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The paper Klaus had given Camille was very thin and very small, and there was even a single sentence — Davina, shall we meet? In the chapel at the back. By, Tim.

The meeting that Davina had been looking forward to was actually carried out by Klaus. Camil was a little hesitant, she could not believe that Klaus had become so kind. Davina was just a simple, stubborn little girl.

"Don't worry, she'll leave with you." Camil nodded to show that she understood what he meant. Klaus, ignoring the doubt on her face, continued, "You have to help her slip to the back door, so that Marcel won't be able to see you."

Marcel had been looking at Davina intentionally or not, so Klaus needed Camil's help. As girls, there were places that they could only go to.

Camil glanced at Marcel, who was not far away. She seemed to be lost in thought. Klaus, will this man harm Davina?

Klaus seemed to be able to read her thoughts. Without saying anything else, he turned around and left her with the last sentence, "No matter what you do, don't let her leave your sight."

Camille watches as Klaus disappears in front of her. Can she help Davina? The paper in her hand made Camil's hand ache. She raised her head to look at Davina's back and Camil chased after her.

"Wait, Davina …" "I have a gift for you." Camil hesitated before handing her the slip of paper. Just as Klaus had expected, when Davina received the letter, the smile on her face was unbelievably beautiful.

Coincidentally, the location of Tim's appointment happened to be in the chapel, beneath the familiar and tiresome attic floor of Davina's building, where Tim was sitting, quietly waiting for Davina.

They were standing in the doorway, and Davina was afraid to go in. Camille took her hand and encouraged her.

When Davina saw Tim's violin, she stopped in her tracks as his back made her feel suffocated.

"No, I can't." Her hands began to tremble. Camil held her hands tightly and nodded to her that she was sure to be gentle, "You can do it. Believe me, didn't you tell me that what you wanted the most was a serious farewell?"

Davina took a deep breath and walked in.

With the person he was yearning for right in front of him, Tim's quiet appearance was just as cute and handsome as before.

She did not even dare to walk too fast. She reached out her hand and patted his shoulder, "Hi, Tim, I received your note."

Tim stood up when he heard the girl's voice. Davina's curly hair circled around his face, still vaguely familiar. A smile flashed across his eyes as he gently said, "I received your message."

Text message? A note? It seemed to be a cross connection. Camil, who was behind the door, thought of Klaus and the man on the second floor gave her a big kiss. Yes, that's what I did.

Davina was so nervous that she was at a loss for words. She was not very clear about it, but her eyes were red as she secretly sized up Tim. He did not seem to have changed much.

The two stared at each other for a while, and Da Vina's neck slowly started to turn pink. Tim seemed very happy to see her, too. His gaze towards Da Vina was very clear and bright. Soon after, the two of them blurted out at almost the same time.

"It's so good to see you!"

"Thank you for agreeing to meet me here."

Davina looked away bashfully. She turned around and took a few steps, then lowered her head slightly. She gazed at Tim with a surprised tone, "I can't believe that I'm standing here. I can't even talk to you …" I just... "I just …" Davina had no idea what she was trying to say. Perhaps it was enough just to see him.

Camil looked at the scene in the room with envy as it showed the courage of a little girl.

They laughed and talked about the past, but Tim's smile began to dilute. He didn't know how to describe his uneasiness, but Davina was right in front of him, within arm's reach, and yet he always felt it was unreal.

At any moment, as if at any moment, the exquisite little girl before him was about to disappear from this world. Tim could still remember that when she disappeared, it was the same. There was no sign, no news, not even a trace of her … No follow-up.

The Davina family had disappeared from the town. Tim had asked his parents and gone to the police station, but no one was willing to accept them.

Davina was gone, as if he were the only one who could remember. He was the only one who cared, and Tim didn't like the feeling.

Grabbing the nervous Da Vina, Tim felt a bitter taste from the bottom of his heart. He tightened his grip and chased after her with questions, "Where have you been? Why did you meet here? "This place is so eerie …" Looking at the bloodstained surroundings, Tim felt uneasy. He looked at Davina with concern and gentleness, "There are many scary things happening here. Why don't you come with me first?"

Many people in the town were aware of the massacre that had taken place in the church. Tim and some of the young children had even been ordered by their parents not to come and play in the vicinity.

It was eerie and terrifying to the point that people didn't dare to approach it.

Davina shook her head mischievously. She wasn't afraid. On the contrary, she seemed to like it here. She actually liked the attic of the chapel. And a place can't keep going bad because something bad happened, can it? "

Da Vina seemed to be as lively and naive as before. Tim happily laughed with her, but the questions in his stomach only increased.