blues paradox

Laners spread along the gorgeous corridor, his long blond hair was blown by the wind, messy and flowing, and his green eyes were full of curiosity.He just strolled along the promenade like an elf jumping in a fairyland.

Lance stopped suddenly, and he saw a person, or a god, standing by the fountain not far away.The silver hair twisted into a beautiful arc in the wind. Laners couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but he knew that he must be beautiful and noble, because he was so dazzling, and the dust jumping in the air would The sunlight refracted brighter and warmer, but not half as gorgeous as his, and the endless silver threads contained the sun in it.It is a kind of god-like existence that makes people feel inferior at a glance...

"Who are you?" Lance murmured softly, the low voice was scattered in the wind, but he knew that the man heard it.

"May Bouriel." The man raised his arms gracefully, "Come here, child."

Laners involuntarily approached the man, and the fountain next to him splashed a crystal water column, forming an illusory rainbow in the air.

"Son, you're lost." The man's slender fingertips caressed Lans' cheeks, and the cold touch made Lans tremble almost undetectably.He was almost lost in the man's sexy and gentle voice.

"I didn't..." The index finger suddenly touched Lance's red lips, stopping his weak rebuttal.

"Your name?" The man tilted his head slightly, and slowly withdrew his hand. Under the reflection of the sun, the line drawn by his fingertips materialized into a multicolored line, which curved wonderfully and was unbelievably elegant.

"Lance, my name is Lance."

Lans knew that his current situation was not suitable for him to speak his real name. He didn't even tell Luo Yi, but no one could refuse God's request, even though he knew that there was no God in this world.

"Lance, what a lovely name." The man looked down at his pocket watch and said, "I have to go. As you probably know, there is a blessing ceremony tonight."

It was only then that Laners noticed the man's clothes. He was dressed in black with a silver cross hanging on his chest. He was dressed like an ordinary priest.

"Father Bouillier..." Lance said suddenly. He had a good memory, and he remembered the man's lengthy surname in just a moment.

"What's the matter, child?" The man's voice was gentle and gorgeous, with the kindness of a priest.

"I don't really want to delay your work...I mean, maybe you will come tomorrow." Lance kept staring at Mei's eyes, and suddenly found that those eyes were a strange silver-gray, like the most beautiful in the world The crystal pearls are covered with dust, but inadvertently leak some brilliance, exuding a breathtaking charm.

"If nothing else, I think so."

"Then, see you tomorrow." Lance retracted his gaze from Mei, and bowed slightly.

He didn't hear any footsteps, and the sound of water made the place even more tranquil. When he raised his head, there was no one in front of him.

Under the night, the carriage with the Kewei family crest was slowly driving on the bluestone streets of the town.

"My God? Lan, you can get lost in such a small church? Are you sure you didn't do it on purpose?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Lance helplessly rubbed the loose hair on his forehead.After being hit by Mei, he really lost his way.Lance suddenly felt a chill all over his body. That person, could he really be a god?

In front of the gorgeous promenade of Kelvin Church, two men in knight armor blocked a handsome boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

"It's not allowed to enter here," they said.

The boy didn't force his way in, but he didn't leave either. His green eyes stared into the depths of the corridor.The majestic and majestic promenade, which is not considered tortuous, does not know where it spreads.Supported by tall stone pillars similar to white marble, it exudes a solemn and holy atmosphere.The boy put his hand on a stone pillar beside him. Indeed, it was just a marble-like texture, because the tentacles were not all cold.It is carved with complicated and gorgeous patterns, and the luxurious and holy atmosphere is suffocating.

"I'm here to find Father Bouillier." The boy said softly, with a bit of childish innocence in his voice, which made people's hearts flutter.

"But we cannot let you in unless the priest allows it," said the knights. "We must keep the priest safe."

"..." The boy frowned in confusion, why didn't he meet such an annoying guy yesterday?It is also too incompetent.

"Okay, let him come in, he's here to look for me." A gentle voice sounded, and the boy turned around, and in the shadow not far away, there stood May Bulyrael.Even if there is no light, it can't stop his stunning charm. His mercury-like long hair is tied up casually with a moon-white ribbon, elegant and noble.Everything, Lance thought, would be ashamed of him—including darkness.