Chapter 70 Kidnapping an Ignorant Girl
Claire gently blocked the pouring rain with her hands, and walked hurriedly through the wet streets.
Different from the previous rush, there was a smile on her lips now.
The rain was getting heavier and her clothes were clinging to her body. She couldn't help but cast her eyes on the red sports car that was driving slowly next to her.
This is the car that holds her cello.
After biting her lip, she stepped forward and knocked on the window.
"Can I get in the car and sit with my cello?"
Lange looked at the girl in front of him with water drops hanging on her hair, and chuckled: "Of course."
Outside the car, heavy rain poured down, casting a hazy gauze over the city.
As soon as Clare sat down, the man next to her thoughtfully handed over a dry towel.
"Thanks."
She wiped the water stains on her face and said with some embarrassment, "Sorry, your car was stained."
"Haha, I don't think McQueen cares about that, huh mate?"
With that said, Lango tapped the steering wheel.
Immediately, two big eyes suddenly appeared on the windshield, and McQueen's voice full of personality sounded: "McQueen never cares about this, as long as you don't scratch my paint, my paint is very expensive. All."
Looking at McQueen with a rich expression on his face, Clary was completely confused, "Is this...a blessing from God?"
"I have nothing to do with God. This is my family, but..."
Lango asked a little strangely: "Why do you think McQueen has been blessed by God?"
The same thing happened at Witch College before. When Mrs. Adams saw McQueen at the first sight, she mistakenly thought that it had been blessed by God and therefore could become a living thing.
"Don't you know?" Clary explained: "There is a little bear over there in China, just like your Teddy and McQueen. It has been blessed by God and evolved into a creature like a human being."
"By the way, I remember there is also a cat. After being blessed, he can not only speak human words, but also has extraordinary swordsmanship."
"Beyond that, there are others."
Clary immediately named many animals or objects that had been blessed by God. Although they were of different types, without exception, they were all like Teddy and McQueen. They not only had human thoughts, but also had other special abilities. .
"How are you sure that they have been blessed by God to have these abilities?" Rango was curious.
"Hearsay." Clary explained with a chuckle: "It's just that the reasons why they released it are the same, so no one has doubted it."
"I see." Lange smiled and shrugged, "If it's true, then God, this old man is really free."
Clary smiled, and then took the initiative to bring up the topic, "Actually, I think God is not necessarily an old man, maybe a young and handsome man, just like you."
"Yeah?"
Lange inadvertently glanced at the shy girl next to him, and then followed Clarei's words and said softly: "There is a saying in the East that says, 'Buddha has no form at all, but takes the form of all living beings as his form.'"
"Appearances and bodies are just carriers of human beliefs. What you think God is like will be what you imagine when He appears."
"I can't tell, God, that old man might be a black man."
"Hahaha"
Clary was amused and said: "It's best not, otherwise those believers will collapse."
Most believers of the three major sects of Christianity in the United States, Catholic, Orthodox and Protestant, live in the southern region, where the people are strong and the ideas are relatively conservative.
If God was really a nigger, it would be a bolt from the blue to them.
"That's great." Clarei's eyes fell on Lango tenderly, and she said with a smile: "I haven't smiled like today for a long time." "What?" Lange asked with concern: "What's on your mind?"
"Um"
This girl was not one who could hide her words. She directly told the man next to her, whom she had only met once, about what had happened to her recently.
Just a few months ago, she was just an ordinary college student. She was inexplicably involved in the fight between shadow hunters and vampires, and thus discovered the secrets of her family and the truth of the world.
And she also learned that her father, who had always cared for her, was actually just her stepfather.
These had a huge impact on her, so she took a year off from school.
While adjusting my mentality, I am also gradually learning how to be a good shadow hunter.
Hearing this, the corners of Lango's mouth raised slightly.
Then Clare said: "Sometimes, I really think that maybe I should go back to school and pretend that this never happened, but this thought makes me extremely conflicted."
After Lango thought for a while, he asked gently: "How are you doing with the magic hunting in your family?"
"Not bad." Clare said truthfully: "My mother said that I am very talented and a born shadow hunter."
"What about your studies?" Lange continued to ask: "What's your grade point, 4.0? 3.0? 2.0?"
"Uh-huh, that's about the same." Clare looked a little stunned.
Lange nodded slightly, with both encouragement and realistic analysis in his tone: "If we lived in an ordinary world, no matter how bad your grades were, I would recommend that you finish college and then find a stable job. career."
"It's a pity. I think you know how bad our world is."
"Moreover, your grade point is indeed a bit too low. In this country that advocates elite education, if you don't catch up at the first step, it will be impossible for you to catch up later."
"Of course, the final decision is in your hands. I just want to help you see the road in front of you more clearly."
Clary nodded slightly, her eyes involuntarily drifting to the man next to her who was leaning against the window and smoking leisurely.
Lango left a very good impression on her. When they first met, he saved his stepfather and defeated the ugly devil with three punches and two kicks.
In the second meeting, just now, he also showed his humorous conversation and profound thoughts.
The most important thing is that he is very handsome, which is completely different from the young boys in the hunter group. The man next to him is full of male hormones.
It would be nice if he could grow a little more beard, she likes daddy-like men.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that she suddenly stopped speaking, Lange turned around and asked.
"It's okay."
Clary quickly turned her head to the other side, thinking of her fantasy just now, a blush rose on her cheeks.
Here, Lange saw that the time had come. After being silent for a while, he frowned and sighed slowly.
"Why are you sighing?" Clary asked with concern, "What happened?"
He nodded slightly, then shook his head quickly, seeming hesitant: "There are indeed some things...but..."
Before he finished speaking, he was gently covered by Clary's somewhat cold palm.
"We are friends, aren't we?" Clary said to him seriously, "If you need help, or just want someone to talk to, I'm here."
Lange looked at her deeply when he heard this, and then slowly said: "Yesterday, my two cousins."
(End of chapter)