Lu Xiaobei walked in out of curiosity. The church was divided into three floors: upper, middle and lower. Each floor was full of future Catholics. People of all colors and the same faith gathered here. They were gathered here.
Everyone held a candle in their hands and sang blessing songs together.
Lu Xiaobei walked in step by step. His steps were very small and his walking voice was very quiet. He was afraid that his rashness would disturb these promising believers. As he walked, Lu Xiaobei observed these people, regardless of
Whether they are black or white, Australian or Asian, they all have a kind of piety on their faces. They are all praying for happiness for their relatives or friends.
The lights in the room were dim, but the candles in their hands illuminated the entire lobby and everyone's faces. Lu Xiaobei, like many viewers, sat in the last row and looked at the devout Catholics in front of him.
The disciples prayed that in such an atmosphere, the killing in Lu Xiaobei's heart had long disappeared. At this moment, what Lu Xiaobei was thinking about was the hope for world peace, and the hope that in this world, there would be no more fighting and no more fighting.
Bloody killing.
Catholics knelt in front holding candles and praying. Many spectators in the back sat quietly in their seats and prayed with the Catholics. This is the largest church in San Francisco and one of the few cathedrals in the United States.
On Christmas Eve, people from all over the world will gather here.
Lu Xiaobei was looking at the people praying in front of him. At this time, he suddenly heard a voice in English. Although it was in English, the voice was very familiar and made Lu Xiaobei feel like he had seen it before: "Excuse me?" The voice came from behind,
Lu Xiaobei suddenly turned his head. At this moment, he couldn't believe his eyes. The person standing in front of him turned out to be Zhang Wei!
"Xiaobei, it's really you!" Zhang Wei said in surprise. He almost shouted out, but lowered his voice in order not to disturb others.
"Zhang...Zhang...Zhang Wei...you...shouldn't you be in Boston in the east of the United States? Why did you come to the west?" Lu Xiaobei was surprised and happy, and was speechless with excitement. This person in front of him
, isn’t it the Zhang Wei that I miss day and night? They haven’t seen each other for more than a year. The situation of the two of them has changed too much, but their appearance has not changed much. It’s just that Zhang Wei has become more beautiful and her clothes are more high-end.
.
"Aren't you supposed to be in Lingbei, China? Why are you in San Francisco? It's not the time for our country's winter vacation yet." Zhang Wei was also very excited, but deliberately pretended to be generous and let nature take its course.
"It's a long story. Are you still in high school in Boston?" Lu Xiaobei asked.
"Yes, I am in high school. I just took the entrance exam for Harvard University Medical School last month. I was admitted by exception. Harvard University in the United States starts at the same time as our country. I can go to Harvard on September 1st next year.
I am in college. I have nothing to do until September 1st next year. I have been staying in Boston for too long. I happen to have a Chinese classmate who lives here. She invited me to come to San Francisco during the Christmas vacation.
I just came here. I just arrived yesterday. After dinner in the evening, I came to this church with my classmates to observe the day and night blessings of Catholics. I didn’t expect to meet you here in the vast sea of people!" Zhang Wei finished with a smile,
During the year she has been in the United States, she is obviously much more lively and cheerful than before. This kind of personality is even more likable.
"Congratulations to you. You got admitted to Harvard. This is much better than Tsinghua University and Peking University in our country. I'm really happy to see you here today. Maybe this is our fate and God's arrangement.
"As he said that, Lu Xiaobei glanced at the statue of Jesus Christ in front of the church, and he couldn't help but feel a sincere respect.
At this time, a Chinese girl in a red leather jacket walked over from the crowd, patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder, and said in Chinese: "Zhang Wei, where have you gone! I've been looking for you for a long time, and I thought I lost you.
Here!" the girl said anxiously.
"Xiaoya, I'm sorry. I met my classmate from China here. It's him. I mentioned him to you in the dormitory before, Lu Xiaobei." Zhang Wei introduced Xiaoya.
Lu Xiaobei stretched out his hand politely, wanting to shake Xiaoya's hand. Xiaoya glanced at Lu Xiaobei and felt that Lu Xiaobei was dressed in a rustic style, like a nouveau riche from mainland China who came to the United States to travel with a little money.
Same. She hates poor people, and he thinks Chinese people who just came to America are very poor.
Xiaoya did not extend her hand, but said: "Nice to meet you."
Lu Xiaobei retracted his hand in embarrassment. He didn't care. His heart was still filled with the joy of seeing Zhang Wei again.
"Weiwei, let's leave quickly, there are too many people here." Xiaoya took Zhang Wei's hand and walked out.
Lu Xiaobei missed Zhang Wei again. It was not easy to see her here. He thought about her every day. After seeing her this time, he could not let her leave him. Lu Xiaobei passed through the crowd and followed.
come out.
It was a bit cold outside. Zhang Wei was wearing a thick white sweater with a novel style. There was no trademark on it and no brand could be seen. In the United States, the more deliberately concealing the trademark, the more expensive the clothes. Along the way, Lu Xiao
Bei followed Zhang Wei, and the two of them walked as slowly as possible. As they walked, the two of them talked. Zhang Wei told Lu Xiaobei about things at school. Lu Xiaobei was listening all the time, listening to Zhang Wei at such a close distance.
The voice was a kind of happiness for Lu Xiaobei.
Xiaoya was a bit ignorant, holding Zhang Wei with one hand and walking very quickly. She seemed to not want Zhang Wei to have too much involvement with this mainland boy Lu Xiaobei.
The three people walked to a one-way street. There were very few passing vehicles and very few people. At this time, a Porsche sedan stopped in front of the three of them. A handsome Chinese young man got out of the car and said: "Xiaoya,
Get in the car, let’s go home.”
When Xiaoya saw this Chinese young man, she suddenly became happy and shouted: "Brother, you are finally here!" After saying that, Xiaoya pulled Zhang Wei and was about to get in the car.
Zhang Wei was a little reluctant. She had just met Lu Xiaobei, and she still had too many things to say to Lu Xiaobei, and she hadn't even spent enough time with Lu Xiaobei.
Just when Zhang Wei was about to be pulled into the car, Lu Xiaobei suddenly stepped forward, took Lu Xiaobei's arm with one hand, and said, "Xiaoya, I want to stay with Zhang Wei for a while."
Xiaoya's first impression of Lu Xiaobei was not good. She originally didn't want Zhang Wei to spend more time with Lu Xiaobei. Now that Lu Xiaobei has done this, Xiaoya is very unhappy.
"Zhang Wei is living in our house now. Now that we are going home, naturally we have to take Zhang Wei with us." Xiaoya said...