else, live another life, it is basically impossible to do it. Regarding this point, you should Do you still have an impression?"

The God of Soap Bubble finished speaking in a very regretful tone, and continued.

"When I arranged that family for you and bestowed unconditional love on you, you also tried to make them forget you and resist my love...then what was the result?"

Xia Xun looked embarrassed. She still remembered that she was taken to a very high-end restaurant by Xia's family for a delicious meal, intending to make everyone forget about herself, and then the Bawang Restaurant left and made a clean break. In the end, she continued to be her Xia Lisu.

Maybe there will be some small influence, but in the soap opera script of the Creator, the bunch of vulgar characters were not distributed to Mian Yu.

The Creator said softly in a boring tone full of regret: "I have hid myself in the farthest corner of the world, and have been living alone in a lonely cocoon... But you, you have not been in this world for twenty-four hours, and you are still alive." You can really find someone's place, knock on the door, and soak her in your hands."

"I've won the award, I've won the award..."

With a soft snort, the God of Soap Bubbles whispered: "Maybe, everything I said before was a lie to you. The truth is that I don't love you at all. Or, in fact, you are the creator, and you sealed the memory in order to experience life , I'm just a poor little wretch working for you...but that girl named Mian Yu loves you, it's the truth."

Time froze for a few seconds.

When the sun fell back to the ground, Xia Xun also lay down.

The floor that had been warmed with body heat just now still had warmth.

She closed her eyelids again, meditating in the blurred sense of light.

In this life that has been edited, bound, and played with, the girl Mian Yu is probably the only truth that his hands can have——Xia Xun kept this in mind.

The untimely question of the god of soap bubbles popped up again: "How, after collecting all the colors, do you want to inherit my position properly? For example, if you become a god, you can freely hang out with the person you like , go anywhere freely, and you can also catch a few innocent humans to play with like me."

Once again - the Creator tried to pass on divine authority.Its voice sounded contradictory, as if it was teasing a loved one, but also as if it was too serious.But no matter what this deep-minded guy thinks, Xia Xun actually already has the answer.

As leisurely as a white cloud, she opened her eyes, crossed her legs, first took a long breath, and touched the floor with her hands.

Under the unfathomable thickness of building materials, Mian Yu, who was tortured miserably this morning—was up?With such fantasies in mind, she laughed in a clear voice without haze.

"Creator, maybe you can't understand, but I think the length of life is actually pretty good. For decades, you can fall in love vigorously, get bored, and then reconcile, and then live as plain as water. A little bit of running in, a little bit of watching With each other aging, and finally a frank and painful parting of life and death."

"Better than eternal life?"

"Aren't you tired of immortality yourself?"

"Maybe... it's just that I haven't met someone I love, and I don't have love as a mediation?"

Xia Xun laughed happily several times, and then said in a friendly tone: "Then use your unlimited time to meet someone. Maybe in any parallel world, there is another soap bubble hidden. Waiting to meet you. As for the authority of God..."

She picked up the camera on her body, and the feel of the non-slip leatherette was more familiar than anything else.

"I love this world deeply... But, I just want to be a spectator and a recorder, not a creator. Please continue to create better things and let me have fun."

Standing up and brushing off the dust, she took steps in the wind and raised her hand to bid farewell to the Creator behind her without looking back.

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Chapter 325 Deposit

The sunlight gushing out from the door began to narrow along with the sound of "squeak" - that was the sound of Xia Xun closing the door.The door of the roof was completely closed by her, and only some light could faintly shine through the gap.

After locking it, which was still jerky, Xia Xun went down step by step in the dim corridor.As long as she walked through the sixteen steps, she could see her own gate—but she walked very slowly.Although there are also reasons why she spent a lot of energy trying to kill the gods before, but the most important thing is that she has something on her mind.

All kinds of thoughts wrapped around Xia Xun's feet and blunted it.

No way, I had an unprecedented conversation with the Creator, and I heard so many strange things in exchange - no one would be successful.Even if Xia Xun had acted chicly before and declined the invitation to inherit the divine power, it was impossible for him not to waver.

But what troubled Xia Xun was not only the illusory issue of theocracy - but also the reality.

The reality about Sleeping Feather.

"..."

Amidst the lukewarm thoughts of hesitating, she took out her mobile phone, and there was something she wanted to know.The light from the screen illuminated the darker corridor the further you went down.Her fingers fluttered, searching for all kinds of things.