I write novels in Liyue

Even if nothing has changed, at least Rosalia was left in the church.

"I refuse."

Rosalia waved her hand and said, "I don't have that kind of free time. I'd rather sleep than read."

"How about this, if you can read this book with me, I can help you ask Sister Victoria for three days off."

After being rejected by Rosalia, Barbara paused for a moment, then offered a new condition.

"Bring the book here."

Rosalia weighed the pros and cons, sat back down in her chair, and said.

Although I can skip work myself, the nuns always nag me a lot after I do, which is quite annoying.

It would be great if I could take leave.

As for reading...

Just give a perfunctory answer.

"Ah."

Barbara nodded, then jogged to the back of the church, grabbed a book, and jogged back.

It's another book called "Your Lie in April".

Rosalia casually took the book, turned to a page, and began to read.

Barbara smiled and sat down next to her to watch as well.

Chapter 258 It hurts a little, just bear with it (Part 2)

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The evening bells rang on the church roof, and the dim twilight shone into the church.

The nuns devoutly finished their evening prayers, concluding their day's hard work.

It's time to leave work.

The priest Barbara hurriedly bid farewell to the nuns and, carrying her book, found Rosalia sitting on a pew at the back of the church reading.

Before she prayed, she had just finished reading the video of Kousei Arima and Kaori Miyazono's heartfelt confession and encouragement to each other in the snow.

Next up is Kousei Arima's concert and Kaori Miyazono's therapy session.

Therefore, she was eager to know what would happen next.

She was looking forward to a perfect ending.

However, while I'm really looking forward to the novel, it's also necessary to correct Rosalia's habits.

However, what struck her as odd was that Rosalia seemed to be stunned...

Strange.

Although Rosalia looked unhappy when I asked her to read this morning.

But after reading for a while, Rosalia clearly became interested as well; otherwise, given her personality, how could she possibly spend a whole day reading in the church?

So why are you stunned now?

Sister Rosalia, what's wrong?

"Barbara asked."

Rosalia didn't respond, so Barbara tried calling out again, and Rosalia finally came to her senses.

"I've finished reading the book. Remember my vacation."

Rosalia closed the book and turned to leave.

"Uh……"

Barbara's eyes dimmed as she watched Rosalia walk away from the church.

She sighed and sat down on the bench. Just as she was about to open "Your Lie in April," Rosalia's voice rang out.

"I suggest you don't read any further in that book."

Rosalia said.

"Huh? Why?"

Barbara turned around and saw Rosalia looking at her.

"There aren't that many whys."

Rosalia waved her hand, turned around, and continued walking out of the church.

Where are you going?

Barbara asked, puzzled.

Perhaps it was because of the setting sun, but she thought she saw that Rosalia's eyes were a little red.

"After get off work, let's go for a drink at Angel's Gift."

Rosalia waved her hand without turning her head and said, "Remember to ask for leave for me."

"Ah."

Barbara nodded.

My mood has improved a lot.

Rosalia wasn't that cold.

Although she didn't know why Rosalia had advised her not to continue reading...

After Rosalia left, she looked at the copy of "Your Lie in April" in her hand with some hesitation.

Although Rosalia advised her not to continue watching, the story was stuck at its climax, which was unbearable.

After hesitating for a moment, she opened the book in her hand.

The story continues in the depths of winter.

Kaori Miyazono begins her treatment, while Kousei Arima steps onto the stage.

As Kousei Arima's memories resurfaced, Barbara quickly forgot Rosalia's advice.

The piano began to play.

As the music began, everyone present was captivated.

"Kousei's performance was overflowing with vibrant colors... sadly... full of color."

Arima Kousei was playing.

"Don't leave me alone..."

In her memory, Kaori Miyazono wept with tears streaming down her face.

"Idiot, I'm still here, aren't I?"

As Kousei Arima played the instrument, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"You exist in my heart."

"How could I possibly leave you alone and send the message... send the message... send the message..."

Arima Kousei prayed.

"May the wind god Barbatos grant us a miracle."

Barbara's heart was deeply moved, and tears welled up in her eyes. She couldn't wait to see Kaori Miyazono fully healed and Kousei Arima perform together under the cherry blossoms.

She couldn't wait to continue reading.

During Kousei Arima's prayer, it seemed as if snow was falling in the concert hall.

He looked up and saw that he was no longer in the concert hall, but on the boundless sea.

At that moment, Kaori Miyazono appeared beside Kousei Arima.

She smiled silently at Kousei Arima and began to play along with his piano music.

The two played their instrument together between the sea and the sky, intimately connected and perfectly in sync.

Just when Barbara thought Kaori Miyazono would get better, as Kousei Arima finished playing, Kaori Miyazono turned into cherry blossoms and drifted away.

Farewell.

Arima Kousei returned to reality, and the song ended.

The music ended, the people dispersed, and everyone went their separate ways.

Kaori Miyazono is gone...

Barbara sat on the bench, tears streaming down her face, dripping uncontrollably onto the pages of the book printed with cherry blossom petals.

After a long pause, she continued reading.

However, when she saw the letter that Kaori Miyazono left for Kousei Arima, her tear ducts completely broke down again, and she cried once more.

“I told a lie, that Kaori Miyazono liked Ryota Watari. This lie brought you, Kousei Arima, to my side.”

"Did it get through? I'm glad it got through... Arima Kousei-kun, I love you, I love you, I love you."

"I'm so sorry about so many things, thank you."

Your Lie in April.

Outside the church.

Hearing Barbara's cries and the nuns approaching to ask her questions, Rosalia took a deep drag of her cigarette, looked up at the sky, and said, "I told you not to look down."

After exhaling all the smoke, she lifted her feet and walked towards the angel's gift, bathed in the twilight sunlight.

When I passed by the bookstore, there was still a long queue in front of it.

The impoverished astrologer, carrying a bulging money bag, is helping others queue up for dinner.