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

Raise your arms to block the sight of the horse's hooves as if the god of death is coming.

It was pitch black around her closed eyes, and the sound of the breathing of the horse that was close at hand stopped in the sound of a gust of wind blowing the cloth. When she opened her eyes, there was still darkness in front of her eyes.

At this moment, the usual gentle male voice rang out above his head with a hint of displeasure, "Didn't you say you would wait for me to come back before starting? Sivnora, why? Going home in such a hurry?"

recuperating

The nostrils were filled with a good smell, the injured left leg was lifted away from the ground just now, and the whole body leaned on him.There was another sound of fabric rubbing against each other, and it was only after seeing the light of day again that Giotto's windy black cloak was blown all over the sky, which made her a little dizzy. Was she in this just now?what is the material? ?so hard! !The little girl stared blankly at the cloak behind Giotto.

"Anyway, sivnora, as an Italian male, it's inappropriate to treat a woman like this." Giotto's calm voice was different from the past. "If it's a man, let's have a man-to-man match."

"Wait—! It's already, isn't it necessary?" Nair glanced at the dying white horse beside him.

Giotto didn't have the slightest intention of turning the matter over, "No, this is the race I agreed with Sivnora. Sivnora, let's go to the racecourse."

Sivnora on the horse sneered, as if suddenly lost interest, "That's enough, I'm not interested anymore... But I really watched a few good shows, Giotto, your weaknesses are really increasing."

Neil raised his chin, "Anyway, I will pay back the favor I owe you, and I will not owe each other in the future, and please be merciless when we meet..."

The man raised his chin and despised the person under the horse, his voice was not loud but low and hoarse with majesty, and his words were full of threats, "wash your neck in advance, the next time we meet again, it won't be just a little Child's trick."

"What the hell is this man here for?" Looking at the back of the man riding away, Nair muttered to himself.

Giotto looked away from him and hooked the girl's arm to help her stand up "Are you all right?"

"Except for a little bruise on the calf, it's just..." His sad and resentful eyes looked at the white horse again, and he turned his head to give G an apologetic look, "I'm sorry G..."

G knelt down and stroked the fur of the white horse, sighed helplessly, and looked at the girl complainingly, "Oh... this has been with me for several years... so sad."

"What do you mean by that look in your eyes? Do you want me to be an ox and a horse to compensate your little friend? I was also injured, okay? Do you really mind using a crippled horse?"

Giotto said gently, "It will not be disabled...Dr. Shamar's technique is very good."

"Boss, what do you mean... heal the leg before giving it to G??"

"No. That's not what I mean, I just want to say that if you don't go, you will be really disabled..."

"Okay..I'll go find Shamal..." She said as she bent her left foot and hopped forward with her good right leg.

It is said that a group of men surround a woman who was injured on duty, shouldn't they all come forward and ask east and west to bring tea and water, blame themselves for a year, and add a princess hug?Why do you feel a sense of disobedience when you come to her?Was her injury too minor, or was her...feminine features not obvious enough? ?

"Huh..." Giotto stepped forward with a sigh, "I'll carry you."

"Okay..." Although there is still some distance from the ideal picture, it is just a matter of direction. She will not care about it, and she will never let go of any difficult opportunities! ! "By the way, boss, what is your cloak made of? I want one too." She grabbed the cloak on Giotto's back and asked.

Giotto smiled when he heard this, "Ah, this is a weapon."

"Ah... I really feel safe." Buried behind Giotto's back whispered.

G hastily ordered the dead white horse to be buried, took out a cigarette and lit it, and the smoke he exhaled blurred his vision. After looking far away for a long time, the corner of his mouth twitched like a smile, and turned to leave.

"The calf bone is indeed cracked, so it won't be crippled, but if I mess around again, I can't guarantee that there will be any sequelae..."

"Thank you, Shamal."

"No~ It's my honor to heal the beauty!!" Shamar's serious expression just changed, and he rushed forward with pouting lips and red cheeks.

Giotto stretched out his hand to catch the doctor who almost fell down, with one side of his body in front of him, and said with a smile, "Thanks for your hard work, Shamar, if there is nothing else... I remember you have an appointment today?"

Shamar was woken up by a word, blinked his eyes and suddenly became anxious, "Huh?? Ah—yes!! I feel like I forgot something! Pengo Li, I'm leaving first——!"

Shamar, who was wearing a white suit, strode out, and the noisy voices disappeared immediately. The clean infirmary with a faint smell of disinfectant was so quiet that even the sound of flying insects passing by could be recognized.

"I'm sorry Neil, this kind of thing will never happen again." Giotto broke the silence first.

She looked down at the thick plaster cast on her calf, "No, this time, it's repaying the favor. If it's really hostile, you won't have any worries. Speaking of which..." Looking up at Giotto's face, "Anyway, You still don't want to conflict with Sivnora, do you?"

Giotto turned and sat next to him, closed his eyes and replied, "If... sivnora really touches my bottom line, I will not back down."

"yes..."

Giotto looked sideways at the girl's face and smiled, "We always have different approaches, but I still can't ignore his way of suppressing everything with violence."

"No matter what Giotto's approach is, I support it." Maybe it is really the coincidence of Sivnora's ideas and theirs that they will follow Sivnora without hesitation?

Giotto stood up slowly, staring at the girl sitting on the bed with bright eyes, "I told you that this kind of thing will never happen again, Neil don't have any thoughts, just be yourself."

"Understood..." Maybe even Giotto himself didn't know that he was unexpectedly strong in a certain way. She sometimes wanted to ask him if he had considered other people's feelings, but she still swallowed every time the words came to her lips. Down.

Shamar said that it would take at least a week for the plaster cast to be removed, and Nair’s restless personality was suffering from his limited mobility. With dead fish eyes, he could only watch his familiar jumping up and down all day long, while he sat on the sidelines Drinking endless tea.

This time, it really made her experience the life of being a nobleman with a stomachache.

Every day, you have to wear your clothes, stretch your hands to eat, and you don’t need to exercise and eat well. It’s no wonder that the bodies of those noble ladies are seriously deformed...

During the few days when she was injured, she stayed with her mother, and being with her mother meant...with Jasmine by her side...

Nair didn't have a problem with this girl, or maybe she did too well, which made people feel pressured, because then she looked forward to the day when the plaster cast was removed, so that she could be freed from this soft violence.

Sivnora didn't move after that, and the sudden appearance and interruption of the news was really puzzling. The first thing she did every day when she got up these days was to pick up the newspaper. The matter will be published on it, but in fact, after going through the newspaper every day and asking people in Vengley about it, there is no sign of any exposure to the matter.

Uneasy...too calm but more dangerous. This may be the calm before the storm, but how long will this tranquility last?

When it came time to remove the plaster cast, Hela excitedly came to visit her with a birdcage, saying that he had recently caught this bird, which was very spiritual, and left it for her sister to amuse herself when she was bored.

She could see that the boy liked this bird very much, "No need, I will remove the plaster today, small animals or something... I'm really not good at it." I'm not good at putting it in a nest, but I'm good at it in a pot... She's really good at it She was afraid that someone who couldn't resist roasting it would cause Lilo's rabbit incident to happen again, and she didn't want to be called cruel again.

"But—" the boy showed disappointment, "The doctor's sister helped me see a doctor last time, but this time my sister is sick and I can't do anything!!"

She looked at the boy's immature face and smiled, "A verbal greeting is fine."

Was strongly opposed by the other party "How can this be done?!! Just talking about it is too insincere..."

Nair squeezed his chin and thought, "Well...well, how about verbal insincerity written down? Right here." He pointed to the plaster cast on his left leg.

Hela blinked her big eyes and hesitated, "Write it on it? Wouldn't it hurt??"

"Of course not, and... don't you think that you can only feel deeply when you write it on it, can you hurry up?"

Hela suddenly realized, "Ah—that's right!!"

I found a marker pen from my mother, and the blond boy squatted on the ground and supported her calf for a while, and then stood up, and there was a line of beautiful words on the white gauze.

"Thank you, Hella." Sincerely.

If her affairs were never exposed, how good would it be to calm down like this, so that she could arbitrarily regard this innocent boy as forgiving herself?

"Sister!! Easter is coming soon, you are an oriental, you must have never had it?!" The boy was excited like showing off.

look at the boy very high