Maybe I can't have a normal youth

Chapter 1 The White Church

where is this...

A huge high hall with a white dome.

This is... a church?

The building in front of me is spacious and bright, with four rows of long marble chairs scattered irregularly, but there are no holy images, no stained windows, no crosses around. It can be said that there is nothing but holy feelings and white buildings. It can be shown that this is a church, but Zhao Bai'an became more and more firm in his conjecture.

There was a soft light all around, and there was no obvious light source, which made it difficult for her to determine where the light came from, let alone whether it was sunlight or artificial light.

Everything around her made her feel unreal and illusory.

She looked down at her hands and clenched her fists repeatedly as if confirming their function.

Very good, it is indeed my own hand.

After confirming, she still stretched and clenched her fists repeatedly, and she still felt an illusory sense of powerlessness all over her body.The surroundings are too quiet, and among the five senses, only vision seems to be safe.

"Snapped-".Zhao Bai'an clapped both hands to ensure the presence of hearing.The beating sensation felt by her hands didn't seem to be comparable to the volume she heard. Rather than saying that the open environment increased the volume, it would be better to directly realize that her sense of touch had been reduced.It's as if wearing gloves and being covered with a film, the touch is so dull.

Even though she was wearing a white singlet and white shorts, she didn't feel cold at all standing barefoot on the ground.

The feeling on the skin is dull and dull.Touching one's own cheek is also a kind of numbness, like being injected with hyaluronic acid, and an unclear touch.

Why am I here?After repeatedly tossing and confirming the facts, everything returned to the most original question.

Look around, and almost everything in sight is marble white.A passive wind blew, strands of long hair fluttering in the wind.The brown chestnut hair is particularly conspicuous under the white dome.

Quiet, empty, alone.

A strange place, but extremely reassuring.

Looking forward from where Zhao Bai'an was standing, one can vaguely see a milky white gate at the end not far away that is about half the height of an ordinary house. It is clean and elegant, without too many decorative patterns, but it looks like the gate of heaven.Not far from her, there is a small circle surrounded by short white railings, which should be the center of the church.Looking at the irregular marble chairs before, they are actually not far from the circle and placed at a certain distance.

Continuing to look forward, I vaguely saw a very thick pillar with a diameter of about three or four meters standing under the dome. This should be the pillar of the church, right?The rest of the pillars are far worse than it.The pillar is located in the corner of the main hall of the church, the location is remote but extremely eye-catching, Zhao Bai'an can't help but feel a little disobedient and strange.

So she turned and walked towards the huge pillar.When passing the central circle, stop and look in.

Empty, nothing.

There's nothing, so why fence it off?

"Hiss—it's so cold." Both hands touched the railing, only touched Zhao Bai'an once, and then let go as quickly as an electric shock.But this cold feeling didn't stop, it spread all the way up, penetrating to the heart.

I casually touched the nearest bench, and it was the same as the imagined marble texture, hard and a little rough, but warm as jade.Rusha's touch rubbed against her palm, and her fingers couldn't help but linger on the back of the chair for a while longer.

After approaching the stone pillar, the object in front of him became even larger.Zhao Bai'an stretched out his hand to touch the stone pillar, his fingertips were cold with the feeling of being sharpened by the stone.She tried to wrap her hands around it, glanced at it, and found something strange inadvertently.

Go around the stone pillars and approach the white painted walls.

It turns out that there is a door hidden behind it, which is slightly smaller than the previous "Gate of Heaven". It looks like a wooden texture with a layer of white paint on it.Although it is consistent with the overall color of the white church, it is easy to find clues when you look closely.

There seems to be something unusual about this church.Curious, what's behind this door?And where is this place?

"Crack, crack, crack, crack."

The sound of the pointer moving suddenly came from the top of the church, getting louder and closer, as if it was ringing in the ear.

Maybe it's urging me to leave?Zhao Bai'an suddenly had such a premonition.

The wooden door in front of her was like a door to leave the wonderful world, tempting her to continue exploring.

Before moving forward, she turned her head and glanced at the church again, still feeling a sense of loneliness.

The deafening clicking sound enveloped Zhao Bai'an's head and echoed in her ears.

Maybe this door can take her out!For some reason, Zhao Bai'an's heart was extremely firm about this thought.The heavy old wooden door made a "squeaky" sound, and she stretched out her hand and slowly pushed open the door in front of her.

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