He really didn't expect that the ordinary high school student in front of him would say such words and have such mature thoughts...
Only then did he realize how ridiculous his previous behavior of trying to arouse the common secondary and passionate psychology of young men was.
Lin Qiye is not an ordinary high school student.
Lin Qiye stood up and walked straight to the door. He hesitated for a moment and stopped.
"Thank you for telling me so many things. I will sign the confidentiality agreement."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked out.
This time, Zhao Kongcheng just sat silently by the bed and stood up slightly, as if he wanted to hold him. After a brief pause, he sat back feebly.
He knew what this boy meant, and he also knew that he had the mission of bringing this boy back, but...
He can't do it.
…
"Xiaoqi, you're finally back? Why aren't you wearing your school uniform today?"
"Auntie, I got up in a hurry this morning and forgot to put on my clothes."
"You kid...won't the teacher scold you if you don't wear school uniform?"
"I just said a few words, it's okay."
"Hey, Xiaoqi, you have just transferred to a new school. You can't leave a bad impression on the teacher. You have to be more careful in your work."
"I know, aunt."
"How are you getting along with your classmates at school? They don't exclude you, do they?"
"No, we get along very well. They even gave me a ride home and I gave them a ride."
"That's good, that's good."
"I'm going back to my room, aunt."
"Well, go to bed early."
Boom——!
Lin Qiye closed the door, lay on his back on the bed, looked out the window at the night, and let out a long sigh.
This world is much more complicated than he imagined...
However, this has nothing to do with him.
After resting for a while, Lin Qiye sat up and just started to take off his clothes when a hard object fell out of his pocket.
Bang, bang, bang!
Lin Qiye lowered his head and picked up the thing, doubts appearing on his brows.
This is a metal ornament, like a coat of arms, which is slightly larger than a dollar coin. I don’t know what kind of material it is made of. It exudes a faint coolness after receiving it.
On the front of this coat of arms, two straight knives are intertwined, the blades emit a light blue shimmer, and the background behind the knives is a night sky dotted with stars. The workmanship is extremely exquisite!
Below the pattern, three small characters "Zhao Kongcheng" are engraved.
"This is..." Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly.
Lin Qiye recalled that when Zhao Kongcheng was dragging him to the hotel just now, he seemed to have touched his pocket.
Did he lose it accidentally?
Lin Qiye fiddled with the coat of arms, turned it over, and engraved a few lines of small characters on the back.
"If the dark night ends,
I will stand before thousands of people,
The horizontal sword is directed toward the abyss,
The sky is stained with blood!"
"What a spirit... Is this written by Zhao Kongcheng himself? Or is it the instructions of their night watchmen?" Lin Qiye murmured to himself, "Looking at him, he looks so dull, he doesn't look like someone who can write such words...
…"
After playing with it for a while, Lin Qiye put it on the table, changed his clothes and climbed into bed.
Tonight, he still has very important things to do.
He closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into the mental hospital of the gods in his mind.
At this moment, in the small courtyard of the mental hospital, Nicks was sitting on a rocking chair holding a bunch of bottles and cans, seeming to be muttering something, with a smile appearing on his lips from time to time.
If you ignore the turbidity in her eyes and the strange things in her arms, and just rely on the noble temperament exuded by her movements, this will definitely be a beautiful picture.
Not long after, Lin Qiye, wearing a white coat, walked slowly over.
In order to better assume the role of a psychiatrist, Lin Qiye specially found a white coat in the dean's office and even put on a pair of plain glasses on his collar.
At first glance, it does seem like that.
Lin Qiye walked to the rocking chair, silently stared at Nyx's cloudy and dull eyes, and sighed softly.
Judging from the mythological classics he read, Nyx is indeed one of the oldest and most powerful gods in Greek mythology, with top status and power.
But compared with other gods, she has one biggest characteristic...
Love giving birth!
According to Lin Qiye's statistics, there are at least twenty children of Nyx, including the famous God of Death Thanatus, God of Sleep Hypnos, as well as the God of Space, the Goddess of Fate, the God of Doom, etc...
Except for a very few, most of Nyx's children are evil gods. They have brought disaster to the world after they were born, and many of them have met tragic ends.
Lin Qiye was unable to obtain more detailed information about the goddess of the night from the fragments of mythical stories, but he speculated that Nyx's current condition may be related to her descendants.
The doctor at Sunshine Psychiatric Hospital said that there was a male patient who missed his wife so much that he fantasized about her being by his side. Is this the same with Nicks' illness?
Because she misses her children so much that she thinks those bottles and jars are her children?
But what happened to her heir? That caused Nyx to react so violently?
And as an ancient god with divinity, can she really have such strong emotions? Or...before she got sick, she was taken away from her divine body and deprived of her divine head?
Lin Qiye didn't know.
"Hypnos, don't worry, your brother will be back soon, he was just having fun for a while...
This kid Thanados has been causing trouble since he was a child. When he comes back, we must teach him a lesson!"
Nyx stroked the vase in his hand and stared blankly into the distance, a hint of hope appeared in his eyes, and then became cloudy again.
She paused, and her hoarse voice trembled slightly:
"Can……
It's been three thousand years, why hasn't he come back yet..."
Lin Qiye looked at this scene, and for some reason, he felt sour in his heart.
Who would have thought that the once aloof goddess of the night would now be so helpless and humble.
She is the goddess of the night and a mother waiting for the return of her child.
"If you want to cure her disease, you must start from the root cause..." The doctor's words echoed in Lin Qiye's mind again. He lowered his head and thought hard.
The root cause... The root cause of Nyx's illness lies in the child she lost.
If you want to cure her, you can only start with her children, but you must know that her children are all famous Greek gods. It is impossible for me to find them one by one and bring them to Nyx, right?
But it was unknown to Lin Qiye whether they were brought to this world by the mist, so where could they find so many gods?
Even if he finds it, will those evil gods really follow him obediently?
Lin Qiye frowned and thought, and at this moment, a flash of light flashed through his mind!
Maybe...this will work?
Lin Qiye stood up and stared at Nicks tangledly for a long time before finally making up his mind and taking a step forward.
In Nyx's dull eyes, Lin Qiye walked to her step by step...
Squat down gently,
Stretch out your arms and hug Nicks,
Whisper in her ear:
"Mother, I'm back."
At this moment, Nyx's eyes suddenly glowed with an unprecedented look!!
She stretched out her hands tremblingly and hugged Lin Qiye tightly. After a long time, she tremblingly said a complete sentence: