Why Did You Bring Me Here?
The Goddess of Beauty sat on Flowing Cloud, her face still covered by a red veil that fluttered gently in the wind, while the Love God, who had lost her mind, lay beside her.
The Flowing Light flashed across the sky and quickly disappeared.
The little Flower Tree remained rooted in place, its crown gazing upwards as it watched the golden streak of Flowing Light disappear into the distance, until even that wisp of light vanished into the clouds, before reluctantly lowering its crown.
It turned around and looked around at the Sea of Flowers swaying gently in the wind.
My cousin is still foolishly Sun under the tree on the left.
The neighboring tree on the right, which keeps stealing its water, has no idea what it's about to face.
And it is already a flowering tree that has been personally awakened to intelligence by the goddess of Goddess of Beauty, Flower Tree with a promising future.
The little Flower Tree shook off its abundant blossoms, pulled its roots out of the soil, and took its first step with great pride and stride.
From today onwards, this Sea of Flowers is in charge.
That afternoon, the little Flower Tree marked out its territory with its roots.
The tree on the left, a third-generation cousin, was moved to a sunnier slope. The neighbor on the right, who always stole its water, had its underground water flow blocked by its roots for three whole days, until the other tree drooped its crown in submission...
In just a few months, the entire Sea of Flowers became well-organized under the care of this intelligent little Flower Tree.
When should the flowers in a particular area bloom and when should they wither?
It decides which color of petals should cover which path.
A Flower Tree on the Perching Flower Star has become a spirit, a fact first discovered by a group of Interstellar travelers who came to visit.
While they were filming a holographic video by the Sea of Flowers, they watched as a Flower Tree pulled itself out of the soil, slowly walked along its roots to the stream, watered itself, and then slowly walked back to its original spot and replanted.
One of the travelers posted the holographic image on Star Network.
Initially, the comments section was filled with "Blogger, your special effects are pretty good," until more and more people made special trips to Perching Flower Star to witness firsthand how the Flower Tree used its roots to discipline the naughty children who tried to pluck the petals, and how it directed the entire Sea of Flowers to perform a synchronized wave of flowers for the sunset sightseeing group.
The doubts gradually subsided.
Instead, tourists flocked to the area.
The fame of Perching Flower Star is growing.
It only took a few short weeks for a planet to go from being a minor celebrity to a regular feature on the homepage of the Star Network travel channel.
When tourists ask about the origin of this Flower Tree will unfurl its abundant blossoms and use its branches to write characters in mid-air, stroke by stroke. It writes very slowly, shaking its crown after each character.
When the final sentence is completed, tourists often pause for a moment before exclaiming in unison.
"May the Goddess of Beauty bless me."
The words on the Flower Tree gleamed with a faint golden light in the setting sun.
I look forward to you taking human form soon.
Those who initially harbored ulterior motives immediately lost their spirits and abandoned their dark thoughts upon seeing this sentence.
This tree was once blessed by God.
That's right. Who but Gods could perform such a miracle?
Of course, these are all things that will happen later.
Back to the present.
The Flowing Clouds carried Wuma Xiu and the Love God of love, who was tightly bound by her own Red Thread, through the atmosphere of Perching Flower Star and flew all the way to the sky above the Love God Palace.
The temple is constructed entirely of light red crystals, which gleam with a warm rose-colored halo under the starlight, making it look like a pink Gemstone set in Sea of Stars from afar.
However, Wuma Xiu showed no intention of landing to visit. The Flowing Cloud hovered in front of the Love God Palace. He turned slightly to the side and raised his chin towards the Love God of love who was bound like a dumpling on the cloud.
"This is your territory, do whatever you want with it."
Before Love God could even process what those words meant, Wuma Xiu raised his leg and kicked him in the side.
He tumbled off the Flowing Clouds.
His eyes widened in disbelief, his pupils reflecting the figure sitting on the Flowing Clouds as it receded into the distance.
Wuma Xiu watched him fall with his eyes down. Then, the Flowing Clouds carried the Goddess of Beauty away without looking back, leaving a golden halo trailing further and further away in the Sea of Stars.
The Love God Palace is, after all, the domain of the Love God.
Countless Red Threads surged from the depths of the temple, like a vast red tide, rapidly flowing towards the falling figure in mid-air and catching him.
The Love God lay on a soft bed woven from Red Thread, her long hair disheveled, a corner of her light red robe draped over half of her body, looking utterly disheveled, and still bound by her own unruly Red Thread.
At this moment, the culprit that drove Love God to madness has vanished without a trace.
Love God looked down at the Red Thread threads still dutifully binding him and said:
"Now, let go of me."
The Red Thread slowly slid down from Love God's body and stood upright in front of him.
The thread droops low, and the body of the thread is slightly bent, looking rather pitiful.
Love God stared at it for a moment, then reached out to take it back, but the Red Thread pulled back half an inch and secretly tilted the end of the thread slightly in the direction where Goddess of Beauty had left.
Love God took a deep breath, then another.
This Red Thread is the main body of all the Red Thread; he cannot destroy it.
It must not be destroyed, it must not be destroyed.
Wuma Xiu lay on the Flowing Clouds, having already handed over the initiative of choice to the other party.
Wherever the drifting Flowing Clouds go, that's where he'll wander.
This Star Region is vast and boundless; he has seen countless landscapes, yet he never hesitates to see a few more.
"However, I'd like to meet some beauties or Gods I haven't encountered much before."
He doesn't want suitors, and he doesn't want those who blush and stutter when they see him. Ideally, he should be able to talk to him normally.
The Goddess of Beauty was used to seeing people and gods alike flocking to her, showering her with admiration, love, and obsession... These things came so easily that she couldn't even be bothered to accept them.
People tend to cherish things that are hard-won, and this principle applies to the Goddess of Beauty as well.
He could easily gain the admiration of countless gods and men, but this adoration was not what he desired. On the contrary, he cherished the simple friendship he shared with God of Wine.
I occasionally have a drink, and occasionally listen to music.
No need to be looked up to by anyone, nor to look up to anyone; like two drifting clouds that occasionally meet, then disperse again.
He'd be willing to have several relationships like that.
The Flowing Clouds heard his whisper, and whether they understood his thoughts or had their own plans, they carried him silently across the Milky Way, past several dazzling nebulae.
It finally stopped above a palace bathed in moonlight.
Wuma Xiu noticed that the Flowing Clouds had stopped, lazily rolled over, and glanced down.
My first thought was that this place looked somewhat familiar.
Silver-white palace walls, cool moonlight.
His second thought was far more than just familiarity; wasn't this the Moon God Palace where he resided when he was the Moon God?
"Flowing Cloud, why did you bring me here?"
The Goddess of Beauty poked the Flowing Cloud beneath her, leaving a shallow dent in the once soft cloud.
Then it quickly turned light pink.
It changed color, but didn't move.
It is pretending to be just a mindless cloud.