Chapter 469: Chapter 469
###Chapter 466 All People Get Lost - Part 3
The location was so familiar that when I saw the body under the white cloth, I panicked for a moment.
I still remembered the story she told me, but why would she commit suicide?
Who was she from the story she told me?
I had no other way to know. After seeing the people who should be seen, there was no regret that there was a hidden place called Spirit of the Wood next to Greenville.
The people there were devoted Christians. The road into the mountain was steep. It was the place where their church was settled which was carrying countless relieved souls.
Some people go to the mountain to find peace of mind, but also to find a release.
The road was not spacious. There were no vehicles, and the road was flattened by countless faithful believers. People were taking three steps, bowing down dedicatedly close to the statue of Jesus.
Wrapped in a red scarf and let the wind roar at the top of the mountain, I followed the statue of Jesus to worship procession and knelt in the crowd without praying or reciting the prayers given.
I just meditated in the heart. Every time I knelt and bowed down while reciting the prayer, it meant that I was surrendering my pain and sadness.
My movements were too abrupt, and an old man was talking around me. "Girl, you still have to wear knee pads. You'll bruise your knee easily."
I looked up and saw that the old man's eyes were soft, and the corners of his mouth were gentle and kind with a soft smile.
I smiled and said, "It's nothing compared to the pain I am feeling now. It's worth the sacrifice for the relief I will feel later."
Christians say that the living does not kneel and bow down to the dead, and the more faithful the heart was, the easier it was for the dead to be liberated.
It was a long way, as the old man said, and by the time I got to the top of the mountain, my knees could no longer bend.
Crawling at the feet of the statue of Jesus, I closed my eyes and put my hands together to pray, "May my Lord be merciful, bless the living in peace, and the dead rest in peace."
When the sound of reciting the prayer came to my ears, I knelt in front of Jesus's cross and gazed at the statue of Jesus for a long time. Jesus's face was kind, and his eyes were narrow and slightly picked up as if he had seen through all the joys and sorrows of time and right and wrong.
Life was short, everything was fleeting. I surrendered everything to be free.
All the things in this world are relieved by themselves. Sad or not, all the sufferings of the past have been left on the road of the church, and the scripture disc is spinning. This was the case with everything at this time.
Legend has it that the road of reincarnation, like the rotation of rosary beads, passes through haze and sadness, through dusk, perseverance, and warmth in hands, all of which can turn with the light and shadow and leave behind a bright future.
It was June in City A.
In the evening, in the future department of Anda Group, the middle-aged man came in with a bunch of documents, put them in front of me, and said, "These documents are for the marketing department tomorrow. You may have to work overtime tonight."
I nodded, put down my work, and looked at him. "I won't go to dinner tonight," I said.
The man had no choice but to say, "After all, it is a gathering of colleagues in the company. If you don't go, that would be somewhat inappropriate."
I looked up at him and sighed slightly. "I have too much work. Do I have to work overtime?"
"These documents won't be available until tomorrow afternoon. You have plenty of time to deal with them tomorrow morning. Ivelle, you always have to communicate with outsiders." He was a little careful, with a bit of helplessness.
I smiled and looked up at him. "Mr. Norris, I don't want to communicate with outsiders, nor do I mean to avoid it. I just don't like it."
He sighed and paused. "You've been in the company for almost a month. How many colleagues have you talked to now? Ivelle, if you choose a new beginning, then your present situation is definitely not a new beginning. "
I stopped and looked at him. "What is a new beginning?"
"To get in touch with new people, new friends, try new things!"
I nodded and answered, "Good!"
He was stupefied, thinking that I had agreed, and said, "The address of the party is in Green Oasis, so don't be late."
With that, he put an invitation card on my desk and said, "Take this card. Just go in and get the number plate later."
I nodded and was surprised. "Do you still need an invitation card?"
He said, "The company has already paid for it, so you can just go in and play. The spa hotel is full of one-stop service. Just go in and do whatever you want."
Why was it so advanced?
After receiving the invitation card, he was in a hurry to go first, so he didn't talk to me anymore.
When I suddenly remembered that I was going to ask for leave in a few days, I couldn't help but say to him, "Mr. Norris, I may have to ask for leave in a few days. You have to approve it for me."
He looked back and frowned at me. "To the capital?"
I nodded. "There's something I have to go back to."
"Do you miss your child?"
When I suddenly found him talking a little too much, I couldn't help but say, "Pretty much."
He nodded, thought about it, and said, "You can join us. I'll go back in a few days."
Nature was different. I was about to refuse, but he said, "All right, you have to hurry up and pack to get to the hotel."
When I saw him leave, I said nothing else and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was time to get off work.
I could not help but look at the invitation card. I originally did not want to go, but since all agreed, there was no reason for me not to go. I simply packed things, went straight out of the company, and took a taxi to the hotel.
I stood at the door of the hotel, I happened to meet two female colleagues of the company, said a few words of greeting, and then entered the hotel together.
After taking the number plate in the hotel lobby, the waiter said, "Go and change your shoes and clothes first."
I was stunned. Were all the hotel services so special?
The other two colleagues, who probably came here several times, saw me wondering, "This is a hot spring hotel. It's not mainly about staying, but mainly about eating, drinking, and having fun. So, most people come to the hotel for fun, not for living."
Then the two went into the dressing room, changed their clothes, and went directly to the play area on the third floor, just as they have said.
In the hotel, it was mainly based on eating, drinking, and playing, and there are game halls, entertainment plazas, and dining areas on the third floor.
Originally thought that the so-called gathering is probably when people get together to eat, drink and drink.
It was unexpected that there was such a special way of gathering. There were many guests in the hotel, I occasionally met a few colleagues in the company to greet and to play on their own.
I walked around and finally found the music hall. I was a bit lazy, so I sat down.
"Is anyone there?"
I heard a voice, and I was slightly stupefied for a moment. I looked back and saw a familiar face, but I couldn't remember who it was for a moment. It just felt familiar.
The man was 1.85 meters tall, his figure was as long as a jade, his face was handsome, and he seemed somewhat cold.
As I was staring at him, slightly shocked, he asked, "Someone here?"
I shook my head, looked back, and said faintly, "No!"
He sat next to me with a glass of coke in his hand.