greenery is king

Chapter 357 The Chapel
Ai Huan sat in front of the TV for a long while. He originally thought that seeing Milan slipping would be a very happy thing, but the fact proved that there was no joy in his heart, only endless emptiness, and even a little bit of loss of interest. Milan shouldn't be like this, right?
At this time, the air in the room was a bit oppressive, and the low voice made it difficult for Ai Huan to breathe. He couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up and walked out of the hotel.It had just rained outside, and the street was empty again. There were few pedestrians but the air was very fresh and comfortable. Although it was already late at night, Ai Huan still walked towards the darker place without hesitation.

He didn't come to Milan because he wanted to lead Milan into the bottom of the valley. He wanted to lead this team to the top. Even when he wanted revenge, he wanted to get a championship trophy. , But how did it come to this situation now?At this time, Ai Huan felt regret for the first time.

In the dark night, the surroundings are quiet, and the dim street lamps in the shadows seem to be pairs of gloomy eyes, but what they emit is a gloomy light.Ai Huan suddenly thought of the crowd who once cheered for him in the stands, are they looking at him with this kind of eyes and this kind of mentality now?

They used to call themselves gods on the court, but now they see themselves as demons?The situation in Milan was not caused by him alone, but no one cares about this anymore. They have now vented all their anger on their own heads, and they are a sinner.

Leaving Milan is not a difficult task. He even thought of the most difficult situation, but at this moment he suddenly felt that everything he did was meaningless. Can he really leave with his head held high?Even in a brand new environment, can I really integrate into it quickly?Once the other party wants to change something, do I still have to use this method to fight back against them?

I heard from Pierre before that many clubs have expressed interest in him, but after these few days, almost half of them have fallen, and most of the clubs have retreated. It's not that they don't like his ability, but no one wants to Find a ticking time bomb in your club.

"What's wrong with me? Why can't I control my emotions more and more?"

Just when he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a melodious bell ringing, which sounded very pleasant in the dark night, and Ai Huan unconsciously followed the sound and walked over.

At the end of this street, there is a very inconspicuous small church. There are no other buildings next to it, and it just appears so bare on the street.Ai Huan has been in Rome for a few days, and he often sees a large number of churches, but those churches are all resplendent and magnificent. It is said that Europeans use all their gold to build churches, but it is the first time for such a simple and simple church Seeing this, I couldn't help being a little curious.

Ai Huan strolled up, only to find that although the church is simple but antique, the thick and hard wooden door is full of traces of time at first glance. At this time, the wooden door is opened a crack, and there is a warm golden light coming out from the gap Sprinkled over the mottled stone steps.

I don't know what was driving it, but Ai Huan actually pushed the door and walked in. At this moment, a melodious singing sounded from inside. Amid the singing, Ai Huan slowly walked into the church, but he was stunned by everything in front of him. up.

The interior decoration of this church is definitely not as simple as it looks from the outside. All the arrangements inside are exquisite, and even the smallest details are taken care of.There are a large number of exquisite murals painted on the walls of the church, each of which is so beautiful that it breaks the heart. Even a person like Ai Huan who had no prior knowledge of art was stunned by what he saw.

He couldn't help but walked to the side of the murals and looked at the pictures carefully. The more he looked at them, the more frightened he became, the more he couldn't extricate himself, as if he had stepped into the world of these paintings.

But at this time, I suddenly heard an old and kind voice in my ear, "You can look at it, child, but please don't reach out and touch it, because these are all painted by Michelangelo, they are so valuable."

Ai Huan was startled and immediately turned around, only to see a kind-faced old man with white beard and hair standing in front of him. He was wearing a white silk robe. Although the old man's face was wrinkled, the smile on his face was It gives people a feeling that they want to get close to him very much. It seems that he should be the kind of old missionary who deals with believers all the year round.

"I'm sorry, I came in without permission." Ai Huan knew that many churches had certain rules, and some even did not allow anyone to enter. If what the old man said just now was true, then it means that there are churches here too. It was a church with terrible historical value, and it might be a private product of the church, so the first thing he thought of was to apologize.

The old man still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care about Ai Huan's intrusion, and even liked him a little bit. The brilliance from his eyes made Ai Huan suddenly think of an idiom - like a spring breeze!
"Son, why are you in the church at this hour?"

"I want to ask, I'm not a Catholic believer, am I eligible to enter here?" I don't know why Ai Huan suddenly asked such a sentence.

The old man laughed, "Of course! Our father has always been philanthropic. Whether you believe in him or not, he will open his door with a smile. Let's sit down and talk. I am old and I can no longer be like you young people." This is full of energy, and I won't be able to stand for long." Speaking of this, the old man smiled wryly.

Ai Huan also smiled, and sat opposite the old man involuntarily.The old man also sat casually on a wooden chair. It seemed that he had been through wind and rain, and he did not know how many celebrities had sat on it.

"Son, you look very confused, right?" the old man spoke, and his eyes gradually brightened, like a flash of light.

"Father, I am very confused. The biggest problem is that I don't know what I did wrong? Why did I come here with a beautiful dream, but it ended like this?"

"Is there anything strange? The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. If you have great ability but are unwilling to take on more responsibilities, you will naturally have more troubles. The fans regard you as a savior, and they have forgotten You are only 19 years old, it is the time of youth and confusion, but you still treat yourself as a child, the gap between you is naturally terrible."

Ai Huan was startled, and stood up all of a sudden, "You know me? Who are you?"

　Thanks 9, 1, 0, 5, 0, 7 for the reward!

　　
　
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