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Wen Cheng walked in no hurry, Mu Qingyang quickly followed, but always kept a relatively safe distance from him.

What is security?It is appropriate to advance, and so is to retreat.

It's past his 24th birthday, and he still looks like a teenager in a black hoodie.Wen Cheng's appearance is too delicate and sharp, always unknowingly carrying the aura of youth rebellion, not mature, not very close to his age.The rain was so heavy that Wen Cheng put on the hat behind his clothes, revealing a section of black hair and a white pointed chin.

The distance between the man behind him and him got closer without a trace.

The flow of people passing through the square, passing through the path in the park, and crossing a section of country road, for three hours, there were always two people, and the rain drowned out the sound of another person's existence while the rain was spreading mist.

A small, unremarkable church.

Mu Qingyang stopped approaching, put away his umbrella, and stood behind the tree outside the church fence. Wen Cheng stood at the door of the church for a while, a priest opened the door, and several children rushed up, ignoring Wen Cheng's semi-wet body to hug him. Going up, it seems intimate.

There are seven children in total, the oldest is a girl who looks about 17 years old, and the youngest is just walking.

Wen Cheng half knelt down to support the younger child, the hat on his head slid down due to his movements, revealing half of his face, the smile on the corner of his mouth was light and gentle, like the sweetheart described in a girl's novel, always young and handsome, and Talking eyes and a blushing smile.

Fortunately, the tree was big enough and the leaves were dense enough so that Mu Qingyang wouldn't get drenched quickly. He lit a cigarette behind the tree, his hands trembling a little.

Rain has always been regarded as a bad omen, but Mu Qingyang doesn't believe this.Rain is too common, and so is human pessimism. Poor human beings always associate one thing with another because of their sensibility. Human tears are water falling from above, so naturally, rain becomes another kind of Tears, under the resonance of this kind of association, the pain of rainy days is more profound than that of sunny days. The longer the time is, people will only remember the deep ones, and the longer it is, the only memory will be rain and pain.

The last time Liang Jie contacted Mu Qingyang was in March this year. It was raining lightly that day, and it didn't hurt or itch.

She smiled at the other end, and she said: "I thought you guys could last forever, but I turned out to be a victim of boredom. If I had known this, I wouldn't bother and work hard, and the ending would still be the same."

"Let's make a long story short," Mu Qingyang couldn't tell whether he felt more resentment or more sympathy for Liang Jie. Such complicated emotions prevented him from hanging up the phone right away. "Class is about to start."

"It's nothing, I feel sorry for you, I just want to greet you," Liang Jie stepped into somewhere, the noise instantly magnified several times, the sound of music and human voices rang together, Liang Jie's voice was therefore small and indistinct, "He probably lives better than you Well, there are beautiful scenery and beauties there, and there are many things to enjoy.”

When I hung up the phone, there was no sound in my ears, the rain was too quiet.

Wen Cheng finally went into the church with them, and Mu Qingyang held up the umbrella again, the cigarette was half wet, so he just sniffed it and didn't smoke.The cigarette that was extinguished by the rain was folded in Mu Qingyang's hand, and put into the pocket of Mu Qingyang's coat.

Liang Jie finally asked Mu Qingyang a question, only three words, she asked him if he regretted it.

Everyone knows his position, but you, the one who loves him the most, don't know. Look at how cruel this person is.So... do you regret it?Desperate to be with this person.

There is a small forest outside the church. It is very difficult for people in the church to see the person hiding behind the tree. Besides, no one is okay to look into the forest in the rainy day, trying to find someone.

Mu Qingyang walked to the side of the church, from where he could see the people sitting in the church.The children went nowhere, and the priest was nowhere to be found. The man hung his head and closed his eyes. Jesus above looked at him with pity, as if he was really a devout believer.

The quieter Wencheng is, the more his past appearances are more active in Mu Qingyang's mind, begging, vulnerable, longing, repressed... It's like an evil hand, born from the heart, trying to Tear Mu Qingyang's chest to be free.

It's not that he really doesn't know the reason for Wen Cheng's departure, he can guess it.But as proud as he is, he never persuaded Zhang Shiyun to leave and would not look back. Why did you bring up the love and breakup?Even if you are forced to, why should I wait for you?

The reason why I insist on finding this person when I am sick is that I am afraid that I will regret it before my so-called "reason" wakes up, and I am afraid that I will find someone who is a little better to stay with me, and I will really forget about Wencheng.

He kept saying that he wouldn't wait for him, and he definitely didn't mean to wait for him, but he unconsciously squeezed out the others and reserved a place, and didn't want it to be him, but if it wasn't him, who could it be.

So, "Do you regret it?"

"Miss Liang, how can I care about a fool."

There are not many people in this church, and its decoration facilities are far inferior to those in towns. Only on Sundays, there will be some devout old believers who come to mass, and Wencheng will choose Saturdays, not for prayers. Here The seven children were abandoned at the door of the church. They were brought up by their godfathers. There were mentally handicapped children, deaf-mute children, and blind children...Wencheng brought a sum of money every week, not much enough to It's not so little to let the godfather refuse, it's not so little to starve the children.

"God bless you," said the godfather.

This is what Wencheng wanted.

The rain came hard and fast, and it left in a hurry.The sun slanted through the woods, and a piece of fresh and bright emerald green covered the church. Wen Cheng opened his eyes and took a look outside the church.The godfather came in through the back door and sighed softly: "Mr. Wen."

Wen Cheng knew what he was going to say, chuckled in his throat, looked at his hand hanging on his crotch, "I dare not see it." He raised his head and looked at Jesus who sympathized with the world, and said, "Father, he I am like Salme who is happy with King Herod. One more glance will sink me, and one more step will destroy me. I am afraid that just one glance will destroy us all."

"But I really miss him." Wen Cheng closed his eyes, and the Adam's apple on his neck slid up and down, "If God really exists, can you make me not so eager for my hypocrisy's sake?"

This man is not an angel, he is a demon who will fall due to desire at any time.How much he wanted to imprison that person directly, disconnect Mu Qingyang from everyone, and find a place that no one knows. It doesn't matter how heartbroken the person who loses Mu Qingyang is. People's concern, as long as Mu Qingyang is there.

Mu Qingyang is that terrible desire. Before everything has no visible end, he dare not look at Mu Qingyang. One more glance can make his evil factor ready to move. The act of recklessly abandoning reason is not the same as Salome. How different is a dance from Herod who promised her anything?

The aged godfather looked at the man lovingly, put his hand on his shoulder, and said, "God will not abandon anyone, even if your belief is not the Lord's."

It is always difficult for the children to remember the real meaning of the adults. They leaned closer and asked, Wen, Wen, who is this man?

He replied, it was faith.

Faith is still too deep a word, they asked Maya, Mommy, what is faith?

A woman who is grateful to God says, Yes Lord.

They suddenly realize, oh, this man is God.