"Knock~Knock~"

The bells of the church, sacred and solemn.

The snow-white castle-like building looks a little indifferent.

The sky was not very beautiful, it was already close to noon, but the church was not very bright, and the sparse sunlight through the window collapsed weakly on the ground.

A cold air that seeped into people's clothes and drilled deeper.

California's winters are so cold and damp, and it's not as warm as Los Angeles.

Since it wasn't Sunday or Mass, there weren't many people in the church, and in such a cold weather, few people were willing to go out, so there were only a few bored visitors in the church.

They were all basking in the sun under the windows and taking pictures.

After all, this is a church, and even if the winter sun is not very warm, bathing in the sun will still give you a feeling of healing.

Especially the windows are so gorgeous and beautiful, if you add a selfie, it will be even better.

They laugh happily and enjoy a carefree time with nothing to do.

It's nice to have no burden in your heart.

Pani thought so, looking at them with a light of envy in his eyes.

Then, the light slowly faded again.

The smiling eyes that were originally full of charm have lost their vitality at this time, and there is only suffering and worry.

She withdrew her gaze and looked down at her hands.

It was a pair of beautiful hands, slender and delicate, with creamy skin, and the nails were full of beautiful patterns and colors.

If it were someone else, maybe you would be fascinated by these hands, or even tickled.

However, the person watching at this time was herself.

It's strange that no matter how narcissistic people are, they won't keep staring at their hands, but she keeps staring.

Of course, there was a reason for this, and the reason was very simple, she didn't dare to look up.

Isn't that weird? No, it's not.

She was sitting on a pewle in the church at this time, and her lord was on a high place at this time.

Yes, she is a Christian, and she has committed the unpardonable sin, so she came here to repent.

Actually, it's not repentance.

After all, she has committed this crime for a long time, and if she wanted to repent, she should have come a long time ago, and she didn't need to come to repent so many years later.

She was just confused and didn't understand.

I don't understand why what I do is sinful in the doctrine.

I don't understand why the Lord who loves the world can't tolerate her.

I don't understand why my father, who is usually kind, is so angry that he never wants to see her again.

Obviously, she didn't do anything hurtful.

It's just that I like someone.

"Kid, you seem to need help. ”

A chubby black female pastor approached Parney, her face full of concern, she reached out and tried to touch her face, but she didn't dare to touch it.

Pani shook his head and whispered, "I'm fine, thank you." ”

She rarely spoke in such a low voice, in fact, she didn't want to speak so quietly at all, she wanted to smile brightly and express her gratitude.

If there was no injury on her left cheek.

Yes, hurt.

On her originally beautiful face, a red slap mark was extremely glaring, and even a little purple, as if the flesh on her cheeks had died.

The corners of the mouth were broken, and there was still blood remaining.

This is by no means an ordinary slap in the face.

"Kid, you wait. ”

"Wait, I..."

The priest turned and walked away, as if to get something, and Parney didn't want to trouble her, but as soon as her mouth opened wider, she felt the wound at the corner of her mouth hurt heartwarmly.

She covered the corners of her mouth, so painful that she couldn't say anything.

After a while, the priest trotted over with a small box, and she squatted on the ground to open the box, took out cotton swabs and iodine water, and tried to clean her wounds.

"Take your hands off and let me see. ”

Looking at the pastor's concerned eyes, Pani's tears suddenly flowed.

"Good boy, don't cry. The priest patted her head softly in distress.

It took a while for Parney to calm down, sobbing and letting go of his hand.

The priest immediately stood up and carefully tended to her wounds.

"I'm sorry, Pastor..."

Parney looked up at the priest and suddenly burst into tears again.

"Why?" the priest was puzzled, but his hand movements were not slackened.

"Pastor, I'm not the good girl you think, I... I love her. ”

In English, no one confuses him with her.

The priest's hand paused.

———— world, sometimes full of malice————

Long-distance relationships are always very difficult, and the partner who can't be by your side is almost the same as not.

After shooting the album cover, Sika returned home in his agent's car.

After saying goodbye to the agent, she pushed the door into the house, prepared to take a shower, and lay on the sofa to make phone porridge with Luoyang.

But as soon as she opened the door, she felt that something was wrong.

On the sofa in the living room, there was a mass of things that looked like a person.

Jessica quietly picked up the steel pipe that had been placed behind the door.

It was when Luoyang's superpowers had not disappeared, and the alloy steel pipes made of alchemy were hard and lightweight, and there were a few in each home, just in case.

Now, it's time for it to come in handy.

Holding the steel pipe in both hands, Jessica quietly approached, carefully examined the person on the couch, and then showed a speechless expression.

"Ah, Kim Tae-yeon, why are you sleeping on my couch?"

The man on the couch was startled and woke up from his sleep, his body squirming and trying to sit up.

As soon as Jessica turned on the light, the entire living room lit up, and on the sofa, Kim Taeyeon's whole person shrunk into a ball of hairballs, with only a small head sticking out.

He looked haggard, his lips were white, and his eyes were red.

was originally cheerful with a little melancholy in his eyes, but at this time there was only melancholy left.

Jessica was startled, and quickly went to the side to pour water for her, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Sika. ”

Taeyeon spoke, her voice a little hoarse, as low as if it came from a cave: "Luoyang is a superpower." ”

"What's wrong?" Jessica stepped forward and handed her the water.

She took a sip of the water and asked with a vacant look in her eyes, "Don't you have that kind of superpower that can change people's minds?"

Jessica shook her head and said, "He doesn't have superpowers anymore, and now he's just an ordinary person, even if he does, who do you want him to deal with?"

Taeyeon held the quilt in her hand, her eyes were complicated, and after a while, she said, "Deal with my parents." ”

"Oh touch—" Jessica sat down next to her, put her arm around her, stroked her head, and asked, "What are you doing with your parents?

"I told them, everything. Taeyeon lay on Jessica's shoulder, biting her chapped lip and holding back tears.

Jessica sighed helplessly and helped her comb her hair: "What did you say?"

"Say I like Pani. ”

"Oh my god..."Jessica rolled her eyes and said, "Who in the whole world doesn't know what you like..."

Jessica reacted suddenly, looked at Taeyeon cautiously, and asked, "You told them to come out?"

Taeyeon choked up, unable to speak, her eyes reddened, and tears had begun to roll in her eyes.

Jessica asked again, "What did they say?"

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Taeyeon hugged Jessica and sobbed.

Tears speak for themselves.

Jessica was a little annoyed, "Where's Pani? Don't you say every day that you're the favorite in the world?

Taeyeon shook her head and choked up and said, "America, I'm going to find her father, we're okay, but, now, I don't dare... I didn't dare to call her and ask her. ”

Jessica was silent.