I write novels in Liyue

Even if nothing changed, at least Rosalia was left in the church.

"I reject."

Rosalia waved her hand and said, "I don't have that much free time, reading a book is better than sleeping."

"Well, if you can read this book with me, I can help you and Sister Victoria take three days off."

After being rejected by Rosalia, Barbara was stunned, and then threw out new conditions.

"Bring the book."

Rosalia weighed the pros and cons, sat back on the chair, and said.

Although I can also skip work, the nuns will be very nagging every time after skipping work, which is very disturbing.

It's good to be able to ask for leave.

As for reading...

It's fine to be perfunctory.

"Ah."

Barbara nodded, trotted all the way to the back of the church, and trotted back with a book.

Another copy of Your Lie in April.

Rosalia took the book casually, opened a page and read it.

And Barbara smiled, sitting next to her and followed suit.

Chapter 250 Eight It Hurts, Bear With It (Two in One)

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The bells at dusk rang on the roof of the church, and the dim twilight shone into the church.

The nuns finished their prayers at dusk devoutly, ending the hard work of the day.

It's time to get off work.

Priest Barbara bid farewell to the nuns in a hurry, and took a book to find Rosalia who was reading on a pew in the back of the church.

Before praying, she just finished watching Arima Kosei and Miyazono Kaoru's affectionate confession and encouragement in the heavy snow.

Next is Arima's concert and Miyazono Kaoru's treatment.

So, she wanted to know the follow-up.

She is looking forward to the perfect ending.

But although I am looking forward to the content of the novel, it is also necessary to correct Rosalia's habits.

However, what made her feel a little strange was that Rosalia seemed to be stunned...

Strange.

Although when she let Rosalia read the book this morning, she looked unhappy.

But after reading it for a while, Rosalia obviously became interested. Otherwise, with her personality, how could she spend a whole day reading in church.

Then why are you stunned now?

"Sister Rosalia, what's wrong with you?"

Barbara asked.

Rosalia didn't respond, Barbara tried to shout again, and Rosalia came back to her senses.

"I have finished reading the book, remember my vacation."

Rosalia closed the book, turned and left.

"Uh……"

Seeing the back of Rosalia walking towards the outside of the church, Barbara looked a little sad.

She sighed and sat on the bench. Just as she was about to open "Your Lie in April", Rosalia's voice sounded.

"I suggest you stop reading that book."

Rosalia said.

"Eh? Why?"

Barbara turned to see Rosalia looking at her.

"There are so many whys."

Rosalia waved her hand, turned around and continued walking outside the church.

"Where are you going?"

Barbara wondered.

She didn't know if it was because of the setting sun, but she seemed to see that Rosalia's eye sockets were a little red.

"After get off work, go to Angel's Gift for a drink."

Rosalia waved her hand without looking back, and said, "Remember to ask for leave for me."

"Ah."

Barbara nodded.

I feel much better.

Rosalia was not so cold.

Although she didn't know why Rosalia persuaded her not to read on...

After Rosalia left, she looked at "Your Lie in April" in her hand with some hesitation.

Although Rosalia persuaded her not to continue watching, the story was stuck at the climax, which was unbearable.

So, after some hesitation, she opened the book in her hand.

The story continues from the cold winter.

Kaoru Miyazono started the treatment, and Kosei Arima also stepped onto the stage.

Barbara quickly puts Rosalia's advice behind her as memories of Arima arise.

The piano sounded.

With the sound of the piano, everyone present was touched by it.

"Kongsheng's performance is full of colorful colors...sadly...full of colors."

Mr. Arima is playing.

"Don't leave me alone..."

In the memory, Miyazono Kaoru was crying with tears.

"Idiot, am I still here?"

While Arima was playing, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"I have you in my heart."

"How could it be possible to leave you alone, convey the past... convey the past... convey the past..."

Mr. Arima prayed.

"Master Barbatos, the god of wind, bless you, let a miracle happen."

Barbara's heart was touched by it, and tears filled her eyes. She couldn't wait to see Kaoru Miyazono heal and play under the cherry tree with Kosei Arima.

She couldn't wait to continue looking down.

When Mr. Arima was praying, it seemed as if snow had fallen in the concert hall.

He looked up, and as far as he could see, he was no longer in the concert hall, but at the endless sea level.

At this time, Miyazono Kaoru appeared beside Arima.

She smiled at Arima Kosei speechlessly, and began to play along with the sound of Arima Kosei's piano.

The two played together between the sea and the sky, intimate and incomparable.

Just when Barbara thought that Miyazono Kaoru would get better, after Arima finished playing, Miyazono Kaoru also turned into cherry blossoms and flew away.

"farewell."

Arima Kosei returned to reality, and the song ended.

At the end of the song, people disperse, and people also disperse.

Miyazono Kaoru is gone...

Barbara sat on the bench, tears streaming down her face for a moment, and the tears couldn't stop dripping on the pages of the book printed with cherry blossom petals.

After a while, she continued to read.

However, when she saw the letter that Miyazono Kaoru left for Arima, her tear glands collapsed completely again, and she cried again.

"I told a lie about the fact that Miyazono Kaoru liked Watarita. This lie brought you, Arima Kosei-kun, to me."

"Has it been conveyed? It will be good if it has been conveyed... Arima Kosei-kun, I like you, I like you, I like you."

"I'm very sorry for many things, thank you."

April is your lie.

outside the church.

Hearing Barbara's crying and the voices of the nuns leaning over to ask, Rosalia took a deep breath of cigarettes, looked up at the sky, and said, "I told you not to look down."

After exhaling all the smoke, she raised her feet to bathe in the evening sun and walked towards the angel's gift.

When passing the bookstore, there is still a long queue in front of the bookstore.

The impoverished astrologer, with his bag full of money, was helping others in line for dinner.