Silver Dove looked at Yavni lying in her arms and she sighed deeply.

  She couldn't remember how many days had passed since Fu'er left, but this was how the Quewu was. It could continue to operate even if anyone was missing, and there would be no loss of singing and laughter.

  Yawenni actually proposed to her seriously. He took her casual joke as a serious promise. And one afternoon, he actually touched Lily's hand, knelt on one knee in front of the big steps of the Quewu and said to her, "Miss Silver Pigeon, please marry me."

  Yinge felt it was ridiculous and even wanted to laugh. However, the people around him looked at the boy from the Hasaro family and made a scene. What was he thinking? He actually proposed to a whore? A Hasaro?

  "Mom, I don't want to marry him." Silver Dove murmured, "No...Mom, I don't know either."

  She looked up and saw her mother's sad and worried eyes, her heart sank, "I... I didn't expect him to take it seriously." Yinge looked down at her toes like a child who had done something wrong.

  "Mom, what should I do? Yaweni is a good man, I can't let him be humiliated in his family because of this." Yinge said softly. Of course, she knew better that with her status, it was impossible for her to enter such a family. She selfishly thought that the guy's insistence on his own way might ruin her forever.

  However, there was another voice whispering in her heart, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue. If she really married him, then... she thought, she would have a chance, a small chance... a chance to enter another world.

  She no longer had to flirt with different men every day and let them play with her body - even though she was the top star in the birdhouse, the most beautiful and expensive bird in the cage, she was still just a pigeon that people paid to play with.

  "Silver dove..." Mom looked up at her, the beautiful girl with long honey-colored hair. She knew very well that the fate of this honey-colored dove would never end in the cage of the birdhouse.

  The housekeeper mother recalled the girl's desire to survive and the ambition in her eyes when she first met Yinge. She was surprised. The Uliana girl didn't mind that her first time was with a man old enough to be her father. She was beautiful, charming, and spoiled. She knew how to use women's natural weapons to conquer one man after another.

  The housekeeper is old, and she can easily see the inner thoughts and desires of each of them.

  What exactly happened? She looked up at Yinge. Who could tell what the truth was?

  "Whether you choose to marry him or not, this is something you need to decide for yourself." The housekeeper mother spoke slowly, "None of us can help you make a decision."

  Yinge looked at the housekeeper with some disappointment, "I just want to hear your opinion."

  "You should move to Fu'er's room for a few days and don't come out to receive guests." The housekeeper said, "You need to think about it carefully."

  Yaweni always came to see her, they had a short lovemaking, and then fell asleep in each other's arms. The boy slept soundly, but what it brought to Silver Pigeon was insomnia all night long.

  Yavni had to go to the seminary for classes during the day and only came back at night. Yinge would go to sleep after he left, wake up in the afternoon, and sit in Fu'er's room in a daze.

  This was a rare and simple day in her life of more than 20 years. She didn't even need to dress up too much. She just wore those white cotton skirts, no makeup, and no complicated pearl ornaments in her hair. Occasionally, she would wear a veil and go out for a walk. It was difficult for people on the street to connect this plainly dressed girl with the silver pigeons in the bird house - even though she was a very beautiful girl, she looked so pure!

  Yavni told her that he would take her back to Hasaro's house to meet his parents. Yinge felt scared. Nobles also had the habit of keeping concubines outside. Yinge even wanted to say, "I can also be your concubine, your mistress." If Yavni really took her home, Yinge thought, she would feel ashamed in front of his noble family and relatives.

  She walked down the street with her head down, and suddenly she came to the candy store opposite the sparrow house. She remembered a lovely little lie she had told on the night of the Full Moon Festival. She almost forgot what that Hasaro looked like, but she remembered trying to rub the dirt on her face onto that person's white robe.

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  She laughed softly, and then opened the door of the candy store for the first time, wanting to buy herself a bag of candy.

  But when the store manager tells her that the candy store will be closed tomorrow - "You're lucky, pretty girl", she is surprised, "Why?"

  "Recently, Elima has been very unfriendly to merchants like us from Uliana," the shopkeeper lamented. "Although I am indeed from Uliana, I have lived in Elima's imperial city for nearly 30 years and have long forgotten what Uliana is like."

  Yinge listened to him carefully, "Are you from Uliana too?" the old man asked kindly.

  Silver Dove nodded. "I came here when I was eleven years old." She pointed to the fruit candies in the glass cabinet. "Can you help me get some of that?"

  The shopkeeper looked back at the glass cabinet. "In the past, those were fruit candies that children especially loved to eat, but now children don't like them anymore, so they don't sell well." He wrapped a bag for Yinge in a beautiful paper bag. "Just think of it as a gift from me to you."

  "Thank you." Silver Dove said gently.

  She thought that starting tomorrow, even such a small lie would come to an end.

  She picked up a piece of candy and put it in her mouth. It wasn't any delicious candy, just sweet, but colorful, which was very attractive to children.

  She had never eaten this kind of thing when she was a child. She envied the children born in aristocratic families. They were so lucky. They could do whatever they wanted without being responsible for the consequences. For example, if Yavni's parents knew that he was getting married to a prostitute, they would use the toughest means to break them up. How could Yavni do it on his own?

  Holding the candy bag in her hand, she walked slowly along West Street and soon arrived at the Cathedral of the Goddess.

  No one would come to give warnings in the afternoon, so she walked straight in. There was no one in the empty church, only the statue of the goddess in the distance, staring coldly at the world.

  Silver Dove stood in the middle and looked up at the statue. She did not believe in God. She even thought sarcastically, "How can you help me or the world by standing there?"

  She put another piece of candy into her mouth and then bit it hard, crushing it into pieces, making a crunching sound.

  “Please don’t eat in church.”

  However, suddenly a voice sounded from behind her. Yinge turned around suddenly and was surprised to see a flash of silver appear in front of her.

  That man was actually that man!

  "It's you."

  The man's eyes were hidden behind his glasses, so Yinge couldn't see clearly. She could only put her hands behind her back and put the bag of candy behind her back.

  "Long time no see," she said, and she suddenly wondered if she should bow like those noble ladies? However, she couldn't do it, she didn't understand any etiquette of the nobility at all - so she didn't do it, she was herself, the silver pigeon in the sparrow house.

  The man was still in his teaching attire, except that his white robe had been replaced with crimson. Silver Dove looked at him with his chin raised.

  The other person walked over slowly and asked, "What are you doing here?"

  "Come and take a look here." The silver dove looked around. The noble and holy dome with its colorful glass looked so noble under the sunlight. "This is my second time in a church. Doesn't it sound strange?"

  She saw the man raise his eyebrows in confusion. "I am a refugee from Uliana. I don't believe in religion."

  The man just looked at her seriously, as if waiting for her to continue speaking.

  Silver Dove thought for a moment and said, "I think it's a good thing that you, the Elima people, have faith. At least you can deceive yourself." She smiled and said, "I don't mean to be sarcastic. I really think it's a good thing. When you are sad, you can find a place to talk."

  "Are you sad?" the man asked.

  Silver Dove shook her head, "No, I'm not sad. I'm very happy to meet you today. Maybe there really is a God in this world, otherwise how could I meet you again?" She smiled very sincerely, and that kind of joy was definitely not the fake joy she had learned in the Quewu over the years. "I really want to see you again, at least to say thank you."

  The man showed a surprised expression on his face.

  Silver Dove thought that he must be frightened by his own boldness. How could the conservative and rigid Elima people withstand the enthusiasm of the Ulianas?

  She quietly took out the bag of candy from behind her, "Is this the fruit candy you mentioned? It's not delicious actually, it has no taste except sweetness." She said like a chattering woman, "But the store will be closed tomorrow, so I'll give it to you. I remember you said you liked to eat it when you were a child." She didn't give the man a chance to refuse him and stuffed the bag of candy into his arms.

  "I'm really happy to meet you again today." Silver Dove smiled, like an ordinary girl in her twenties, she was frank and unpretentious in revealing her feelings to the person she loved. "I'm getting married soon," she said, and then saw the surprise flashing in the priest's eyes. "But I don't love my fiancé."

  "Then you shouldn't marry him," the other party said.

  Yinge shook her head, "You don't understand." She suddenly had some evil thoughts in her heart. Maybe they would meet again in the future at Hasaro's house, or maybe at the wedding. How would he feel about her then? When he knew the truth, how would he feel about her?

  "Sometimes a marriage is not sustained by love." Yinge said seriously, "Just because I don't love him doesn't mean I can't be a good wife."

  The man seemed to be hearing such remarks for the first time. He asked in confusion, "Why?"

  Silver Dove looked at the other person with a smile, "Will a priest also care about love and marriage in the world?"

  "I'm just curious. You look like a young girl, but why do you look so old mentally?" The man pushed his glasses and looked at her.

  Silver Dove shook her head, "I'm just telling the truth." She thought she should leave, as Yaweni would be going to the sparrow house soon.

  "Wait a moment, could you tell me your name?" the priest suddenly asked her.

  Yinge thought, maybe one day in the future you will know.

  So she ignored the priest and walked straight to the church door.