Spring God Temple

"Chunchun, I'm sorry to trouble you to come with me this time. Go back now, your younger brothers must be getting impatient."

The Life Goddess spoke with a hint of apology.

She was supposed to wait until the Spring God Spring God Temple to visit his three younger brothers before coming to find him, but she was too anxious just now and dragged him along for such a long time.

"Good."

Wuma Xiu nodded and smiled gently at the Life Goddess, indicating that she didn't need to take it to heart.

After bidding farewell to the Life Goddess, he turned and flew towards the Spring God Temple.

"Spring~"

A voice that sounded strangely familiar to Wuma Xiu came from afar. Just as he was about to turn his head to look, a colorful figure rushed over like a cannonball, burying its head in his arms and turning into a soft, colorful ball of fluff, rubbing against his chest.

"Who are you?"

Wuma Xiu looked down at the colorful head in his arms and asked gently.

The other person looked up, their face, still slightly drunk, filled with disbelief, and their eyes were red.

"You don't even recognize me! I'm wine!"

God of Wine felt extremely wronged.

He flew aimlessly, when suddenly he sensed the aura of the Spring God and hurriedly ran over, only to find that the other party did not recognize him.

Wuma Xiu glanced at the face and realized it really was God of Wine.

But...

Wuma Xiu looked at the colorful ball of dough and asked in surprise:

What are you wearing?

Speaking of this outfit, God of Wine released Wuma Xiu, crossed his arms, and said arrogantly:

"This was personally dressed up for me by my confidante, the Goddess of Beauty. What do you think? Doesn't it look beautiful?"

Wuma Xiu looked over and saw a loose-fitting, short-sleeved, bubble-print shirt with irregular color blocking.

The left half is creamy yellow, the right half is light peach pink, and the round neck is surrounded by a circle of sky blue ruffled lace.

The hem of the dress is scattered with three-dimensional pom-poms in orange, mint green, and light blue.

High-waisted, loose-fitting, cropped, wide-leg overalls shorts.

Mid-calf slouchy cotton socks, the left sock is light blue with a pink star, the right sock is pale yellow with a green heart.

Round-toed, platform casual leather shoes.

The shoe body is divided into two colors, one side is light orange-red and the other is lime green.

He also wore a light-colored, short-brimmed fisherman's hat on his head, with a circle of thin ribbons in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple around the hat.

Wuma Xiu found that although there were many colors, they were actually quite cute after looking at them for a while. But somehow, with the Goddess of Beauty's arrangement, so many colors managed to create a sense of cuteness, and after looking at them for a long time, they actually seemed quite pleasing to the eye.

"It looks good," Wuma Xiu commented earnestly.

"Hehe, I knew it."

God of Wine, hands on his hips, said smugly, "I specially wore this outfit to show you after I knew you were awake."

The God of Wine and the god of Spring God had a very good relationship. So good that as soon as he heard that the Spring God had awakened, he immediately took out his most prized outfit and rushed over.

"Also, I'll tell you, I recently made a new friend..."

God of Wine's little mouth began to chatter on and on, from his new friends to the newly brewed wine, and then from the newly brewed wine to a particularly delicious snack on a certain planet, and he just couldn't stop.

The progress of Wuma Xiu's Spring God Temple was forced to stop again.

He wasn't in a hurry; he just listened, nodding occasionally and smiling slightly, providing ample emotional support to the other person.

After the other person finally finished speaking, God of Wine puffed out his cheeks and began to accuse someone of something else:

"Before, Mi and Xiu played games together without me. Mi said he had a lot of fun."

When God of Wine spoke of this, his lips tightened and his head drooped, clearly still resentful about being excluded from the game.

Such a fun activity and they didn't invite him? Is the other person even a close friend of his?

Before Wuma Xiu could offer any words of comfort, God of Wine laughed again, tugged at his brightly colored robes, and twirled around triumphantly.

"But later I went to Mei, and he made this one-of-a-kind dress for me, saying I was the most handsome guy in the world. For the sake of this dress, I reluctantly forgave him."

Wuma Xiu and God of Wine chatted as they flew, with God of Wine chattering incessantly, jumping from topic to topic without any logic.

Wuma Xiu listened patiently, occasionally responding with a few words, and sometimes his lips curled into a smile when he was amused.

As God of Wine spoke, he completely lost track of direction.

When he finally stopped talking and caught his breath, he looked up and saw the palace surrounded by flowers in front of him, as well as the three elegant characters on the palace gate.

--The Spring God Temple.

He was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had unknowingly followed Wuma Xiu here.

At other times, he would be happy to go in and sit for a while.

But now, even someone as oblivious as God of Wine knows that once he steps through this door, he will receive three pairs of disdainful looks that say, "Why are you still here? Why aren't you leaving?"

Summer God would simply send him away.

Autumn God will smile and dismiss you, but the smile won't reach your eyes.

And the Winter God...

The Winter God probably didn't even bother to glance at him, keeping his eyes fixed on the Spring God the whole time.

God of Wine could only give Wuma Xiu one last hug, and was about to say goodbye when he heard three voices behind him shouting in unison, "Let go of me!"

The sounds were a mixture of hot, warm, and cold.

Surprisingly harmonious and unified.

This is clearly the simultaneous speaking of the gods of Summer God, Autumn God, and Winter God.

--Oh no, that's bad.

God of Wine quickly released his grip, waved at Wuma Xiu, and before he could even finish saying goodbye, he transformed into a colorful streak of Flowing Light and vanished outside the Spring God Temple.

--I'm outta here.

When Summer God saw Wuma Xiu's figure in the distance, he rushed over like a blazing flame and hugged him tightly.

His body temperature was much higher than that of ordinary Gods; when I held him, it felt as if my whole body was enveloped in the summer sun.

"Brother, you're finally awake! I missed you so much."

Summer God's personality is as passionate as summer itself.

"Second brother, although I miss you just as much as you do, please don't hug me so tightly. What if it makes me feel uncomfortable?"

Autumn God was the second to arrive at Wuma Xiu's side. Unlike Summer God, he didn't pounce on him directly.

Instead, he reached out and pulled Summer God away from Wuma Xiu.

Wuma Xiu's eyes crinkled into a smile as he opened his arms and embraced Autumn God, gently patting him on the back.

Thank you for your concern, Qiu. Your brother misses you too.

A subtle smile played on Autumn God's lips as she reached out and hugged him back, burying her face in Wuma Xiu's shoulder.

The Winter God stood a few steps away, with an icy expression.

He neither approached nor spoke, but his eyes remained fixed on them.

Wuma Xiu raised his eyes, his gaze falling on the Winter God who was deliberately standing on the periphery. He reached out his hand to him and said:

"Dong, come here quickly, let your brother see you."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Winter God appeared in front of Wuma Xiu in an instant, as if he had been waiting for those words all along.