Suddenly, an exclamation hovered over the church. This voice came from the mouth of someone very familiar to Rensuke Shirakawa.
That person was Ye Zhaoling, but her lips didn't move.
Ye Zhaoling was clearly standing in front of him, and he could grab her as soon as he stretched out his hand!
Rensuke Shirakawa has been paying attention to her movements, but she did not speak!
"Get away quickly! Shirakawa Rensuke! If you don't get away, you will be cut in the chest by it!"
These words were almost shouted by a woman, and the echo left in the church was as "shocking" as the noise of a tractor.
The owner of this voice used all his strength to command Shirakawa Rensuke.
He used a very familiar voice.
Ye Zhaoling covered her ears and panicked: "What is it? Who is speaking with my voice?! Mr. Baichuan! I'm so scared! What is that?! It's so scary!" That thing actually pretended to be her voice and openly provoked her!
The sound was so loud! It was like killing a pig!
Rensuke Shirakawa pressed his hand on her shoulder, trying his best to give her a feeling of reassurance: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Don't listen to it, look into my eyes, believe me, everything will be fine."
"Of course I believe you, Mr. Baichuan, you are a good person." Ye Zhaoling nodded with trust in his eyes.
The sound of spores hitting the church glass is endless. Everything is noisy yet quiet, everything is entangled yet firm, as if time has stopped at this moment.
Rensuke Shirakawa suddenly smiled.
Ye Zhaoling pulled him and said uneasily: "Let's leave here quickly! I'm so scared! It's dark and cold here, and I don't want to stay here... Mr. Baichuan, can we leave together?"
"Well..." Rensuke Shirakawa held her wrist with a bright smile. His dark cloak had long been lifted by the strong wind, and his silver-white hair danced weakly among the gorgeous colors. They came and went,
Swinging, not disorganized.
"Great, let's go then..."
Before Ye Zhaoling finished speaking, Rensuke Shirakawa suddenly tightened his grip on her wrist, interrupting her, and then he said slowly: "Do you remember the story I told you?"
"...Huh?" Ye Zhaoling nodded doubtfully, "Yes, that artist's story? I remember, what's the matter?"
"At the end of the story, the artist finally knew why the man fell in love with her. In order to get revenge on him, the artist sent him a letter telling him the truth."
Ye Zhaoling smiled and nodded: "I know this, what's the matter?"
Rensuke Shirakawa said to himself: "Why do men fall in love with her? The answer in the artist's heart tells her - it is because the person the man loves is not her at all, but the sculpture; or in other words, it is that face
, that face that is exactly the same as the sculpture, and that face not only belongs to her, but also belongs to her sister, the artist's twin sister who was made into a sculpture by her own hands."
"So she brutally told him the truth."
"Hmm..." Ye Zhaoling raised an eyebrow.
"Do you know why a man ate the box of macarons given to him by the artist before he knew the truth? In fact, there are little surprises in each macaron, and they are hidden in their ingredients.
A certain limb fragment of the artist's twin sister, except for the last one, the artist specially placed a piece of nail that cannot be chewed by teeth..."
"Why?" Ye Zhaoling opened his eyes slightly.
"Because men find that what they fall in love with is indeed sculptures." The smile on Rensuke Shirakawa's lips does not diminish, "What he loves from the beginning to the end is sculptures."
"Not the man in the sculpture."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zhaoling laughed.
"Hehehehe! -" Smiling, Ye Zhaoling's face suddenly turned up. Just like this, her whole face turned up from her chin up!
Bright red flesh and blood was exposed under the skin, and he grinned with a big mouth.
"You have to fucking piss me off? Don't you? You stupid human being!!!"
The roar raged through every corner of the church, and "she" stretched out several of her arms and legs in rage.
The river crab stiffly hit "her" shoulder. It fell on the tiles with a "plop" and stopped moving. Because it was too big and heavy, it made a loud noise when it fell, which attracted "Ye Zhao"
"Ling" looked down at him.
The two big eyes of the river crab were tightly closed, just like what was shown in the animation, with two big "X"s drawn on them.
He Xrab: Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! This falling out is so scary! It’s so scary! Damn it, I can’t bear it.
Blow up the earth with one punch! His grandma’s eggs, uncle Liu’s cantaloupe, sister’s big nest of melons, grandpa’s big chicken legs, aunt’s big grapes, mom’s
Cucumber vegetable Dad’s big bread Grandpa’s third uncle’s big plums Second aunt’s peach Third uncle’s watermelon
The big durian, the second master’s small strawberry, his third aunt’s grandma’s big cabbage, his brother’s big noodles, the sister’s small rapeseed, the brother’s zucchini…
"She" expanded dozens of times. Fortunately, the interior of the church was large and spacious, otherwise the ten-meter-long arms would not be able to stretch left and right, and the alien's hugeness would not be able to give people the most intuitive feeling.
"She" is rising silently as a whole. If there is no church dome to restrict "her", it seems that she will be shoulder to shoulder with the sun soon.
During the time when her true form was revealed, the fitted clothes were burst and shattered into powder. Those who were closer could see her broad, snow-white, hard body. Her skin was as smooth as a sculpture.
There are no wrinkles, edges, folds or deformations on it, even though "she" has grown from the size of a human to a behemoth like Mount Everest.
However, the sight of this giant creature remaining still in motion is still enough to make everything thrilling.
Behind "her" head, a chaotic and dark mess slowly emerged - like the smoke in a factory chimney - except that it was as black as ink, with some crazy squirming insects visible to the naked eye, or other
Creatures moved desperately through the smoke, as if they were frightened.
People had to raise their heads and stare at "her".
"She" is really a great artist.
Why do you say that?
You see behind that large area of strange, sickly black fog, the stained glass windows of the church guide a beam of bright red sunlight to shine in.
