amaotonovel Chapter 125 She Prays for Him
Chapter 125 She Prays for Him
When Pei Yao arrived outside the mosque, he did not go in. This is the only mosque in the area that is open to public worship, and does not allow private visits. It is only open to tourists and sincere pilgrims.
I sent Lu Qi to the door and watched her go in. The mosque has only one main entrance and is surrounded by a wall. There are many people there during the day, so I guess she wouldn't be able to climb out.
He parked the car at the door and started talking on the phone by the car. Lu Qi pulled up her headscarf, wrapped herself in long clothes and trousers, and turned to go into the mosque.
This person didn't look like he was there to play with her, but rather to supervise her.
Did you think she would turn around and run away?
But it is.
She had just really thought about it and hesitated for a full hour between confessing and running away.
The ring in her hand was too heavy, so heavy that it scared her. She had to either confess or run away, but the man didn't intend to say anything to her.
With a sigh, the guide outside the mosque came up to her in fluent English and asked her, "Miss, are you here to pray or to visit?"
Lu Qi paused, thought for a moment, and told the person outside that she was here for a visit, but replied to the guide, "I'm here to pray."
She didn't want to tell him that in the past five years she had visited many temples, all kinds of them, churches, temples, and even mosques, to pray.
I don’t know why, but I seemed to be drawn by some idea and would worship in every temple I saw.
I didn't know what to pray for, so I said to the gods, "May everything I asked for in the past five years be granted, and always be true." I said it very piously.
After finishing speaking, he paused and added: "May Pei Yao live a smooth and peaceful life..."
Outside.
At the roadside parking lot, Pei Yao hung up the phone, folded his hands, and looked at the white marble mosque.
There are so many places to visit in Dubai, but I don’t understand why she chose this place as her second stop.
The first thing I did after retiring in Beijing was to live in a temple in the mountains. Now that I’m here, I want to visit a mosque. The gods don’t belong to the same system. What kind of messed up belief is this?
A message came on the phone from Rashid: [Sir, Fina has been sent to Ajman and will not appear in front of Madam anymore.]
Pei Yao glanced at the message coldly and deleted it immediately.
Not in a good mood, I leaned against the white Hummer and looked down at the ditch below the road.
A girl passing by stopped and looked at him for a few seconds, probably she was also a tourist.
Although in this world full of luxury cars, the girl who doesn't know cars doesn't know how valuable a car is, but he is so conspicuous. His height of 1.9 meters standing next to such a tall Hummer actually complements each other.
Unable to resist, the girl approached and started a conversation. Perhaps she had seen short videos from China, but she could tell that Pei Yao was Chinese, so she approached him and greeted him warmly.
"Brother, can I have your contact information?"
Pei Yao raised his eyelids. The girl was dressed innocently, but her hip skirt deliberately showed off her best parts.
I didn't expect that there are green tea girls abroad. If he had a cigarette in his mouth at this moment, he might bite the cigarette holder and reply to her. How dare she play with him?
Unfortunately, he has quit smoking for many years. Although Lu Qi can always arouse his desire to smoke, he has quit smoking. It was because of that heartless woman that he quit. He is obsessed with it.
Pei Yao scoffed lightly, revealing a dull tone: "Madam, don't talk nonsense in the mosque, and don't be afraid of blasphemy."
The girl blushed a little at what he said. Listening to the chanting coming from inside, she nervously argued: "I didn't say anything! I just saw that my brother was alone and wanted to talk to you."
"Heh." Pei Yao's cold snort penetrated his nose.
When their eyes met, the sudden murderous look in his eyes made the girl hesitate.
In a moment, the purity that had been tender and innocent was now filled with panic, and the expression that had hidden the desire to seduce him collapsed.
Pei Yao ignored the girl, turned around and walked around the front of the car, opened the door and got in, leaving the girl embarrassed and at a loss.
Just as Pei Yao was about to close the door, his fingers paused, and a voice from many years ago suddenly flashed through his mind. She was saying, "Don't talk nonsense in the church."
His gaze once again fell outside the mosque.
Five years ago she said she wasn't a believer, but she would visit temples to pray for him...
But, she doesn't remember anything, why did she come?
Suddenly, Pei Yao strode out of the car, passed the girl, and walked straight into the mosque.
After searching for a while inside, I saw Lu Qi, who had deliberately worn long sleeves and long pants to show respect for the mosque, walking out of the prayer hall and chatting and laughing with the guide.
He seemed to be holding a pendant in his hand.
In a flash, Lu Qi saw him, didn't give him a good look, and put the pendant in her bag.
Lu Qi walked towards him without saying anything. He spoke first, "What did you take?"
Under the headscarf, Lu Qi's face looked particularly small, and it felt like just a little bit could cover her completely. Yet, with such a delicate face, she spoke with such a sharp tone: "A souvenir, do you want it?"
She is really like that. The angrier he gets, the tougher she becomes.
Pei Yao didn't argue with her: "So you're here to collect souvenirs?"
"Yeah." Lu Qi held his head high and walked out, leaving him following behind.
"How many temple souvenirs have you collected?" Pei Yao asked suddenly.
Lu Qi didn't know why he asked this, so he replied casually: "Several drawers, all over the house, haven't you seen it?"
Indeed, on the 79th floor of Tianyu, he had seen all kinds of souvenirs, including temple fortune-telling papers and amulets, and church holy water and crosses.
I thought she was a collector.
As they were talking, they walked out of the mosque and came to the car. The girl was no longer lingering around the car.
Lu Qi opened the door and got into the car, folding his arms and waiting for him to drive, not knowing what he was angry about.
She was angry that he had given her a cold look in the morning, but it was obviously because of her attitude that she took the ring with an expression that made her unwilling to take it off.
Was she angry that he had clearly said he would accompany her, but ended up just supervising her and leaving her alone in the mosque for the entire afternoon? Perhaps she was a little angry about this.
Of course, perhaps the most infuriating thing was that when she was hesitant, he remained silent and didn't let her hear what she wanted to hear. And for this reason, Lu Qi himself seemed to be unaware of it.
The car started, and Pei Yao didn't ask any more questions, nor did he ask her where she was going next.
As the sun sets, there seems to be nowhere to go.
The car kept driving like this for half an hour, and finally, Lu Qi couldn't sit still anymore and turned to ask him, "Where are you going?"
"You don't have a plan?" the man asked her in return.
Okay, really. Lu Qi tilted his head and looked out the window: "No. I only plan to visit the mosque today."
"What do you think?"
How else can you see it? Use your eyes!
How could this person ask such nonsense?
However, Lu Qi didn't want to talk nonsense, so he said honestly: "Look at the marble, the mosaics, the crystal chandeliers, the prayer hall..."
Before Lu Qi could finish, the man asked again, "Who are you praying for?"
Why are you so obsessed with her prayers?!
Lu Qi took a deep breath. "Thousands of people pray every day, and they all ask for different things. They pray for fame, for profit, for money, for their lives. They never pray for you."
In the rearview mirror of the Hummer, Pei Yao's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were filled with a galaxy that Lu Qi had never seen before.
Then, the steering wheel turned sharply, and the Hummer suddenly turned around in the traffic, as if it had found a direction.
I heard his voice over the honking of horns during the crowded evening rush hour: "I have a plan."