361 Meeting an old friend (1/2)
Chapter 361: Meeting an old friend
Translator: _Min_Editor: Rundi
Rather than a church, it was more like a museum.
The church had religious text that could be read, but it had no souvenirs. Perhaps indicating it was a sacred place rather than a tourist attraction. But because today was not worship day, there was no one praying in the church.
Inscriptions on shrines told the vicissitudes history of the Catholic Church. Jiang Chen held Ayesha's hand while he briefly glanced around.
”Is this a gothic style building?” Ayesha with one finger on her lips looked up at the magnificent dome.
”Should be, I don't really know. Why?” Jiang Chen asked.
”Because… I often see gothic style clothing in the magazines,” With the tip of her lips forming a curvature. ”I think it's cute.”
”Haha, but this building doesn't resemble cuteness.” Jiang Chen forced a laugh and scanned his surrounding.
A priest stood under the altar with a couple standing in front of him. The white-haired priest drew a cross in front of his chest and blessed the two. Ayesha noticed that the couples had a joyous smile on their faces when they left.
”What are they doing?”
”Receiving the blessing of the holy light? The couple should be praying or marrying or something.” Jiang Chen made something up.
The priest seemed to have noticed the two looking at him. He kindly smiled and walked to them.
”Do you need help with something?”
Considering Ayesha's religion, Jiang Chen wanted to refuse, but the girl blinked her eyes and looked at the elderly father with white hair.
”Even as a pagan, is the blessing effective?”
The question was blatant, but the priest only paused for a moment before he spoke with an earnest expression.
”Of course. It all depends if you love him or not.”
Ayesha's cold expression bloomed into a joyful smile.
”Mhmm. I love him dearly.”
Jiang Chen felt teary.
Ayesha's honest but innocent confession made him feel a different emotion.
He never admitted that he was a good man. Not because he was greedy, he just never had a strong mental fortitude.
The priest looked at Jiang Chen, his eyes seemed to possess the ability to observe everything.
”Then, do you love her?”
”I love her,” Jiang Chen said affirmatively.
Ayesha's eyes welled up with tears. She hugged Jiang Chen's arm and rubbed her face against it.
If he had one positive trait, it would be that he never lied about his emotions. Although there was the suspicion of being a quibble, Jiang Chen didn't plan to explain anything.
A smile appeared on the priest's face.
”May the Lord bless you, and you will be happy.”
He drew the cross and blessed them.
…
When they came out of the church, Ayesha dangled her entire body weight on Jiang Chen's arm, and her expression was exuberant.
Among the trees, white roses blossomed along the path, but in front of her perfect smile, it paled in comparison.
It was rare for her to display such intimacy in public.