Chapter 1607 You Are My Faith (19)

But people around him were watching, so he still acted polite and good-natured.

He gently placed the gift box on the stone bench aside, but he did not take it.

Holding a thick Bible, he left with a calm expression.

It was as if this had never happened.

In other words, he didn't pay attention at all.

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

He looked at it and shrugged.

"Look, I'm just saying Azazel won't accept it."

"In total, this is already the hundredth one he has rejected, right?"

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

The person following her quickly snatched the gift box away.

"Look, what did Cath give him?"

"...Hoo! Here are the cookies!"

The outer packaging of the gift box was opened wantonly.

"It's a pity. I've warned her not to give gifts. Azazel won't accept them."

"Okay now, the cookies are ours."

"……Hello!"

Kath, who came back again and again, was furious when she saw them opening her gifts.

He rushed up immediately and snatched away the gift.

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

"..." Blanche glanced at Daisy.

"Cath, this is not a random demolition by us. This is what Azazel did not want here. We just look at it and feel it is a pity..."

She mumbled in defense.

"We were just about to take it back to you."

Casey said nothing and stared at them angrily.

The gift had been opened, and two of the cookies inside had fallen to the ground.

She stood there, holding the cookie box tightly, for a long time.

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

The gift was thrown directly to the ground with a clang.

The sound was astonishingly loud.

Blanche and Daisy were startled.

Watching her leave, they rolled their eyes and felt a little annoyed.

"No matter how cruel you are, you don't even look at your own virtue."

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

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

During the process, he did not forget to laugh at her.

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Seminary.

A huge and spacious church.

The glass skylight has gradually dimmed under the setting sun.

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

Here, it looks like a sacred and warm heaven during the day, but at night, without light, it looks so like hell.

A cold, emotionless hell.

The church door 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, immersed in the twilight, seemed to have integrated with the surroundings.

The holy scriptures, symbolizing holiness, were placed silently on the ancient benches.

There is still a vague warmth on it.

Under the cross, the visitor stood quietly.

As if waiting for something.

The silent church seemed to be trapped in a strange circle where time stood still.

Nothing changes.

He tilted his head slightly.

His cold and fair face, along with his pair of light golden eyes that were supposed to be warm, became a little cold.

Cherry red lips, slightly curved.

He looked quietly at the huge picture on the wall, at the merciful God inside, and...

A beautiful angel in the arms of God.