Fan Wujiu was about to go downstairs when the door of 202 suddenly opened, Venus looked at him with his arms crossed: "Want to come in for a drink?"

202 Indoor, living room.

Venus filled Fan Wujiu with a glass of wine: "The wine made by Dionysus, the god of wine, can't even be drunk by the gods of Mount Olympus. I can't finish drinking it here. Today It's cheaper for you."

Fan Wujiu asked, "Why are you so drunk that you can't finish it?"

Venus said: "He was my former lover and gave me the entire wine cellar when we were together."

Fan Wujiu raised his glass and drank: "Is he Cupid's father?" After being a neighbor for a while, he has been able to accept the fact that Greek gods can be boys.

"Of course not, the time doesn't match. I don't know who Cupid's father is." Venus counted with his hands open. "At that time, Adonis and I..." He paused, then continued to count. , "Hephaestus, Ares, and Hermes have all been related..."

Fan Wujiu spit out a mouthful of wine: "Pfft—"

He wiped his lips: "Sorry, I'm sorry."

Venus looked at him and said bluntly: "So I don't understand, it's such an easy thing to go to bed, why are you and Bai Wuchang so slow?"

What else is missing? In terms of internal factors, they are already in love with each other, and they just need to clarify. In terms of external factors, the golden arrow of love has helped them pierce the last layer of window paper. The time and place are right and people are ready, and the pair still maintain a pure relationship, and they feel more alienated from their relationship.

Which part is the problem? Venus was puzzled. As the god of love, he really wanted to study this love issue thoroughly.

Fan Wujiu's face suddenly turned red.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have any alcohol in his mouth now, I'm afraid he would have to spray again now.

The god of love in the West is also too unrestrained.

Fan Wujiu asked, "I want to ask, do you love them?"

Fan Wujiu felt that only people who are in love with each other can do the most intimate things. If there is a child, it must be the crystallization of love. But Venus doesn't seem to be like this. He doesn't even know who the child's father is because he steps on multiple boats.

"Of course I love them," Venus said of course. "I love each of them. I can have a whole garden of roses, so why pick just one?"

Fan Wujiu said euphemistically, "Wouldn't this be unethical?"

"Where is it immoral? I have countless lovers, and they have countless lovers. We are each one of the countless roses picked by each other. We are happy to smell the fragrance for a while, but we will not stop for it, and will always run to the next one. Duo." Venus obviously didn't care.

Understood, when Neptune meets Neptune, it's more waves than anyone else, as long as they're all scumbags, they won't be hurt.

Fan Wujiu felt as if he understood, but he still felt incredible.

An infatuated lover like him who has devoted himself to Xie Bi'an for a thousand years and has not changed before or after his death is doomed to not understand Venus's love of seeing one and loving one another. There seems to be no love, just lust.

He shook his head: "So you have countless lovers, but no one lover. From the very beginning, you have encountered a mature and blooming rose garden, you can pass through a hundred flowers, and the leaves will not touch your body, not for any flower. nostalgia."

"But what I met at the beginning was just a seed, and only this one." Fan Wujiu's tone was serious.

"I met it very early, and I have been taking good care of it, watching it take root and sprout, grow branches and leaves, and are ready to bloom. I take care of it from the wind and rain, and worry that it will wither and die. I only love it and cherish it, never Other flowers come into my eyes, so when it blooms—"

"I didn't dare to pick it, even smelling its floral fragrance made me cautious."

Because he cherished it so much, he didn't even dare to pick it, for fear that if he accidentally withered the flower, he would never be able to appreciate that flower again.

He has never stepped into a rose garden, the only one is gone, and the world is barren from now on. He didn't dare to gamble.

Venus asked: "What if one day you meet a flower that is more beautiful than it?"

Fan Wujiu drank the wine in the cup: "Each flower is in each eye, I only have this one in my eyes, and I won't meet the second one again."

Even if it is objectively more beautiful than his flower, he subjectively thinks that his flower is the most beautiful, so in his eyes, there will never be a more beautiful flower than the first one. He had already told Xie Bian.

Venus wanted to own the whole garden of roses, and Fan Wujiu just wanted to drink a scoop of weak water.

Venus thought thoughtfully: "Is this love..."

Fan Wujiao thought that Venus was the god of love, so maybe he could ask him about his confusion in love, because it was obvious that he and Xie Bian were currently in emotional trouble. But now he doesn't think it's necessary, Venus doesn't seem to understand love himself.

"Excuse me, farewell." Fan Wujiu put down his glass and felt that there was no need to stay any longer, "Thank you for your hospitality." He got up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, take all these wines." Venus stopped him.

Venus is not nostalgic when he brings these wines, it is just for fun. But if the pervert came over and found that he escaped and still remembered to bring the wine from his old lover, he might force him to drink it all to make him nauseous, and then he would vomit physiologically when he saw the god of wine.

That pervert can definitely do it.

He doesn't dare to go out now, and the evidence can only be handed over to the neighbors to destroy.

Fan Wujiu said, "Xiaobai doesn't like the smell of wine, so I won't bring the wine."

Venus folded his hands together: "You can do whatever you want, you can throw it away, please take it away."

Fan Wujiu: "...Okay."

"Black and impermanent." Venus finally reminded, "The rose that you took care of may not be unwilling to be picked by you, and maybe you are looking forward to picking it."

Fan Wujiu held the wine jar for a while and almost broke it.

After Fan Wujiu left, Venusto rubbed his cheeks and said to himself, "He really cherishes Bai Wuchang."