Little Yu 'er looked at Tong Hua kneeling on the praying mat in the church devoutly with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed as if he was praying. She cursed in her heart. Hypocrite, you are not religious at all!
She had nothing to do and walked around the church, so she had no feelings for the Eastern Orthodox Church. She was also an atheist, but she felt that the stained glass of the church was quite nice and couldn't help but take a few more looks.
"What's so nice about glass?" Tong Hua asked.
In the church, there were some people reading aloud and some people praying. Little Yu 'er seemed out of place.
"There's nothing nice to see except glass. " Little Yu 'er replied.
"What about me?"
"You?" Little Yu 'er said,"I see it every day. What's so strange about it?"
Tong Hua said,"I will be angered to death by you one day."
"You've been angered by me for so many years and you didn't die. This proves that you have a strong vitality and won't die."
