Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

She didn't know what words to use to describe her current complicated mood.

April even wanted to laugh as she stood beside the carriage.

Seeing April like this, the groom asked her nervously.

"Ms. Shala, are you okay?"

April took a breath and gave a proper smile.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

Seeing April like this, the groom became even more worried and made a suggestion to her.

"Ms. Shara, the church is about 10 minutes ahead. You can talk to Father God about any troubles you have."

April wanted to laugh again.

She should go to church and pray sincerely, asking the great Father God to forgive her for her disrespect for Him.

Then let the omniscient and omnipotent Him remove the bad luck from her.

April nodded and thanked the groom.

"Thank you for your concern. I think I should go now."

April never liked staying in church and she had no interest in the priest's sermons.

The only time he perked up was when the choir sang.

April longed for that pure singing voice.

She once told her mother that she also wanted to join the choir.

It’s a pity that her mother rejected her as if she were facing a great enemy.

April felt much better as she recalled her youth.

The sound of the bells in the church tower can be heard from far away, and there are bronze bells on the top of the April spire.

The white pigeons were startled and flew away in all directions.

It was very quiet near the church and April didn't see anyone.

April saw the guards, but they were like white stone statues, unresponsive to her approach.

Push open the door.

April looked across the long, narrow hall and saw Strahl in front of the statue.

The patterns on the colorful glass are exquisite and gorgeous. On the top of the church is an oil painting of seven angels worshiping the gods. The golden sunlight makes everything particularly holy.

Strahl knelt in front of the statue, his head bowed, his eyes closed, and his lips slightly pursed.

His snow-white robe made him holier than an angel.

His long golden hair fell to his feet, as if the light of a god was enveloping him.

The sound of April pushing the door open did not attract Strahl's attention.

The golden sunlight did not feel warm at all on him, but only made him seem more inviolable.

April didn't dare to go forward, but was reluctant to leave.

He made his body lighter and walked to the middle right seat.

It won't disturb Strahl, and I can still see the expression on his face.

The expression on his face was pious, yet extremely cold.

But his face, so beautiful that it could not be accepted by the world, made his coldness seem particularly noble and holy.

All the resentment in April's heart was soothed.

The scene before her healed her.

Strahl put his hands together, with his fingertips against his brow, and there seemed to be a faint light at his fingertips.

The golden eyelashes have a soft curve, and the picturesque person is so fascinating.

He began to pray, his voice soft and cold.

“Our Heavenly Father

May your name be glorified

May your kingdom come

May your will be done on earth

As in heaven

Please give us our daily bread today.

Please forgive our sins

Just as we forgive others

Don't let us fall into temptation

But deliver us from evil. Amen."

His prayer was one that April also recited frequently, but hearing it from his mouth made April feel that this boring prayer became something she wanted to listen to even more.

At this moment, April understood the enthusiasm for Blanchett.

His existence, like a manifestation of God, is a gift from God.

Strahl recited for a long time, and April sat in the chair, listening carefully to Blanchette's prayer.

Like a devout believer.

I don’t know how long time passed.

He never got tired, his voice didn't change at all, and the light radiated from him.

April's fingertips slid over her skirt.

At this moment, she really wanted to pick up the paintbrush and capture Blanchett at this moment in the painting to make it eternal.

Blanchett at this moment...

Finally, the bell rang.

The distant sound of bells came into the church, and Strahl's prayer came to an end.

“Father, thank you for your wonderful works.

I firmly believe that You will save me and enable me to live more and more like You and please You.

All the glory and praise go to You. In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, Amen.

Strahl stood up and knelt for a long time, but his body did not shake at all.

His behavior remains noble, and there is never an indecent moment in him.

April looked at his profile and saw that he had opened his eyes.

Those purple eyes gave his holiness a bewitching aura.

Different from his appearance just now, he is more complicated and more fascinating now.

April held her breath and dared not say anything.

She thought there shouldn't be anyone else in the church at this moment.

Then why didn't the guards outside stop her?

Oh, a guard who doesn't do his job is not a good guard.

April didn't say anything, but Strahl opened his mouth again.

"Shara, come to me."

April tucked up her messy hair, her eyes, like honey flowing, were full of nervousness.

She was terrified that Blanchett would blame her for disturbing something so sacred.

April walked up to him and quietly defended herself.

"I just wanted to come to the church to pray. There were guards outside, but they didn't stop me when I came in."

Strahl turned to look at April, the smile on his face was not as arrogant as before, but instead revealed a sense of divinity.

"Why would they stop believers who think they need God? You just want to come and pray, right?"

April felt much more at ease, and the tense muscles on her face began to relax. She tried to ask.

"Why are you the only one in the church?"

Strahl's divinity gradually dissipated around April, and he returned to his usual mysterious self.

“Who knows, maybe they don’t like praying in the east church.”

Strahl looked at April, and there was only the purest version of her in his purple eyes.

He looked at April's beautiful makeup. It seemed as if she had never dressed up so seriously in front of him.

His gaze finally stopped at April's waist.

It is much finer than before.

Strahl said to April.

"Shara, if you want to enjoy your beautiful years for a long time, you'd better stop wearing this dress that destroys your body."

April was confused for a moment after hearing what he said, and then she felt a little shy after she realized what was going on.

He could see that his slim waist was brought out by the corset.

As a lady, you should be born with a waist like this.

Strahl spoke calmly, as if he could see through April's thoughts.

"God has given us normal bodies. Don't destroy them in this way. No normal person's body is born like this."