Bu Yanxi let out an obvious "oh", "I've only heard of the Holy Grace Cathedral on Changle Road before. ”

"The Cathedral of Holy Grace was built centuries ago, and it is said that there were miracles in the world, famous in the Far East, and this Catholic Church is not so famous, and it is normal that you don't know."

"But you know a lot." She couldn't help but look at him in amazement, "Is it possible...... Do you believe this? ”

"My mom was a devout believer, so I heard a little about it." He explained, pausing slightly, "But what do you mean by this surprised expression?" ”

The summer breeze swept through his ears, as if trying to touch his hair.

The light and shadow dappled fell between the leaves, the fluttering flakes and dust surrounded him, and the birds and cicadas chirped melodiously, as if composing an ode to him.

It was as if everything wanted to kiss him.

Bu Yanxi couldn't help but smile, "No, I just think it's incredible that words like god and faith come out of your mouth." ”

He stopped and asked curiously, "Why?" ”

Bu Yanxi smiled slightly, not planning to say the thoughts that sprung up at the moment, "Maybe it's because I don't believe in God." ”

"I didn't believe that before." He raised his head, letting the dappled light and shadow fall into his eyes, gurgling, "But, if I know you and no one is thankful, I would like to believe that all this is the help of the gods." ”

What gods, noble beliefs, are clearly fantasies born from the desolation.

There are red and painful dreams hidden in the ruins, and there are secrets that cannot be possessed in the dreams, and when you look at them, you are amazed by the people of your youth.

Bu Yanxi looked at him and smiled softly.

So, ah.

You are the best faith.

"Funny?" The boy looked at her with a slightly dissatisfied expression.

He confided in him so earnestly that she actually laughed at him in disgust.

"Not really." She stuck out her tongue playfully, "It's just your words, I don't know, I think you've been in love many times and you're very experienced." ”

"Some things don't require experience." Ming Yuyan lowered his head slightly, "With you, I have no teacher, it seems that I was born to like you." ”

The more he spoke, the smoother he became, straightforward and not greasy, her heart trembled, and the blood in her body seemed to be boiling against it.

"You're really good at coaxing girls." Bu Yanxi's heart was beating faster, but her expression was trying her best to be calm, and she joked half-jokingly, "If you lived in ancient times, you must be a playboy who attracts bees and butterflies." ”

Her expression has an ambiguous smile, which is extremely seductive.

Ming Yuyan's eyes flashed slightly, and she didn't speak, just took her hand and continued to walk.

Many years later, recalling this scene, Bu Yanxi still felt a little emotional, at that time, she was able to insist on walking for several hours without feeling tired, and her heart and eyes were full of happiness.

When Ming Yuyan sent her back to school, it was already dark.

Under the sunset and the chirping of cicadas, his beautiful fingers hooked her chin and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.

She looked up and saw the sky, the sun was setting, the colorful colors flowing, and a few gusts of wind blew, intermingling with his clear and pleasant smell, like a drunken dream.

After a long time, the force against her chin was released, and there was a gentle flash in his eyes, like a waterfowl spreading its wings and flying by, the water sparkling, and then returning to the depths of a secluded lake.

"There's something I want to clarify." He said slowly, "There is no ambiguity in my relationship, only likes and dislikes, so there is no such thing as attracting bees and butterflies as you say." Then he paused, and then continued, "I just want to coax you alone, Bu Yanxi." ”