Chapter 458 A Tour Around Heidelberg

When we’d stepped into the Church of the Holy Spirit, he stood at the doors silently, staring at the church gates. His expression was a mask of quietness which I’d never once seen, stained with a touch of sorrow. I’d never seen such an expression on him, but for some reason, sorrow crept into me as well. At night, Eric took me to a bar to have a drink. This was the first time I’d seen him drinking in the past two days. He drank a lot, polishing drink after drink. Jenny said that he has gastritis because he drank too much for the sake of a woman. Thus, I instinctively reached out to stop him from drinking further, but he grabbed my hand instead and stared into my eyes intently. We were very close, so I could see that his jet-black eyes were filled with anguish.