Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1607 You are my belief (19)

  But the people around were watching, so he still showed a polite and good-tempered look.

  Gently put the gift box on the stone bench beside him, but he didn't take it.

  Holding the thick Bible, he left calmly.

  As if this had never happened.

   Or rather, he didn't take it to heart at all.

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  After he left, another white girl picked up the gift that had been abandoned on the stone bench.

  Looked and shrugged.

   "Look, I told you that Azazel would not accept it."

   "According to the calculation, this is already the hundredth one he rejected?"

   "More than that, it feels like there are thousands of them."

  The person behind her snatched the gift box with quick eyesight and quick hands.

   "Look, what did Kath send him?"

   “…ho! Where are the cookies!”

  The outer packaging of the gift box was torn apart indiscriminately.

   "It's a pity, I have warned her not to give gifts, Azazel will not accept it."

   "It's all right now, the biscuits are ours."

"…Hello!"

  Kath, who came back again and again, saw them unwrapping her presents, and stared angrily.

   rushed up and snatched away the gift.

   "Blanche, Daisy, what are you doing! I gave this to Azazel!"

   "..." Blanche glanced at Daisy.

   "Kath, it's not that we demolished it randomly. It's what Azazel put here and doesn't want it. We just feel sorry for it..."

   She muttered and defended.

   "We're trying to bring it back to you."

  Casey didn't speak, but glared at them angrily.

  The gift has been unpacked, and two biscuits inside have fallen to the ground.

  She stood there, clutching the biscuit box tightly, for a long time.

  Finally, she stamped her foot hard, turned and left.

  The gift was also dropped directly on the ground, making a loud bang.

   The sound is surprisingly loud.

  Blanche and Daisy startled.

   Watching her go, they rolled their eyes, a little annoyed.

   "How fierce is it? I don't even look at my own virtue."

   "That's right, if I were Azazel, I would definitely ignore her!"

  The two of them vented their harsh words there for a while, and then left in satisfaction.

  During the process, I didn't forget to laugh at her.

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Seminary.

   Huge and wide church.

  The skylight made of glass has gradually dimmed in the setting sun.

  In the dark church, a huge cross stood in front of it, and the deserted air was bitingly cold.

  Here, the daytime looks like a sacred and warm paradise, but at night without the light, it looks so **** like.

   Cold, emotionless hell.

  The door of the church opened with a creaking sound.

   Immediately, the door closed.

  In the quiet and empty church, there was a burst of unhurried footsteps.

Da da da-

  The pure black mass dress is immersed in the twilight, as if it has been integrated with the surroundings.

   symbolizes the holy scriptures, which are silently placed on the ancient benches.

  There is still a warm temperature on it.

  Under the cross, the man stood quietly.

  Like waiting for something.

  The silent church seems to be trapped in a strange circle where time is still.

   Nothing changes.

  He raised his head slightly.

  The cold and fair appearance, even the pair of light gold eyes that should have been warm, have become a little cold.

   Cherry red lips with a slight curvature.

  Looking quietly at the huge picture on the wall, looking at the benevolent God inside, and...

  A beautiful angel in the arms of God.

  (end of this chapter)