You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Shen Jie woke up slowly, still dazed for a moment. After a while, her pupils finally focused and she recognized Xiao Yao, who had an anxious look on his face.

The latter was looking for the big bag in her thick hair, but found nothing.

"Ah, you're awake," Xiao Yao said with some surprise, "You don't look injured - how did you faint?"

Shen Jie sat up, touched her head and thought for a long time: "I can't remember - where is the person knocking on the door?"

"I sent him away." Xiao Yao told Shen Jie.

"Then I have to hurry up too," Shen Jie supported Xiao Yao and stood up with all her strength: "Hey, where are my shoes?"

"Hey, where are your shoes?" Xiao Yao said.

"Oh! I remember now!" Shen Jie said, "The shoes were thrown into the mirror."

Taking this as an opportunity, the girl slowly recovered her memory. It turned out that after she entered the bathroom with her shoes, she casually put the shoes in her hand into the mirror before crawling in.

"What's in the mirror? Do you remember it?" Xiao Yao asked anxiously.

"I didn't see anything." Shen Jie told Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao: “?”

"Yes, there is only darkness before my eyes."

According to Shen Jie's description and recollection, there was a void of darkness on the other side of the mirror - boundless darkness, nothing could touch it, not even the ground, and she seemed to be floating.

"I felt dizzy and my consciousness was blurry before I was fully inside," Shen Jie told Xiao Yao. "I quickly retreated outside the mirror, but the front half of my body had no support from the ground, so I couldn't use any strength at all. I could only use my feet to hook forward desperately, and then I didn't know anything."

Xiao Yao was frightened for a moment: "Go ask Doctor Yang to check you out, the one from the logistics team."

"Goodbye," Shen Jie shook her head and said, "How can I tell them? Oh, you call Brother Bo - forget it, I'll call, I'm afraid you can't explain it clearly."

"I thought so too." Xiao Yao nodded.

Shen Jie felt frustrated. She lost a bra and a pair of pantyhose on the first day of summer camp, and today she even lost her shoes. She didn't dare to go back and look for them every day. Besides, how could she go out without shoes?

She didn't want to run around barefoot outside like Yu Luying did before.

Fortunately, there were extra disposable slippers in the room, which solved the urgent problem.

At this moment, Lucia was sitting at the table in the dining room, holding a blue-covered copy of Our Lady's Hours in her hand, her lips moving silently.

The Little Prayers of Our Lady are recited at seven times every day, namely, Lamentations, Evening Prayers, Nocturnal Prayers, Laudatos, Matins, Noon Prayers, Midday Prayers and First Prayers. At this moment, it is the time for Noon Prayers, and Lucia is accustomed to reciting it after meals.

Just like her mother.

At this time, most people had finished their meal and left, and the entire dining hall was sparsely populated with only a few students left.

Those who stayed in the dining room were mainly those who came late, those who were not full, those who were distracted while eating, and those who did not leave after eating. After Lu Jiya finished reciting the sutra and did not see Xu Qingwei coming back, she prepared to go back to her room for a nap.

This little girl fell into the toilet?

This person has always been weird in every way.

However, it is better not to pry too much into other people's lives, especially if the other person doesn't want to.

Lucia dumped the garbage on the plates together, picked up the pile of empty plates in front of her, and was about to stand up.

Of course, the hotel has waiters who will collect them, but Lucia is used to taking her own plates to recycling centers or something like that.

At this time, she heard the girls next to her talking.

"Hey, that little girl is so pretty."

"Are you talking about people or clothes?"

"They are all."

Lucia glanced in the direction of the voice. The people chatting were a chubby girl and a girl with a thin face. Their eyes were directed at a pretty girl wearing an apricot top... that kind of Japanese-style school uniform?

Lucia recognized that this person was Father Yu's niece? Or something like that.

Father Yu has another niece who is both beautiful and pious, and has a good relationship with him - she is not very familiar with this one, but Lucia instinctively dislikes people who like to wear such "strange clothes".

It gives people a very "pretentious" feeling.

This is secondary, the main thing is her boyfriend.

He already has a girlfriend, but he keeps pestering Xu Qingwei. She just sits there and does nothing. How can she tolerate this?

I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all.

Of course, Xu Qingwei might not be telling the truth, at least she was hiding a lot of things from him.

The diamond ring on Xu Qingwei’s left ring finger - maybe it’s made of glass. Is it really just for fun as she said?

If that's the case, it's a bit too rude.

She is only 17 years old. She can't be forced to get engaged by her family, right? Lucia guessed wildly.

She could see that Xu Qingwei was worried, and she wanted to help her, but she couldn't force her.

Just mind your own business, Lucia said to herself.

"She eats so much." said the fat girl.

"Is there anyone who eats bigger than you?" asked the thin-faced girl.

"Get lost!" said the fat girl. "Didn't you notice that this is already her fourth plate? She's eaten at least three pounds of meat."

In fact, it was not three pounds, but at noon today, Yu Luying did eat twice as much as usual in order to make up for the amount Xiao Yao didn't eat.

"How is that possible?" said the thin-faced girl. "Look at how thin she is. She's even thinner than me."

"So it's very strange," the fat girl said, "I want to ask her for the secret of not getting fat by eating so much."

"It's no use asking for advice. There's no secret. It's just a matter of personal constitution. You can just envy her." The thin girl said, "But it's no wonder she has diarrhea after eating like that. Didn't she run out of class in the morning, holding her stomach, and she was with her boyfriend."

"Ah, I didn't notice," the fat girl said, "Do you have to go to the bathroom with your boyfriend?"

The two girls looked at each other and laughed together.

Lucia frowned unhappily.

"Hey, you know, I heard there is another type of person whose appetite suddenly increases dramatically."

"Consumptive?"

"Pregnant."

"You are so bad, aren't you?"

Then there was another burst of laughter.

Although Lucia's first impression of Yu Luying was very average, she could not tolerate such behavior: "Girls, gossiping about others behind their backs is not Christian behavior."

The two women looked at each other, stuck out their tongues, and gave Lucia a look that said "Who are you sending it to?"

Lucia left with the plate, and could vaguely hear words like "old nun" coming from behind.

She almost had a fit on the spot, but she held it back and left.

Pray for them.

--split line--

That afternoon, Xiao Yao, who had had a good sleep, attended the Group D history class in a full spirit, seriously, actively and lively manner.

He had loved history classes at school and was a member of the history club—he especially loved the parts about war.

The teacher's name is Li Teng. He holds a Doctor of Philosophy (Medieval Studies) from the University of Liverpool in the UK. He is an associate researcher in the Department of World History, School of Humanities, Shanghai Normal University, and concurrently serves as deputy director of the Department of World History. His humorous teaching style is deeply loved by Xiao Yao.

Today's lecture was about the history of the ancient church. The main content was how the church was subjected to bloody persecution for 400 years under the rule of the Roman Empire, as well as the life and works of the early church fathers. Xiao Yao was not interested enough and raised his hand to ask when the lecture on the Crusades would begin, which caused a burst of laughter.

“That’s a good question,” Teacher Li said happily. “I assure you, I can’t wait to get to that part too—and we will.”

It’s always more satisfying to beat someone up than to be beaten up, Xiao Yao thought.

Interest is the best teacher. Although we can't talk about the 11th century today, the afternoon is still short and pleasant. Xiao Yao listened to the class carefully, but it was still difficult not to worry about whether Shen Jie would have any sequelae.

And the world in the mirror was dark, completely empty, and contained a gas that could make people unconscious (that’s how Xiao Yao understood it). What was that?

Yu Bo replied that he would come back to the summer camp in a few days and asked himself and Shen Jie not to act rashly. It seemed that there was nothing they could do for the time being.

Before coming down to class, I covered the bathroom mirror with paper. I didn’t know how to explain it to Gao Sijun in the evening.

There are three classes in an afternoon, and then it's dinner time.

During dinner, everyone tacitly and by convention sat in groups. Xiao Yao had no choice but to sit with the people in green T-shirts, secretly feeling a little annoyed.

What a crappy habit this is. It’s even inconvenient for me to sit down and eat with Yu Luying.

Yu Luying was wearing a pink T-shirt. Xiao Yao looked at her from a distance and asked which group the pink one belonged to.

"It's 'The ABCs of Love.'" Zhao Xiaomei interrupted and replied, "It was opened by Father Zuo. It teaches people how to fall in love."

"What? There's a course for this?" Xiao Yao was stunned.

"It must be because you treat them badly," Zhao Xiaomei teased, "that's why they have to go out of their way to learn how to get along with you."

The members of Group D, including Li Teng, laughed together, and the dinner table was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Xiao Yao said with a dry laugh.

After dinner, there was a period of free time, neither too long nor too short. Yu Luying wanted to go for a walk on the beach with Xiao Yao, but in order to strengthen his image as a good kid, Xiao Yao dragged Yu Luying to "accompany the Holy Communion."

Yu Luying felt that Xiao Yao might have believed something too much, and she was mixed with joy and sorrow, but she still went with him.

The sanctuary is right next to the room we were in yesterday in Taizé. There is a soft carpet on the floor and you have to take off your shoes when you enter.

There were already about ten people sitting in the room. Xiao Yao had just found an empty seat and sat down when Shen Jie sent him a text message: "My roommate has gone to accompany the Holy Eucharist. Should we sneak out and take a walk by the Shanghai beach?"

Xiao Yao had no choice but to reply, I saw your roommate, I was sitting far behind her to the right.

Shen Jie replied with a "."

After a while, she rushed in, looked at Xiao Yao with complicated eyes, put on her white lace veil, and sat next to Lucia.

Just like this, the three of them sat "together" for more than an hour, and then it was time for the evening group activity.

In the evening, we will still have group discussions. Today's theme is "My Story". The content is in the form of personal speeches and storytelling. Each person will have 20 minutes to tell the story of "facing oneself, reconciling with oneself, finding God, and finding the value and direction of life". After that, there will be collective silence and collective evening prayer.

After finishing all this round, it was already past ten o'clock when Xiao Yao followed Gao Sijun back to 1503.

The boy was so tired that he felt like his body was falling apart and he wished he could just fall asleep. Under the supervision of Gao Sijun and Yu Luying (remotely), he took a shower.

Just as he lay down on the bed, Shen Jie sent him a text message, asking him to meet at the "old place" after turning off the lights.

Xiao Yao wrote back to politely decline, saying that he was extremely sleepy and needed to catch up on some sleep tonight.

Although Shen Jie was unhappy, she also expressed her understanding.

Of course, the deeper reason why Xiao Yao refused was that if he sneaked out every night, Gao Sijun would definitely notice him.

He considered whether he should tell Shen Jie truthfully about his conversation with Yu Bo that day, the "observations" of the head of the Yu family, and so on, to prevent the latter from thinking that he had changed his mind and having all sorts of thoughts - but when he thought about the malice and dissatisfaction that Shen Jie had expressed to Yu Luying in front of him when she came at noon, he felt that if he told it out, it might not be of any benefit to go to such an extent for Yu Luying's matter.

"Lao Gao, let's do the evening class together - er, night class?" Xiao Yao took out a "Blue Book".

Xiao Yao had mentioned this to Shen Jie before, asking her to ask Lucia to get him a copy of Our Lady's Little Hours, so Shen Jie secretly gave it to him during the group activity in the evening.

"You read it, and I will pray myself later." Gao Sijun said as he took out his "blue book" - GBA.

The next day was Friday and there was no meat in the cafeteria.

There was seafood, but Xiao Yao suffered from "gastroenteritis" and could not recover so quickly, so he could only endure eating white steamed buns, swallowing white eggs, and drinking white porridge - it was complete torture.

Fortunately, he could still taste some delicious seafood from Yu Luying's food, but she refused to have any more food and only wanted to eat her own portion, which made Xiao Yao confused.

The days passed one by one. There was mass in the morning, a chicken soup class in the morning, and small group classes in the afternoon. After dinner, Xiao Yao, Yu Luying, and Shen Jie would have a "threesome date" in the Eucharist without saying a word. In the evening, there were various group activities. Finally, they returned to their rooms, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

On Friday and Saturday, Shen Jie asked Xiao Yao to meet after lights out, but he made excuses and refused on Sunday. Xiao Yao saw that Shen Jie didn't look for him anymore and knew that she was angry, so he took the initiative to ask her to meet in the hallway. Shen Jie wanted to show off her anger, but she decided to give up and went to the appointment on time. However, Xiao Yao only sat for 20 minutes before he hurried upstairs.

On Monday, no one made any plans with anyone else, but just like before, we chatted intermittently via text messages.

On Tuesday, Dicky Cheung came to the camp, accompanied by Bishop Jin of the Shanghai Diocese. Dicky Cheung gave a speech on how faith helped and changed his life, and used it to encourage the students.

After the speech, many students came to talk to Dicky Cheung, take photos with him, and ask for his autograph. The place was packed with people and very lively.

Shen Jie had no interest in celebrities, so she took advantage of the fact that she had no classes that morning (thanks to Dicky Cheung) and went out for a walk alone.

She walked out of the Saint-Ai Hotel, grasping the hem of her red T-shirt with both hands, kicking the sand on the ground carelessly, not caring about the toes of her sandals getting dirty, and walked towards the beach.

It was a cloudy day today and the weather outside was quite comfortable. The girl, with a melancholy look on her face, slowly stopped walking.

"Mimi mimi, mama mama~" Shen Jie supported her waist and practiced the voice according to the method taught by the teacher.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh~”