Chapter 805: A World Without Dawn

After the girl was a little flustered, a little uneasy, and weakly uttered the words "Remember to write a letter back", Sirul returned to her room.

Although the church is dilapidated, but because of this, there are many empty houses.

Sirul's room didn't have any special decorations, and there might be a lot of books, but those were essentially teaching books that he had memorized.

There are not many things that Sirul can pack up.

Apart from the teaching uniform he was wearing, he only had one other set of clothes, a set of ordinary clothes that had nothing to do with the church.

After changing his clothes, he stuffed the teaching uniform together into a small wooden box that contained some sundries, and Xilu carried the small wooden box and left the room.

Walking, Sirul subconsciously walked towards Shana's room.

Shanna's room is not big.

There are many empty rooms in the church, whether they are already empty or have been vacated after other brothers and sisters have left.

But Shanna always lived in the smallest room.

Moreover, there are no windows that open outwards.

When this idea came up, Xilu was taken aback.

window?

Why notice the windows?

Aren't the windows only open indoors, between different rooms?

Where there are windows that open outward, there is no dawn here.

what is dawn

Whatever it is, the windows won't open out.

Doubtful Sirul suppressed his sudden strange idea with common sense.

However, speaking of it, Shanna's room did not have a window.

There are no such abnormal things as windows that open outwards, which is normal, but Shanna's room does not open to the interior of the church either.

Sirius turned his head and glanced at his room.

There are two windows on the wall of his room.

One leads to the church hall, and the other leads to the room where the old nun used to live.

He was not very old when he was sent here. According to the old nun, he was very stubborn when he was sent here. He refused to sleep with other people or with the old nun. in the next room.

His room was originally used to place various books

The old nun used to manage books and textbooks.

After the old nun died, those books were sent to her room for preservation according to her wishes.

It's just how long has it been since no one went in?

Sirul suddenly had the idea of ​​cleaning up before leaving.

Thinking of this, he came to Shana's room and planned to ask Shana to clean it together.

However, when he came to Shana's room, he couldn't help being stunned.

Originally, in his impression of a clean and tidy small room, it was now a mess.

Overturned, old palettes and paintbrushes lay on the floor.

The things left by the artisans who repaired the murals from who knows how long ago.

You know, these things are Shana's favorite.

The reason why Shana didn't leave was because of her relatively weak body.

Even, sometimes, she didn't even have the energy to carry some firewood, so she could only wait quietly for him and other brothers and sisters, and for the old nun to finish her work.

I don't know how long ago, it seemed that it was herself, and it seemed that it was suggested by other brothers and sisters that she got those things and drew pictures when other children were doing things.

The old nun also said with a smile that when she grew up, she would not need to invite those painters to repair the church.

Shanna has also been drawing ever since.

"Shana?"

While calling Shana's name, Sirul walked into the house under the dim light of the fire.

However, no response.

Xilu paused slightly, and picked up the painting on the ground.

Some were more normal, the way he worked with the old nun and the other children.

But there are others that appear to have been daubed with random paint.

Seeing this, Sirul couldn't help but frown.

Pigments are not so easy to get.

At least, according to the letters sent back by brothers and sisters before, the paint outside is so expensive.

The pigments used in the church are made by old nuns who collected various plants from various places and smashed them into pulp. Not only plants, but sometimes, they would go to the hill behind the church to dig some soil and filter the soil. Once, you can get a pigment close to red.

Compared with the paints used by painters, these paints have a short shelf life, and sometimes they are washed away by water.

But even so, it was collected and produced in various ways, and a lot of energy was spent.

Especially now, with all the other siblings gone, he has to do all the paint making.

Also, while pigments are relatively easy to come by, paper is a real money burner

burn money? What is this saying?

Sirul was once again puzzled by his strange choice of words.

Immediately, he shook his head.

In any case, Shanna should not waste

Frowning Xilu picked up the painting in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Shanna will not waste at will, so there is something special about it.

Isn't that what those painters are like, all kinds of weird works can sell for a very high price.

Has Shanna also learned it?

However, compared to these, we still have to teach Shanna how to make paint before leaving, right?

No, she had to be taught how to cook food first. After she left, she had to take care of herself alone.

While thinking this way, Xilu's eyes swept over the paintings painted with various paints.

There are not many paintings that are randomly painted with paint, only three or four.

However, when Sirul looked at it, he felt a sense of discomfort.

He felt a strong sense of sleepiness when he stared at the color blocks distributed in an unknown pattern.

Strong sleepiness.

However, amidst this strong sense of sleepiness, he felt an incongruity.

No, something is wrong.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded:

"Xi, Xilu? Why are you here?"

A clear voice sounded, calling Sirru's thoughts back.

When he was awake, Siru saw the cowardly Shana.

The other party was standing at the door, casting a long and narrow shadow on the ground under the candlelight coming in from the hall.

After waking up, Xilu glanced at the drawing paper in his hand, and said:

"I wanted to come to you to clean Mother Hurley's room together, but what's going on?"

He asked directly about the smudged paintings.

And the answer is:

"I, I don't know, I don't know why I draw like this, but, maybe it's because I can't sleep recently"

"Oh? Can't sleep?"

Sirul groaned subconsciously, but soon, he realized it.

Being unable to sleep is not an ordinary thing.

In the doctrine, the dream of stability represents the protection of the Lord.

Different dreams have different symbols.

and can't sleep means

Lost the favor of the Lord.