闹钟响了,又是一个星期天的早展。我本来可以好好睡一个懒觉,但是有一种强烈的罪恶感驱使我起身去教堂做礼拜。我洗漱完毕,收拾整齐,匆匆忙忙赶往教堂。礼拜刚刚开始,我在一个靠边的位子上悄悄坐下。牧师开始祈祷了,我刚要低头闭上眼睛,却看到邻座先生的鞋子轻轻碰了一下我的鞋子,我轻轻地叹了一口气。 The alarm sounded and it was a Sunday morning show. I could have slept well, but there was a strong sense of guilt that drove me to go to church to pray. After I finished washing, I cleaned up and hurried to the church. As soon as the prayer began, I quietly sat down on a sidelined seat. The priest began to pray. I just had to bow my head and close my eyes, but I saw my gentleman’s shoes gently touching my shoes. I sighed softly.