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

He had used this word to himself before, but listening to it now still made his scalp tingle. G suddenly regretted why he stood here to help others with family knowledge. He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl sitting next to him. , asking carefully "Are you...feeling depressed?"

"I say I'm depressed, but I'm actually more afraid. I don't mean to blame Giotto. It's just as if I can see my future through Carey. I'm afraid that it will end like him."

G lazily leaned on the stool, looked up at the ceiling, "No, you are still different from him, at least you are not alone."

She raised her hand to cover her whole face, "That's why, he didn't do anything wrong, and I..." There was something dripping from the covered eyes, she tightened her fingers and held back, "Maybe, I really Those who live will lose their lives, this is the most fair."

"Huh?" G suddenly smiled wryly, and said with a frown, "Hey, hey? Did I hear you right? You also believe in fairness? Give up now. There is only one fool in this world, Giotto, and you want to add more. Is my workload?"

Nair looked up at G, who was exhausted, and smiled, "It's not easy to follow the wayward Giotto, right? G, you've worked hard."

G closed his eyes and answered without humility "Ah~~Yeah, being with such a boss who always messes around...sometimes it is really troublesome, there is no way, he is just so nosy and doesn't understand at all reject people."

The smile on Nair's lips faded a little bit, his head was lowered and his gaze was dull. G saw that she hadn't spoken, squinted at her, felt that what he just said was inappropriate, and touched his nose in embarrassment. He had no experience in coaxing people , and the chance to talk to girls is basically zero. Although I know that many girls in the family worship him, they all shrink back under his aura that no strangers should enter.

After holding back for a long time, he finally uttered "Hello——"

"Huh? Ah...it's nothing, I'm sorry I was thinking about something just now." She raised her eyes and forced a smile at the man.

"What are you going to do, kid?"

Nair looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling, "Soley?" He turned to G and said, "Please ask me for a day off, and I'll be back when I'm done with some things."

The sound of the train whistle runs through the fields and countryside, and the scenery outside the window is constantly changing, from the bustling town to the original ecological fields, and then to the countryside far away from the hustle and bustle. She leaned on her chin and stared blankly. He didn't listen to a word of the nagging voice, anyway, most of it was about his emotion and excitement for being able to go to his hometown together.

After getting off the train, we walked for a long time before we arrived at the boy's home. On the way, plainly dressed women greeted him warmly and generously invited him to be a guest. Some young people who liked to chatter couldn't help but tease when they saw strange girls. A few words made the innocent boy blush and scratch his head.A few children running wildly around the village were stained with clean soil but still showed happy smiling faces, followed by a woman with a turban on her head, carrying a harvest basket, or reminding them sternly or helplessly.

The unpretentious rhythm of life is far inferior to the nobility and elegance of Palermo, and there is no such thing as a handsome and admirable family.Her eyes fell on the young man who was busy greeting her neighbors. She now understood why Ed had changed so much. Although he was in the bustling city, he still did not forget every bit of his hometown, because even though he was gone The memories of the first half of his life, but the yearning for a peaceful and stable life in his bones, is the only one preserved, right?

She was here too, finding the answer to him.

"Playing with you for a day, I am much happier, thank you."

"Playing?" He frowned slightly. "I thought that Neil followed me back because he accepted me... So you still want to go back?"

She nodded lightly.

"Why? Is it bad here? Or...Nel prefers life over there? Then I can—"

Follow her steps?That's what she was afraid of, that's why she answered so resolutely every time, Neil stared into his bright eyes, "Sole, we, it's impossible, there is no hope at all, I won't accept you...nor will live here."

"...why?"

His eyes gradually softened, and he raised his arm to touch his shoulder a little bit. Not long ago, there was the same imprint on his body, the same life experience as her, a common language, and a feeling of sympathy.Now, the boy has left himself far behind, and she can no longer catch up. There is no way for her to pass the psychological test.

This child is too clean, so I dare not be contaminated. "You see me, but it's all fake. Just think that I'm afraid. I'm afraid that you will find the real me one day, or I'm afraid that one day you will change me in your heart. A good image of you...then I'd rather put you back where you belong now."

"Let me go, Ed."

Like I put Giotto.

dream future

66.

Giotto didn't know how he fell asleep. When he came back to his senses, he was already in a dream. It was a warm small village, no different from the countryside in his hometown, except that the people who lived there were yellow-skinned Asians. different.

He stood there as if no one could see him, and on the opposite side was an ordinary family of three. The youngest daughter looked like three or four years old, with thick brown short hair that was messy because of running around, and was spoiled by a woman. Pulling the child into his arms to tidy up for her, in the room, the man brought out delicious meals and put them on the table in the small courtyard. The family of three gathered around the table to enjoy the outdoor lunch.

After a while, the couple entered the house, and only the young child was left playing alone in the courtyard. She swayed and laughed happily on the wooden horse on the lawn. Giotto just blinked, and the laughter stopped. Looking at the place where the girl was sitting just now, it was already empty.

Afterwards, he saw that the couple lost their children and were anxious and about to go crazy. Giotto frowned in pain, and wanted to step forward to stop him, but found that he was like air in this world, and his body was being passed straight through. He raised his hand in surprise to see the somewhat transparent palm.

The scene changed, and the crying couple was replaced by people in uniform. He saw that on the pale operating bed, the little girl's limbs were locked by cold chains. in my arms.

The background changed again, and he saw the previous scene. In the orange orchard of Paul's house, the girl with an unknown creature stealing oranges blushed when she saw him.

After that, the group of suspicious men in black penetrated her body with their pale bandaged palms...

"Nell———!!" Except for the scene where she did not hesitate to raise a gun to kill someone a few years ago, he has never seen her other side. Of course, he has seen a lot of blood, but it has never been like this, although It was in the dream, those colors that hurt people's eyes and made him suffocate.

The girl who fell in the blood red remained motionless, no matter how he shouted, the blood flowed like water flowing under his feet, and his fingers clearly couldn't touch the body, but the terrible smell became more and more intense in the air, he wanted to do it for her. She stopped the bleeding, and wanted to hold her tightly in her arms, but her helpless hands passed through countless times, and all she touched was air.

The people on the ground became more and more blurred until all around him was covered in darkness. Giotto supported the ground and gasped hard, thin beads of sweat spread all over his face.The surrounding darkness gradually dissipated, and familiar music rang in my ears.

Giotto raised his head slowly, his pupils shrank from everything in front of him, and the sound of messy breathing stopped suddenly.

"What are you in a daze for?!" Pushed by someone, he was pushed onto the red carpet, turned his head in confusion, and saw a group of familiar people behind him, all wearing formal suits with joy and blessings written on their faces . Giotto lowered his head reflexively, and was surprised to find that he was no longer wearing the striped vest and neat shirt, but a more orthodox white suit... Turning his head and looking at the end of the red carpet, it was exactly the same as the girl's wedding dress In contrast, then you are...married?Then she is?

He couldn't see the face of the person across from him covered with a veil, his slender and white arms were somewhat familiar, the chaotic sounds around him gradually disappeared, he moved slowly and walked over, that figure was getting closer and closer to him.

He was so nervous, his hands were trembling with sweat, his pace was unhurried, his sweaty palms were getting closer and closer to the white gauze that blocked his sight.

He had already touched his fingertips, and he felt that his breathing had stopped. Just as he was about to lift it up, the person in front of him disappeared again.

He frowned cleverly, the air that was taken away just now surrounded him, tried to be calm, and waited for the next scene.

Giotto looked down at himself, and changed his clothes back to his normal ones. When he looked up again, many people rushed forward, pulling him anxiously. Different voices were released at the same time. He frowned and couldn't hear clearly, until his sanity gradually returned. , he struggled to extract the sentence "Boss is not good!! Madam dystocia—"

"......." This time the plot spanned too much, he swallowed nervously, the bride just now didn't see who it was, even the child came out?

Giotto knew better that it was a dream.

But... the face inside the white veil, whether it is his subconscious choice, or full of reason, thinking