Chapter 160 Carnival Forest [30]

Maomao seemed to feel Dell's tense emotions, and after a low cry, she lay down in Dell's arms and fell silent.

Dale breathed a sigh of relief, and he lovingly touched the little guy in his arms.

This is Dai's favorite kitten, and he can't let him go back without seeing the kitten, he will be sad.

The temple is very quiet, even the floor under your feet is spotless, there is almost no sound around, and the tension that lingers in your heart is inexplicably soothed by the strange smell in the temple.

This breath seemed strange, but there was also a sense of familiarity that Dell didn't dare to think about.

The floor under his feet was so clean that it seemed to be able to reflect the nervous face of the boy. He subconsciously hugged the cat in his arms tightly, and looked down at the blurry reflection on the ground. That reflection seemed to be looking at him quietly, with a kind of Strange yet familiar feeling.

Dell's expression was in a trance for a moment.

He suddenly remembered that he had actually been to the temple before.

It was too long ago. He was still ignorant when he was young. He participated in the carnival for the first time. Unable to understand, he left his parents and went to a quiet place.

There was a strange sense of holiness all around, and Dale came to the temple unimpeded all the way.

There was no one guarding him, and he didn't even encounter any obstacles on the way. I'm afraid the bishop of the Holy See at that time didn't expect that someone would have the audacity to run into the temple alone.

In the pure white, Dale saw the person who was lying on the high platform seat and was looking at him with interest.

In the ultimate pure white, he saw the person wearing a black robe sitting on the high platform, which was the only color that could be seen in this area.

The man sat high on the top, looking at the child standing under the high platform with a dazed expression, he slowly hooked Dale.

There are long steps in front of him. Dale only hesitated for a moment, then stepped up the steps, stepped on the steps all the way, and walked to the high platform. The person in front of him looked like a teenager, and his face was covered by a black robe. Bending down slightly, looking at Dale who looked like a child in front of him, he seemed to find it very interesting.

"Why are you here?" the man asked him.

Dale looked at him, and asked inconsequentially, "Are you a god?"

The man smiled, and he said, "If I were, what would you do?"

What did he say then?

Dale didn't really remember much, he just felt the holy aura lingering around the man inexplicably, even mixed with a lingering bloody aura.

Then, somehow, he returned to the carnival scene, his parents cried and embraced him, and then the bishop in white took him and his parents to the selection site of the Holy See. Unsurprisingly, he was not admitted Qualifications for the temple.

And then the next two carnivals.

Every carnival takes away a loved one from Dell's side.

When dreaming back countless times in the middle of the night, Dell would also wonder inexplicably, what is the meaning of the existence of the carnival?What does the god want to do?
But as soon as this kind of thought pops up, it will be suppressed by another voice from the bottom of my heart.

How could he question the gods.

After the third carnival ended, Dale left the church with heavy strides not unexpectedly. He looked at the residents of the town who were cheering because someone in their family was selected, and then walked home alone.

The house was empty and quiet.

Only him.

In the empty house, Dale closed his eyes and slept soundly all afternoon. He didn't wake up until it was dark. He looked at the completely dark house and the empty room, and no one even turned on a light for him.

Feeling a little hungry, Dell rolled over from the bed, turned on the light, and ordered a bowl of noodles following the steps in his memory.

He made too much, until when he put the noodles on the table, Dell looked at the three bowls in front of him and realized that he had nothing left.

Day came to him at this moment.

On a night when the temperature plummeted, the little boy shivered outside the door, his face was purple from the cold, and looked at Dale with his black and white eyes timidly. He stretched out his hand to Dale and said in a low voice, "Hello, I can help you." Me?"

Dale then took the little boy's hand.

There is a second person in the empty house.

The little boy lowered his head and ate all the overcooked noodles. He looked at the boy in front of him and whispered, thank you brother.

That was Dell's earliest impression of Day.

Poor kitten curled up in front of the door, tentatively stretching out its paws towards him.

Day always said afterwards that he saved him.

But it's not.

For him, Day's arrival at that time was the salvation of everything.

……

……

Everything around is extremely quiet.

It was so quiet that Dell could even hear his own heartbeat.

There are also memories that flashed inexplicably, and unconsciously increased breathing.

He knew that there was a person on the high platform, who should be watching him now.

Dell lowered his head, he looked at the peaceful kitten in his arms.

It wasn't until there was another sound behind him that Dale suddenly came back to his senses. He turned his head and saw the familiar face of the girl.

Yan Qing's expression was almost indifferent. Even when she saw Dale in this place, she didn't have any surprise in her eyes, but after noticing Dale's slightly stunned expression, the girl paused slightly and looked at Dale.

"What a coincidence." Yan Qing smiled.

Dale was a little taken aback.

But being able to see familiar faces in a cold and unfamiliar place was like giving him a shot in the arm.

Shi Yan stood aside silently, his expression even a little sleepy.

The bishop in white who brought them here slowly retreated and closed the door gently.

Dale hesitated for a moment, the feeling of suffocation around him subsided, he slowly raised his head, and saw the person on the high platform who was looking at him.

Unfamiliar yet familiar face.

For a moment, this face coincided with the one in memory.

He thought of the person he saw when he broke into the temple by mistake when he was young, and also thought of the countless nights of cuddling each other, the little boy hugged his waist and said to him that you are so kind, brother.

He remembered that when he was young, he pulled the sleeve of the god and asked, can you leave here?
For those countless days and nights that questioned the necessity of the existence of gods, Dale was thinking, why do gods exist here?What is the meaning of the carnival that took away everyone around him?
Would everything be different if there were no more gods in town?
On the high platform, the god looked at him.

Just like childhood.

(End of this chapter)

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