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Mo Li knew that the situation in Ereshkigal had something to do with him, but more of the reasons came from himself.

Ereshkigal is a goddess with low self-esteem.

From the very beginning of life, anyone who encounters someone who is more eye-catching, more favored, or even better in every aspect, who can be said to have completely surpassed themselves, will easily become inferior. .

Not to mention, this being who is completely beyond himself is his family.

However, Mo Li knew that the crux of the problem in Ereshkigal was not even about contrast.

Because the questions asked by this goddess are only "Who is better?" rather than "Who do you like more?".

If you don't already have a certain answer in your heart, who is willing to settle for the next best thing and ask questions that are less profound and more difficult to hurt?

Even though Ereshkigal was prepared to suffer a bloody blow from the very beginning.

Rather than answering Ereshkigal's superficial questions, Mo Li wanted to resolve her deep inferiority complex.

Moreover, the goddess's feelings also need to be responded to.

"Ishtar is a very proud, arrogant, crazy and even double-standard goddess." Mo Li thought for a while and expressed his opinion, "But no matter how you put it, she generally treats the people she recognizes. Good spirit.”

"What about you, Ali?" Ereshkigal couldn't help but ask after hearing this, "What do you think of her...?"

"Still insisting on moving forward even if you are rejected, in a sense, it is as troublesome as nougat." Mo Li said truthfully, "But from my personal point of view, although she always forces me a little, but I actually quite like her."

"In other words, even if someone has no idea about love, if they encounter a goddess who is proud to the core and pursues her persistently, as long as they don't hate the other person from the bottom of their hearts, they will involuntarily develop some good feelings for her."

"Not to mention, her dedication and courtship, although domineering, still maintain a good sense of proportion, which is really hard not to like."

Mo Li smiled from the bottom of his heart: "At least, that's what I do."

Ereshkigal's face turned pale, and his eyes immediately dimmed a lot.

Just as Mo Li had thought before, the moment Ereshkigal asked the question, he vaguely had some answers in his mind.

For this reason, she imagined many possible scenes in her mind, and she was even prepared for how to deal with them.

But even after all the preparations, after getting the expected answer, her heart still inevitably ached.

All this happened too quickly and too abruptly, like an operation: the attending doctor simply informed her of the treatment methods, started anesthesia without saying a word, and then opened her body when she was unconscious, and accurately cut out the lesions. Next, quickly sew up the wound.Whether it's efficiency, speed, or process, it's perfect.

But no matter how perfect the operation was, after the anesthesia wore off, the remaining pain would be like a hyena smelling fishy smell, constantly running towards her, ruthlessly reminding her of what she had encountered, until she was completely healed or died.

Now, the patient's anesthetic has been exhausted, and the suppressed emotions in her heart are rushing out. They ruthlessly defeated all the defense lines she had set up, tearing open the wounds and biting off the flesh and blood, just to tell her one thing -

You lost, completely.

After all, you will fall in love with the young man in front of you from the beginning, and it is because you saw in your clairvoyance that after he interacted with the goddess, he did not stick to the distinction between humans and gods, and was able to sincerely open up his heart and support each other. I feel envious and just want to share some warmth.

How can a person who doesn't even have the courage to fight for something be better than someone who dares to fight for something?

"That's right...that's right. People like me who stand still can't compare to Ishtar..."

Ereshkigal smiled bitterly, and the dignity of the goddess prompted her to gently pull away the hand holding her sweetheart.

As the last dignity of a goddess, she should at least give herself a decent exit.

However, Ereshkigal failed to pull away his hand.

Because Mo Li didn't let go.

"..." Ereshkigal was stunned and asked, "Why?"

"Why?" Mo Li asked, "You want to ask, why don't I let go?"

"Um..."

"Besides this, I have other questions I want to ask."

As if to vent his anger, Mo Li held Ereshkigal's hand hard, so hard that it even caused the goddess to feel some pain.

However, Ereshkigal had dignity after all, so she did not scream out, but endured the pain and looked at him.

"Does it hurt?"

"...kind of."

"I thought you would endure it and say it doesn't hurt."

"I don't want to lie..." Ereshkigal added softly, "At least...in front of you...I don't want to do this."

"Look, don't you also have the answer?" Mo Li said angrily, "You know the answer, why don't you tell me, Ailei?"

"Because..." Ereshkigal was silent for a moment and then said, "Because I don't want to look so incompetent in front of you..."

"So, you are used to taking the initiative to hit your head and bleed when you know you may be injured, and then choose to escape with peace of mind."

"Just like in mythology, he took the initiative to take over the position of Lord of the Underworld that other gods shunned. Just like now, even if he asks a question, he prepares the answer for himself in advance."

Facing Mo Li's pointed question, the mist in Ereshkigal's eyes became thicker. The pain in her body at this moment was far more serious than before.

"Yes...I am a god who is used to escaping from problems before they get out of hand...a gloomy...and twisted...and low self-esteem."

"That's true," Mo Li said, "You even feel a little sorry for yourself."

Listening to Mo Li's unabashed words, Ereshkigal's heart became even more painful.

If this was the trauma it took to let go of feelings, she was willing to bear it.

However, Ereshkigal, who was mentally prepared, did not wait for the pursuit that would leave him covered in bruises.

What she was waiting for was just a blow from the hand.

"pain--"

Ereshkigal felt a pain and looked at Mo Li in fear and confusion.

"Actually, I've been wanting to complain since just now." Mo Li asked from the bottom of his heart, "Ai Lei, have you read too many romance novels?"

"Eh?"

Faced with Mo Li's sudden question, Ereshkigal froze on the spot.

"Do you think of yourself as the heroine of some youth pain literature, or as the poor childhood sweetheart loser in a love story?"

"I haven't told you what I think of you yet. Why do you look like I've lost and you don't want to hear anything else? You just want to find a place to cry."

"Ai Lei, are you so unsure of yourself?"

Mo Li frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "You have such low self-esteem, you are simply looking down on yourself, and you are looking down on me."

"No...I didn't look down on A Li...it hurts——"

Ereshkigal was about to explain, but was struck by a knife once again, and could only stop speaking abruptly.

"When you look down on yourself, you already look down on me." Mo Li said seriously, "Because what you look down on is the goddess I like."

"Even if you're just being self-deprecating, I can't accept it."

"Eh? Eh? Eh? Eh?"

Listening to Mo Li's words, Ereshkigal screamed in disbelief like a broken machine.

"Hi, hey hey hey hey..." Ereshkigal pointed at himself in disbelief and asked, "Like it? Me?"

"Yes, I like Ailei."

"This, this, this..." Ereshkigal said, "This means that friends feel that way, or believers feel pain like that towards God -!"

Seeing that Ereshkigal chose to escape again, Mo Li couldn't help but strike again, and then corrected him: "It's men who like women."

"..."

Ereshkigal's face turned red and he fell into silence.

But her silence didn't last long.

Because, in order to prevent the mistress of the underworld from escaping again, the cruel killer chose to continue to hit her.

"Alei, I'm really angry with you."

"I'm just wondering, do you want to fall in love with me, or do you simply want to compete with Ishtar?"

"Obviously love is a matter between two people, why do you always pay attention to things other than this?"

"Even." Mo Li emphasized, "You didn't even ask me what kind of women I like from the beginning to the end."

Facing Mo Li's question, Ereshkigal was stunned.

She suddenly discovered that ever since she and Mo Li met, it seemed like... she had never asked this question.

Yes, love is obviously a matter between two people, why should we consider other competitors?

This obviously shouldn't be a competition from the beginning.

Thinking of this, Ereshkigal couldn't help but ask: "Then...then...Ali...what kind of women do you like?"

No, it’s really because I mentioned it that you knew to ask?

Do you know that a guy like you who keeps everything in his heart, who is afraid of showing his vulnerability in front of the person he likes, and who constantly puts distance between his heart and his heart, can only be used as a camera and side dish in some fields?

Although he felt like he was being good after getting a bargain, Mo Li still couldn't help complaining in his heart.

To be honest, if Ailei's current operation is placed in a stock trading comic, it is basically no different from that of a defeated dog.

If you want to classify the losing dog into a level, Mo Liyuan would call it a level that cannot be saved even by adding the ultimate winner tag of Green Plum from the Sky, and can only be won by surviving at the end.

But this is not a romance stock trading manga. Mo Li does like Ai Lei, and he has liked her since his previous life.

But because of this, Mo Li felt even more uncomfortable with Ailei's reaction.

Even now, he still likes Ai Lei more.

However, Ai Lei is really... like a piece of wood!

Even if Mo Li really liked Ai Lei, he was still a little tired.

There is no doubt that love is something that belongs to both parties and needs to be accepted and adapted.

In this regard, Mo Li chose to open his heart.

"If you had asked Ailei later, maybe you really wouldn't have to ask." After complaining, Mo Li replied, "In terms of strengths and weaknesses, I can't break it down."

"What I like is that I can be shy, lose my temper, occasionally be startled, or even lose my temper. It can be said that I am full of all kinds of shortcomings... but I am always willing to stand up at critical moments, and I am responsible and serious. girl."

"To be precise, I don't like people with tempers and shortcomings who need me to take care of them all the time." Mo Li said seriously, "Just because she is the person I like, her little tempers and shortcomings can be turned into cute ones." place."

"However, I hate people who keep things to themselves, or who hide everything in their hearts, or who just pass on part of themselves to the outside world. Because such people always need the other party to constantly accommodate, take care of, and bear more pressure. OK."

"No matter how much you like me, it will all be wasted when facing someone like this."

"Once, twice, ten times or a hundred times, it may be okay, but after a long time, you will get tired."

Having said this, Mo Li let go of his hand and said to Ereshkigal: "This is what I think."

"Well..." Ereshkigal lowered his head and asked in a voice as soft as a mosquito's groan, "Then, have I finished all these feelings now?"

Facing Ereshkigal's somewhat unconfident question, Mo Li replied with a smile: "I'm still willing to say it now, what do you think?"

Listening to Mo Li's almost correct narration, Ereshkigal's face became redder and redder, and his eyes became brighter and disgusted.

So much so that the water mist, which was dense with sadness and pain, gradually became colored with joy.

After being affirmed again, Ereshkigal felt unprecedented happiness,

Great.

It was really great to have the courage to hear it until the end, instead of running away early like before.

It's great to be favored and to be able to enjoy each other's feelings!

"A-Li..." The mistress of the underworld smiled stupidly as if she was drunk, "A-Li, I like you."

"Well, I like you too."

"Then..." the mistress of the underworld continued to say proactively, "can we date?"

"Well... it's not possible for now." Mo Li said, "At least, let's wait until Abi becomes an adult."

"Abi?" Ereshkigal looked forward, looking at the girl who was chatting and laughing with Ilya, and said with a smile, "The kid really likes Ali... He also needs a frontal stage. ..”

Perhaps it was because his feelings had finally burst after being suppressed for so long, Ereshkigal became bolder than ever before.

"Since I'm asked to wait...hehe...what about that, Ali...I want some reward for my patience..."

"Reward?" Facing Ereshkigal's rare act of coquettishness, Mo Li couldn't help but ask, "What reward do you want?"

"Well, that is to say...A Li, you don't really hate girls who take the initiative, right?"