Chapter 24 I Love You Carefree

  This is a white fairy tale world, everywhere are classic movie buildings or characters in fairy tales. Xia Wenxian was like coming to an immortal place, holding her breath and moving forward slowly, afraid of disturbing this otherworldly paradise.

  Xia Qian Ning never dreamed that the ancient and sacred St. Peter's Cathedral could be so crystal clear and shining bright. Next to her, two children slid down from the top of the cathedral, Xia Qian Ning exclaimed: "I want to slide down too!"

  "We have to go up first!" Ling Shuiyue pointed at the stairs.

  Everything is transparent: slides, stairs and that sparkling St. Peter!

  "Slow down! Or it'll be like last time, no, worse than last time!" Ling Shuiyue stretched out his hand.

  Xia Qian Ning didn't even think about it and stretched out her hand. Those transparent steps really looked difficult to walk on.

  In front of the Egyptian obelisk, Xia Xianying ran to the Holy Door. When she went to the Vatican, she could only enter through the main gate and couldn't walk through the Holy Door. Today, she finally had the chance to walk through the Holy Door, although it was too small and fake. But in Xia Xianying's heart, its sacredness was unparalleled. The grand hall lacked solemnity, luxury, and holiness, but instead had more fantasy and fairy tales. The mysterious feeling of the semi-transparent dome hadn't diminished by half.

  "Oh! It can actually be carved into a bronze canopy and the throne of St. Peter!" Xia Xianjing couldn't help but whisper in admiration.

  Xia Qianjing admired the unique "St. Peter's Basilica", immersed in a fairy-tale world, and unknowingly came to the crystal-clear, semi-transparent chair. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand, lightly wiping the back of the chair: she had to touch it as gently as possible, and mustn't break it. Thinking of this, Xia Qianjing smiled - how could it possibly break? Something that can be used as a slide shouldn't be feared. She sat down naturally, solemnly gazing at the throne for a moment, then lowered her head, clasped her hands, closed her eyes, and devoutly prayed.

  Xia Xian Ning was drawn to the dreamy church, while Ling Shui Yue was attracted to the sculptor on the left side of the gate. After all, today wasn't a day for formal visits. The sculptor's ice knife rotated, refining the nearly completed statue of Peter.

  Rin stepped forward: "Artist! May I ask something of you?"

  The sculptor didn't lift his head, focusing on the chisel in his hand.

  "Master! May I ask you for something?"

  "What?" The master continued carving with his knife, still without lifting his head.

  "Draw your sword!"

  "What?" The master finally lifted his head and stopped working with his hands.

  "That thing in your hand!"

  "Will you play?"

  "Agreed!"

  "Then just show some respect!"

  Ling Shuiyue smiled slightly and bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle.

  The master also smiled: "Too superficial! Alright," the master pointed to Peter in front of him: "You tell me, what insights do you have about my work?"

  He glanced at the statue in front of him, remembering that there were two statues at the entrance of the church, one was Peter and the other was Paul. He couldn't recall which one was on the left. However, when he saw the golden key and the sacred edict in the statue's hand, he laughed: "It's a fisherman! Master! Forgive me for being blunt, you are limited by the materials used to carve you, so you can't surpass the original work. Even if you weren't limited by the materials, the possibility of surpassing the original work would still be zero."

  "Brat! I asked you to express your feelings about this statue, not just criticize and compare it with the original."

  "Master! I don't want to be hypocritical, but what you just said is indeed nitpicking. Your work is already excellent. The wisps of hair on your head, the wrinkles on your face, the tufts of beard on your chin... and this layered robe are all very delicate. Moreover, the expression on your face is more in line with the temperament of this church - lovely, fairy-tale-like, dreamy. I think every so-called saint should be lovable and approachable, not sacred and inviolable. Peter was originally a fisherman, he's closer to nature, sunshine, and the sea, even if later generations put a halo on him. He should also be innocent. Maybe innocence is the true meaning of life! Maybe this semi-transparent church is truly sacred!"

  They were destined to be together. The master didn't say anything else and handed the engraving knife in his hand to Ling Shuiyue: "What do you want to do?"

  "Ring!"

  "What? A ring? How exciting! Can I wear it for a few minutes?"

  "Of course it's for life!"

  "It's icy and will melt in a moment. Even if it doesn't melt now, it'll melt when you get home. What a life, can't even get through one day."

  "It depends on how you wear it." Ling Shuiyue picked up a piece of ice that the master had just shaved off from the ground.

  "Are you okay? Don't just look at it as a circle, it's actually a ring!"

  Ling Shuiyo flashed the knife in front of Master: "You have such a good tool. If I can't even carve a ring, how can I live up to this tool?"

  "You're a connoisseur!" Hearing Ling Shuiyue's words, and seeing that his hands were also very skilled with the engraving knife, the master didn't say anything else, but quietly watched Ling Shuiyue's carving performance.

  In the midst of laughter, the small ice block in Ling Shuiyue's hand had transformed into a ring: "Master! This equipment is top-notch! As an amateur, I can use it so smoothly, and the price must be hefty."

  "That's it!"

  Ling Shuiyue engraved "l&x" on the ring again. Then she held it in her hand, looked at it against the light, and thought it was not bad.

  "Alright! You little brat! Can you lend me a hand now? How about it? Are you interested?"

  "I want to too, but school doesn't allow skipping class!"

  "Aren't you afraid of skipping class? The school doesn't even allow dating, but you're still dating that little beauty."

  "Thank you! Romance and skipping class are two different things. If I don't study hard, my wife will go hungry in the future, otherwise we'll be drinking the northwest wind!"

  "How old are you, calling yourself a wife already!" The master shouted at Ling Shuiyue's back.

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  Ling Shuiyue walked into the hall, saw Xia Qianqian bow her head and lower her head seriously, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth. This transparent church was more suitable for her pure self to pray.

  Xia Xian Ning finished her prayer, opened her eyes and saw that Ling Shuiyue was not praying, but just staring at her foolishly: "Why aren't you praying? Mom said that when we enter the church, we must pray, just like when we enter a temple, we have to kowtow. If we don't do it, we will offend the gods."

  Ling Shuiyue wouldn't listen to Xia Qianqian's nonsense, and pulled her hand to leave the seat. Qianqian grasped Ling Shuiyue's sleeve: "You have to be like I was just now, bow your head and shake hands, only then... can we leave."

  He couldn't bear the pleading in her eyes, so Ling Shuiyue reluctantly mimicked Xia Qinger's previous actions and made a so-called prayer.

  Xia Qian Ning smiled and gazed at Ling Shui Yue: "I knew you were the best."

  Ling Shuiyue pulled Xia Qinger's hand and came before the throne.

  "Do you like it here?"

  "I like it. The church here is more fairy tale-like."

  Ling Shuiyue opened his hand, revealing a pair of rings. He picked one up and knelt on one knee: "Xia Qianying! Will you be Ling Shuiyue's wife?"

  "You?" Xia Xianjing was shocked and at a loss for words, unable to respond for a moment.

  Ling Shuiyue probably never thought that Xia Qianying would respond. He just said those words to himself, and then put the ring on Xia Qianying's nameless finger covered by thick gloves.

  "Xia Qian Ning! Are you taking off the ring that was bestowed upon you in front of the sacred throne of St. Peter at the Vatican's St. Peter's Basilica?" Ling Shui Yao said coldly.

  Xia Qian Ning stopped her actions: "You?"

  Ling Shuiyue put another ring on her own ring finger, then raised her hand in front of Xia Qiaorong's eyes: "From now on, you are mine, for a lifetime..."

  Xia Qian Ning's feet started to move backwards, 10 centimeters, 20 centimeters... Ling Shui Yao grasped Xia Qian Ning's hand with the ring on it, gazing at her anxiously with infinite deep affection.

  She shouldn't have come with him, shouldn't have come to this fake church with him. She shouldn't be enchanted by the dreamy scenery, and he even more so shouldn't use this illusion to confuse her, use his eyes to enthrall her... "You... did I make you hesitate like that? Even if that ring was made of ice..."

  "I'm willing!" Xia Xianying covered her own mouth. How could she say these three words?

  Ling Shui's slightly furrowed eyebrows relaxed, replaced by curved eyes. He tightly hugged Xia Qianying: "Ugly eight! I love you!"

  Xia Qian Ning felt that she must have been under a spell, the spell of love. Otherwise, why would she be so obedient to the man in front of her, agreeing to everything he said? She was like a wooden puppet. Snuggled in his arms, she repeated after him: "Ling Shui Yao! I love you!"

  "What did you say?" Ling Shuiyue doubted her own ears.

  Xia Qian Ning's small face turned red: "Shall we go down the slide?"

  "No! I want you to say it again for me!"

  "No! You've only said it once." Xia Xian's voice grew softer and softer, the last two words she seemed to have not heard herself.

  "Rin Shuyō loves Kaori Hyūga! I love you! Rin Shuyō loves Kaori Hyūga! Rin Shuyō loves Kaori Hyūga......" Rin Shuyō shouted happily, his voice echoing in the 'church'.

  Xia Qian Ning hastily covered Ling Shui Yao's mouth and lowered her voice: "Don't shout! Don't shout!"

  "You say you love me... or else..."

  "I love you!" Xia Wenjing said and ran towards the gate.

  Ling Shuiyue chased out just in time to see Xia Qinger running down the stairs. Ling Shuiyue shouted loudly: "Ugly eight! Aren't you going to slide down?"

  Xia Qian Ning slowed down hesitantly, and Ling Shui Yue took the opportunity to catch up, pulling Xia Qian Ning's hand as they ran upwards.

  Xia Xian Ning stood in front of the slide, but her body wanted to retreat backwards. This slide was much higher and longer than usual slides, and it was made of ice, wouldn't it be very dangerous?

  "Scared? Isn't it supposed to be a slide at first sight? How come..."

  "What's wrong?" Ling Shuiyue said, breaking her heart, Xia Qianqian blushed and argued.

  To prove she wasn't afraid, Xia Qian Jing plucked up her courage and sat down with the help of the armrest.

  Ling Shuiyue couldn't help but guess Xia Qianying's cowardice, this slide was so scary that even Mingde didn't dare to slide. Seeing her desperately hiding her fear, the corners of his mouth wanted to curl up. Fortunately, she actually sat down. Ling Shuiyue sat behind Xia Qianying, stretched out his arms, put Xia Qianying's hands in his own, and then wrapped his legs around Xia Qianying: "Are you ready?"

  Her entire body was almost in his arms, and Xia Qing could even hear Ling Shuiyue's breathing. Was this okay? Although Xia Qing asked this, she had never thought of refusing, because she knew that only by doing so could she enjoy the fun brought by the slide: "Uh-huh."

  "It has begun!"

  "Ah———" Xia Xianying closed her eyes and savored the thrill of flying.

  "So soon?" Xia Xianying felt that as soon as her voice fell, they slid to the end and stopped.

  "It's been a long time since you've been shouting 'ah'. My ears are almost shattered, how can you shout so loudly?"

  "Really? Ah——" Xia Qian Ning stood on tiptoes and shouted in Ling Shui Yao's ear.

  Ling Shui dodged and weaved, the two of them suddenly left and right, so happy.