Yeah~~If I don’t have such a substitute, I really don’t know how I can survive.

Long live magic.

"The inside of the church is much bigger than it looks from the outside."

"Yeah."

Qianzhihe's tone was obviously much more relaxed. Sure enough, a high-quality environment is a necessary prerequisite for a pleasant chat.

"I told the manager here in advance and he allowed us to visit as we pleased."

"Oh, it seems we are in luck."

In principle, I am not the type of person who likes to "travel" or "visit", but if I am indoors and accompanied by a beautiful girl... I think I have nothing to complain about.

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I took a rough look around the rectangular hall we were in - the walls on both sides were lined with long windows with stained glass, and the slender columns supported an extremely wide space. Coupled with the overall straight lines, I suddenly felt a sense of

Solemn.

...All in all, it looks familiar, not much different from the Christian Gothic cathedrals in the technological world.

In addition to me and Qian Zhihe, there are also some believers here.

A solemn atmosphere filled the surroundings, and the prayers consciously kept their voices to a minimum.

"Do you want to pray too?"

Facing my question, Qian Zhihe slowly shook his head.

It's a pity, originally I wanted to learn about prayers through paper cranes...

"Hey, look at him..."

At this time, Qianzhihe came closer to me, and her eyes were looking not far to the left -

I know what she is referring to. In fact, I have seen it a long time ago.

Most of the praying people stood at the front of the hall, and the sunlight shone in from the skylight, like God's sight shining on this group of devout believers.

Except for one person - he was sitting on a bench far away from the light, his head lowered silently, his clasped hands placed in front of his forehead, his shoulders rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

A guy who doesn't fit in, a strange face... he's a foreigner.

"It doesn't look like praying..."

Regardless of whether he has social phobia...does he want the gods to hear his prayers? Or, is the object of his prayers really a god?

Contradictory behavior.

"There must be difficulties that cannot be solved."

Qian Zhihe came to a conclusion.

Well, since it is an insurmountable difficulty, it is none of our business.

That's what he said...but Qianzhihe had already walked towards that guy.

Well, the protagonist’s thoughts are different from those of mediocre people like me~~

Alas, let’s follow up first.

But when Qianzhihe and I sat next to that guy, he seemed motionless as if he didn't notice.

As we got closer to him, we found that he did not mutter any words like other prayers, but his arms trembled, as if he was struggling with himself.

"Sir, what trouble have you encountered?"

The other party did not answer Thousand Paper Cranes.

It wasn't until Qian Zhihe asked the same question three times in a row that he slowly raised his head. His horrified eyes only stayed on us for a short time before sinking again.

"No..."

His voice is as thin as a gossamer.

Tsk, this guy looks quite tall, but his voice is full of cowardice, and his eyes are full of confusion.

I don't like him.

"Keeping it in your heart won't help. Speak up as soon as possible so that we can help you."

So my words became rude and even sounded a bit "nosy".

"You...help me? You are..."

However, it was this sentence that made him react.

"Well~~ It's just verbal comfort, don't have too much hope in actual actions."

"Ah, too..."

Hey, what’s that “really so” expression on your face?

Also, don’t smile so sadly for me! Even Qian Zhihe looked at me with negative eyes! It makes me look like I am some kind of villain who bullies others...

What a weirdo.

"Although we can't guarantee that we can help, if you have any troubles, if you can... it would be better to talk about it."

Paper cranes are trying to smooth things over.

"Don't worry too much, just tell us what you want to say, just think of it as venting."

I listened to Qian Zhihe’s inexplicably mature words... Could she be coaxing the other person like a child?

Well... the other party seems to be really convinced by this.

No matter how you think about it, the person in front of you is older than Qianzhihe?!

...If I had been comforted with such concern by someone younger than me, I would have been ashamed.

Although there are not many people older than me.

"You..."

This indecisive guy seems to regard us as a kind person.

I don’t want to have extra confusing settings.

"Then...please come back tomorrow, tomorrow..."

He made a request.

"Hey, is there something you can't say today? Why do you have to wait until tomorrow?"

I asked dissatisfiedly.

"No, I'm sorry..."

"Well, hey, I told you not to look like a victim. I don't want to be misunderstood."

"..."

Qianzhihe quietly squeezed my hand.

I shut my mouth obediently.

"Please...come back tomorrow."

This time, the guy's voice raised a few decibels.

"Tomorrow, I will tell you everything."

There is even an element of "make up one's mind" in the tone.

"..."

"I understand. I'll see you at this time tomorrow. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

After Qian Zhihe finished speaking, the other party gave a soft "hmm".

At the same time, Gale asserted:

"Lying."
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