Willingly ABO

When I went out to ask for directions, the nearby residents stretched out their fingers, and sure enough, when they looked up, they could see the steeple of Gaosong piercing the sky, which was particularly tall among the low ancient buildings.

"If you don't know the way, look at the only bell tower in the town. It is on the same straight line as the church, facing east and west."

I glanced at the well-known medieval bell tower, estimated the distance to the church, and it should take less than 8 minutes to walk there, so I picked up the baby and walked towards the town.

But the baby struggled to get off the ground, and kicked around in my arms. I was wondering why he didn't give me a hug all of a sudden?I had no choice but to let go of him and let him go to the ground while helping him to pull off his coat.

The baby trotted forward two steps, stopped and waited for me to catch up with him, took my hand and shook it: "Shame, uncle will laugh."

Oh, he was worried that Qin Yuan would laugh at him.

I was very satisfied when I heard that, at least for now, this child still puts "Qin Yuan" in the scope of outsiders, and knows to behave better in front of outsiders, for fear of embarrassing me.

"So good! Daddy give Xiang a sip!"

I took his hand, and the baby obediently moved his face closer. The two of them loved each other all the way, and almost forgot that Qin Yuan was still waiting for us to rescue him at the church.

I wondered why he was picked up by the local old lady. Could it be that there is an omega in her family who wants to introduce Qin Yuan?Although the Italians are known for their enthusiasm, it is impossible to just see a high-quality alpha.

My mind was full of doubts, and I took the baby to the white-walled church without knowing it.

As Qin Yuan said, this medieval church is a typical Gothic building.

I stood outside the wrought iron gate of the small courtyard and looked in. Although the size of the church is small, the strong contrast between the white, brick tiles and colorful glass windows still brings a strong visual impact.

It is like the heart of this ancient town. It seems to outsiders that it has stood here unshakably for centuries, but they do not know that it is the source of local people's beliefs, and it continuously gives them spiritual support and comforts them all the time. From the depths of their souls.

I looked around the yard, and it was obvious that Qin Yuan could not be seen as far as I could see.

I thought to myself that he might have gone into the house. After all, elderly people can't stand for a long time. It is understandable for the old lady to drag him into the church to sit and talk.

Before I came, I read some travel guides. This church is usually worshiped by local people, and there are basically no tourists.I searched for warning signs on the courtyard wall, and I was sure I didn't see the sign that no outsiders were allowed to enter, so I tried to push the wrought iron gate of the small courtyard.

The door wasn't locked, and it opened with a slight push. The rusty door hinge made a piercing sound, and Baby Xin was so frightened that he quickly reached out to cover his ears.

There are several exquisite statues in the well-maintained courtyard, and unknown flowers decorate the chapel, which neutralizes the sharp features of the Gothic architecture and makes it soft and peaceful.

I lead the baby across the courtyard and up the stone steps in front of the church.The heavy wooden door was ajar, and looking in through the gap, it was so dark that it was impossible to discern whether there was anyone inside.

How could there be no one?Strange, isn't today Sunday?There should be many locals coming to the church, right?It shouldn't be such a deserted situation that seems to be "closing doors".

The baby didn't say a word, and was quietly poking the engraving on the door with his fingertips, with a focused expression.I was wondering whether to go in and have a look, when a female voice suddenly sounded in my ear:

"Sir, what can I do for you? Today the church has suspended services, and the residents of the town have gone to the next town."

I turned my head and saw a woman dressed as a nun, as if she came out of the Italian movie "Mother Teresa".

I hurriedly pulled the child over, and smiled apologetically:

"Sorry, I didn't know you didn't have any activities today. I'm a tourist. I made an appointment with other tourists to meet near here, but I didn't see him. Have you seen him? It's a male alpha with an Asian face. "

The nun looked at me from head to toe, looked at the child I was holding, and smiled at me holding the Bible:

"A male alpha from Asia? God bless, I've seen him. He's in there. You can take your kids in and find him."

I quickly thanked her: "Thank you. But isn't the church closed to the public today, wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to disturb you like this?"

The nun pushed open the heavy wooden door for me, and replied in a creaking voice: "Of course someone has made an appointment for the church to hold an event, so we can make the place vacant, let's go."

After all, he gave me a slight fright on my back twice.

I stepped in first, and the child followed closely behind, holding me tightly with one hand, tugging at the corner of my clothes with the other, and whispered:

"Father, grandma is bad, I'm afraid..."

I glanced at the nun. Fortunately, she couldn't understand Chinese, but she just looked at the baby kindly.

In a strange and mysterious religious place, the child seemed particularly disturbed. I picked him up and comforted him:

"It's okay, grandma is a good person, we are not afraid, what are we afraid of if there is a father?"

The baby put his hand around my neck, put his head on my shoulder and didn't speak.

I stepped into the church, surrounded by silence and emptiness, and the many glass windows were colorful. Originally, the sun should shine through the glass and cast beautiful and colorful light and shadow on the ground.

However, due to the unfavorable gloomy weather today, not only is the room dark, but even the high-saturation color on the glass seems to have faded, covering it with a thin gray cloth.

The seats of the chapel are divided into left and right areas, with a wide aisle in the middle.I stepped on the velvet carpet and walked forward, and the deeper I went, the more I felt something was wrong.

Why is it so dark in here?

Apart from the candles on the ancient menorah, there is basically no other lighting facilities.

Perhaps the medieval church will restore the environment at that time to the greatest extent in order to retain its characteristics and attract tourists, but the lighting system can always be improved. There are other tourists on weekdays, and other residents of the town will also come. Is it the same at other times? situation?

The moment I walked to the middle of the aisle.

brush--

There was a sudden whiteness in front of my eyes.

All the lights in the room were turned on at the same time.

The sudden bright light made me feel extremely dazzling. I quickly closed my eyes, reached out to cover the baby's eyes, and opened them after a while. The gorgeous chandelier that greeted my eyes made me dizzy.

"Qin Yuan! Is it you! What the hell are you doing! Don't you know that it's very bad for the child's eyes to go dark for a while and brighten for a while!"

I subconsciously blurted out Chinese and shouted at the other party.

I haven't been able to adapt to the light in the entire lobby, squinting my eyes and looking straight ahead, I can only vaguely see a vague figure, his body wrapped in a long black windbreaker, so I can't recognize the other person's figure.

With his back to me, he was standing on a wooden platform, facing the huge red cross, and the floodlight hit his back, making him look extraordinarily stalwart.It also illuminates the sentence on the white wall, just above the cross, written in Italian - God so loved the world.

In such a sacred picture, he seems to be a messenger who descended to the world suddenly, and I am about to become the object of his judgment.

Such an extremely shocking scene made me a little startled, I unconsciously took two steps back with the child in my arms, and spoke again in a panic:

"Hey! Qin Yuan! Is that you? You should say something!"

The other party didn't move and didn't answer for a long time, which made me even more anxious.

The baby probably felt uncomfortable being covered by me. He struggled and shook his head, whimpering twice in my arms.I slowly let go of my hand, stroked his back, comforted him, and spoke to him again:

"Qin Yuan, I won't be polite if you do this again! Yes, I gave birth to the child without telling you, but I haven't spent a penny on you in the past two years, and I didn't ask you to take care of your upbringing. Fei, didn't we celebrate our child's birthday together today? If you have something to say, don't pretend to be—"

Before I could say the words "God and Ghost", the other party suddenly interrupted my words.

And also answered me in Chinese:

"Xin Gan, you are really here."

I was taken aback.

This voice is too familiar, I clearly heard it not long ago.Coupled with the other party's inexperienced Chinese pronunciation, I immediately confirmed the other party's identity, and I was taken aback.

The other party turned around slowly. At this time, I have completely adapted to the light, so I took a closer look, as expected!

"Watarase! Why are you? Why are you here?"

Surprised, I took a few steps forward with the child in my arms.

"Qin Yuan asked me to celebrate the baby's birthday today, how do you know I'm here? Oh yes, it was you who suggested us to travel here..."

As I spoke, my voice became weaker and weaker, and finally I lost my voice, and my feet stopped.

I looked at Watarase suspiciously: "No, the meeting place for me and Qin Yuan was changed temporarily, how did you know that I made an appointment to meet him here?"

Watarase stood there with a smile, the cross on his back made his smile holy and warm, and his eyes were full of pity.

……mercy?

Why do I have this idea.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to say hello to you in advance, but do you know that Xin Gan, your alpha, Qin Yuan, won't come to meet you.

He put his hands behind his back and shook his head regretfully.

"So I'm here for him, I hope you won't be sad."

I couldn't understand, and murmured:

"How do you know he won't come? Do you have contact with Qin Yuan?"

No, Watarase clearly doesn't know Qin Yuan, how could there be any connection between two people who couldn't get together?

"Of course not, but we can think about it together. As a young man with a promising future in the business and art world, what should he most want to do at this time?"

Before I could answer, Watarase immediately turned his back, faced the cross, clasped his hands reverently, and prayed in a low voice.

"Let me tell you." He said slowly, "What Qin Yuan wants to do most is definitely to get rid of you and his son. You two are the stumbling block on his way to success, and the dark side he doesn't want to mention. How could he do that? Still meeting with you? He has been lying to you."

He turned around, indifferently took out his cell phone from his pocket, and stretched his other hand into the inner pocket of the windbreaker:

"Otherwise, I'll make a call for you and confirm with Qin Yuan to see if he recognizes this precious son."

I saw clearly what he was holding high in his hand, and all the blood on my face disappeared instantly.

It was an Italian Beretta pistol.

The author says:

Heart: I have seen guns many times