[First Generation of Family Education] Flower Marriage in the Sky

"That time, it wasn't all because of you, I also received a lot of benefits, so...you owe me the favor, it's better to owe it first."

"How can it be calculated like this?!" Lan Bao clenched his fists to express his dissatisfaction, and after a while he sighed and calmed down "Okay, you look like this... go and rest, if the fever does not subside tomorrow, I will go to see Doctor, Shamar will be back tomorrow."

"Is he not here today?" It's a little strange, Neil thought it was a birthday party, and he would not give up where he could get a girl so easily.

"Well, it's really unfortunate to say that there are two patients who, as Peng Gelie's chief royal doctor, actually left their posts without permission!! They must have gone to that place to drink and pick up girls without knowing it. When they come back, they must be cleaned up. pause!!"

Nair cared more about Shamar's affair than "Two people? Who else but me?"

Lan Bao casually said, "Jasmine."

"......" He was really overly sensitive to this name, and Nair was speechless for a while, feeling a little indescribable in his heart.

"You really have a tacit understanding. If you are going to get sick together...it seems to be a symptom, which makes the rare gatherings end early..."

Nair leaned half on the back of the chair, raised his head and asked, "Did the show end early?"

"Yeah," Lan Bao replied pinching his chin, "It's a bit strange to say... I didn't know where to go before the boss ended, and then Jasmine said she was not feeling well... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Scratching his head irritably, "The program that I have prepared so carefully, I didn't come to the show in a hurry!!"

Compared with single-celled, innocent older children who can only look at the surface emotionally, Neil still heard the clues, and didn't know whether the thoughts that popped up in her head were close to reality. She moved her eyelids, held The hand holding the back of the wooden chair tightened involuntarily.

She stood up, handed back the coat wrapped around her body to Lan Bao, said hello and left without looking back, "Thank you, I'm going back to sleep."

The pills didn't help much, but the coming out and going in became more serious. Lying on the bed, surrounded by pitch black, the body became colder and colder, are you dying?That's why it's so cold?

He grabbed the quilt tightly and covered himself tightly, his whole head was nestled inside, he should not be able to hear the sound of the outside world, but the voice in his ear, which has not changed since he was a child, kept repeating that name.

"くのぎ."

She woke up from dreams countless times before, and ran out of bed to look for this voice, but he was always close but far away like a mirage, leaving only a very familiar voice to her, like a leftover clue but still distant. Did not give her any ideas.

If she didn't know the source of this voice until the day she died, Nair believed that she would die with regret.

The veins on her head were throbbing because of the headache. Even though her whole body was hidden in the warm quilt, she was still shivering due to the severe headache. She was sobbing in pain, and in the pitch-black field of vision, she vividly described a scene like this screen.

It was Jasmine, and Lan Bao said that she was also sick. Regardless of whether the other party's words were true or not, she still pulled everyone over. In another room, a girl of the same age as her was being surrounded by a group of people who were asking for their health. Everyone dotes on and loves.

Although her complexion is pale and bloodless, her happy appearance outlines a picture of a sick beauty that I still feel sorry for, and herself who just scared Lan Bao... She no longer wants to use the word gap to fill the gap between them up.

Lan Bao said that he didn't care about everything, but Nair sincerely thanked him for going to get the medicine for her, nagging like a mother who has nothing to do all day long, whether it's for repaying gratitude or because he can't see it, He still made himself feel warm.

I really want to have someone by my side.

She suddenly remembered the drunk conversation with Arnold before, in fact, she didn't completely lose her mind at that time, she still remembered some words, she didn't know if that man had such a fragile appearance, maybe he was also a person who needed to be loved, maybe... ..that person doesn't need love at all.

"Uh—————" The convulsive pain drilled from the brain to all parts of the body, and Neil gasped and curled up desperately like a cat.

"Mother...."

I don't know if this sentence is calling Giotto's mother or my own mother who can no longer remember her face, or... Elena who has been my mother for a day because of the mission?In short, countless roles are brought together into one appellation.

"Mommy mommy..."

"くのぎ?"

Shut up!Stay away from me if you don’t want to appear——Nair gritted his teeth and frowned, clutching at his hair. The voice at this time was like a death-threatening spell used by evil spirits. Every time he recited it, it was extremely painful. The emptiness seems to be squeezed by the space-time tunnel, and I...wouldn't want to travel through it?

Who is coming?Anyone can!Help me turn this voice away and bring me back!If this man shows up...I'd do anything for him!

I covered my ears hard, countless thoughts flashed through my mind, in the darkness, it seemed that something was pulling me, and the annoying voice in my ear became more and more quiet, and gradually, another voice became clearer.

"Nel—Nel!!"

"Ha...ha...ha...." The weak look seemed to have fought a lengthy battle, and the person who ended this painful war was right in front of him.

She quickly threw herself into this man's arms, and at the same time, tears gushed out of her eyes, followed by louder and louder cries.

The real touch, the familiar smell filling the nasal cavity in the dark, and the warm palm rubbing the tears...

As expected... I still can't escape his palm in this life.

she thinks.

let's sleep together

She huddled in Giotto's arms and wept for a while.

"Mommy mommy--"

Neil hugged Giotto and muttered to herself, for some reason, she just wanted to call the man in front of her like that now.

"Nelle, you are very sick...." Giotto touched her hot forehead "I'm going to get medicine and towels!!"

Giotto got up anxiously to leave, but before he could take a step, he was pulled back, and he heard the girl's voice behind him.

"Don't——" The tears that had just dried up gushed out again, crying desperately with a watery voice, "I don't want to be alone anymore!!"

Giotto hurriedly turned around to support her so as not to fall off the bed, "Okay—" He sat on the edge of the bed so that the girl could lean on comfortably, pulled up the quilt to wrap it up, put one hand on her shoulder, and the other on her hot forehead, Hugging the person in his arms, his brows were slightly frowned, and his lips unconsciously pressed against the top of the brown-haired head.

"Thank you - Giotto."

The girl in his arms called his name in a voice that seemed to be talking to himself, and Giotto couldn't help but froze. He smoothed out the girl's hair gently, for fear that one movement would hurt her. "No, I should thank you," Giotto suddenly didn't know how to express it, and there was always some hard to let go of emotions in his heart, which was very contradictory, especially when he saw the girl in front of him, he hesitated even he felt disgusted, "Stop doing this again, for me— "

Before Giotto could utter the second half of his sentence, he was stopped by his mouth, his orange eyes tightened, and he was a little surprised and stiff.

The other party's lips were hot because of the fever, and together with Giotto's, they rose to an incredible temperature. There were not too many provocative movements, or twists and turns, just the simple touch of the two lips was enough to make Giotto's heart beat Too close.

Not only did he not reject it, but he even enjoyed the close distance between the two of them. The two kisses were initiated by the other party...Giotto was a little depressed. Just when he wanted to go deeper, the girl just tasted it. After leaving, she buried her head in her arms. In the middle, cover the face with a quilt.

Giotto rested his chin on the top of her head hidden in the quilt, and smiled involuntarily, with a very happy expression on his face, and even laughed out loud, "Oh."

"Thank you Giotto." Always appear when I am most lost and sad, stretch out my palm when I am lonely and helpless, brush away the wounds that cannot heal in my heart, wash the blood on my hands, and save me from the edge of death , Give me a rebirth I never expected.

The man who gave me a second life, don't belittle yourself like this, you are worth anything I can do for you, even if it's Jasmine's birthday, it's extremely reluctant, as long as I say a word, I will work hard for you till the end.

"Nel——" Giotto called the girl's name, and he remembered that a few hours ago, several guys coaxed and pushed himself and Jasmine together, threatening to say that other bosses had already planted seeds for future generations, only him, obviously There was a shy fiancée who didn't move at all, and even the mother on the side complained that she wanted to have a grandson soon... The scene was chaotic, but everyone remained the same—strongly forced the marriage to the end.

At that time, he stood there stupidly, opened his mouth and couldn't utter a word, which made the guardians below anxious. During this time, he secretly glanced at Jasmine next to him, this childhood sweetheart who had been by his side since he was a child, and he recognized him as his future wife since he met She smiled and lowered her head, happiness and shyness written all over her face.

Giotto is an authentic Italian, and he also has an indelible traditional thought, that is-never divorce.

The girl next to her, who played the role of wife since she was a child, is equivalent to her own wife, and she also believes that she has been getting along with her until now.

How old Giotto is this year is equivalent to how many years they have spent together