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

Picking up the fork on the ground, he reached out and took out a paper towel on the table, and wiped it carefully with his head down. A kind and patient voice sounded from the opposite side, "If it's really because of this... I have to apologize to Neil, huh, It’s also my fault that I usually pay too little attention, and didn’t notice the children’s mood, but…” She inserted a croissant and handed it to Neil, “I don’t have any objections, although I like that child Jasmine very much, but I also feel sorry for Nair, although the choice of daughter-in-law is a little bit off, but now I have both daughter and daughter-in-law, of course I am very happy-ah~ what am I talking about??" Mom smiled and touched Back of the head: "Anyway, do as you wish, don't have any worries, because... Neil is also a good girl—!"

Nair still lowered her head, took a bite of the bread, the sweet taste was covered with rich milk fragrance, this was the smell of her mother in her childhood, it made more tears flow out of her already moist eye sockets, she bit by bit Chewing the bread in his mouth, he spit out a sentence that choked up and changed his tone for a long time, "Thank you..."

After eating a meal with a lot of emotions, she went out and walked with her head down. That was the direction of the back mountain. Nair still remembered the so-called meteor shower a few months ago. Giotto may have seen his forbearance and wanted to Give yourself a way to vent, and now, it's time to have to release.

It was just winter, and there was still a lot of damp and cold air in the deep mountains and wild forests. Even the wind blowing over was a bit chilly. Neil couldn't help tightening his shoulders and rubbing his hands together for a while.

She pulled out some dry plants that blocked the entrance of the cave, and bent down to get in.

At that time, the only light was the fireflies trapped in the cave and flying around. At this time, the light was abundant, but it was far less warm than the rainy night at that time.

Here... no one will find her, right?

"Tree hole...I confess to you..." She closed her eyes and said softly, "I...as one of the few members of the Black Order who survived by chance, I killed Hela's father. It is also stained with the blood of many people who should not be divided into executions. On the left shoulder... there is a brand of "unknot", which is the exorcist who people still cross the street...Curse his eternity, I am afraid to claim Lai, I am afraid of Kaili, afraid that I will drag innocent people into the abyss again, and I am afraid that I will end up like Kaili in the end. I used to have a father and a mother, but it all ended when I was four years old. I... really forgot My parents, my hometown...but...I lied to everyone..."

Nelle put her hand up against the tree and closed her eyes "I still remember...my—"

"Nile?"

A voice behind her stopped her statement abruptly, and she looked up "Giotto?"

The man behind him smiled and said nothing. He came over and squatted down, looked at the girl sitting in the black lacquer tree hole, curled his lips and said, "So you are here? Neil really came to tell the tree hole Your own secret?"

She tightened her eyes, and looked at the young man with some dissatisfaction, "You—were you eavesdropping just now?!"

Giotto scratched his head honestly, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "No! Really, I just arrived too, and I only heard Neil talk about family members. By the way, what did you say you remember?"

She turned her head away, "There's nothing, since someone is here, it's not a secret anymore, right?"

Giotto blinked and asked, "But...Nel is not afraid to wait until spring comes, when the leaves grow and everyone knows when the wind blows?"

"...How is it possible? I am not that tailor, and this tree is not the one in the story."

Giotto pursed his lips and smiled, and slowly stretched out a hand.

"..." She looked at the white hand in front of her in a daze, and it took a long time before she came back to her senses, and said with a twist of her head, "Go find your Jasmine!"

Giotto couldn't help snickering a few times, he looked at the girl sitting inside willfully and sighed secretly, "Jasmine, you've already dumped me..."

"..." She turned her head to look at the serious Giotto, stared at the serious Giotto for a few seconds and then left resolutely, "She came to me after dumping you?! You treat me as a spare tire?!!"

"...No." A gentle voice sounded in the ear, and Nair couldn't help but look back. "How could Nair be a spare tire? Nair is my only choice."

The sentence that pointed at the weakest point made her gaze finally fall on the outstretched hand of Giotto. This was the sentence she had waited for too long, and it was heard when she was least prepared. She was quite hard to describe. In her mood at this time, she also felt that she had a lot of worries, but she still hesitated to hold the hand in front of her.

"The one in front of you now is Giotto, not Vongola. I will not leave, nor will I take back this hand, Neil, shall we...together?"

The eyes gradually fell on the man's face, he just blocked the tree hole, saying that he would not let go, but he couldn't get out, it was only a matter of time to hold that hand, right?

"...you are really... confident."

Giotto lowered his head slightly, the overly long bangs on his forehead slipped slightly, his bright eyes slowly lifted up, and a warm voice came out from his slightly raised lips, "It's not self-confidence, it's persistence, I... my dedication to you, Only this time, I will definitely not let go, even if Nair backs down first, I will definitely try my best to pull you back, simply put...Nair, I love you."

A few words, she hurriedly hid her face between her knees, and the warm tears soaked the fabric of her knees in the next second.

"From now on, Nair is not allowed to say anything about protecting me. From now on, Nair will be guarded by me, so... take this hand, let's go home?"

The extremely gentle voice seemed to have a magical power, drawing out all her tears, the uncontrollable choking sound in her throat became more and more obvious, she didn't know what to do, she seemed to be rushing to hug him, but she was stiff His body couldn't respond to anything.

Giotto tilted his head and called her "Nelle?"

"Bastard——!" Giotto was startled when he shouted out such an imposing sentence, and he couldn't laugh or cry when he said the following words, "Didn't you see that my leg is numb—?!"

Her lifelong dream was fulfilled inadvertently. Many years later, she still remembers the bits and pieces of these years, and on that not sunny day, he said to her——I love you, and he also said Yes, he will be the knight in the future.

At this time, even the air in the cold forest seems to be filled with joy and warmth, with the distinction of the face-saving girl who refuses to let the other party see her crying miserably, and the promise of the young man's good temper.

"I hate you—!! Don't watch it!!"

"Okay——I didn't see——"

In this way, being together, she thought it would be more difficult, happiness came so fast that she was caught off guard, and Sawada Nair just wanted to immerse herself in it blindly, putting aside all worries and anxieties, even if this body was not enough to support her Working hand in hand with Giotto, even though she has long since lost the right to be a mother, she thinks that's it, be selfish.

The hands that intersected were even tighter.

fall in love first and then get married

Behind the garden of her mother’s log cabin, Jasmine sat on a painted white seat, with the path made of flowered bricks at her feet. She lowered her head and fiddled with the woolen yarn in the bamboo basket and the half-knit scarf. Her finger movements became slower and slower. Ye Yixiang's eyebrows gradually frowned, and she suddenly looked up at the sky, a spot of water swirled in her eye sockets, but in the end it didn't fall.

Pausing for a while, she lowered her head and picked up the needle and thread in her bosom again. Her fingers were nimbly interspersed with the steel needle and the wool. Rolled away for a long time.

Jasmine frowned, and just about to get up to pick it up, the ball of red wool returned to her bamboo basket.

She looked in the direction of one arm, and her stiff face was very clearly imprinted in the four-pointed star patterned eyes of the man.

"Kozart?" She smiled politely when she saw the person coming.

"It's ugly, your smiling face now."

Jasmine closed her eyes and nodded, her tone somewhat helpless, "Yes, I can imagine what my current face looks like without looking in the mirror...after all..."

The girl bowed her head and stopped talking. Cozart smiled and squatted in front of her, looking at the objects in the bamboo basket, "Scarf? Although winter has passed... but now thinking about the winter without a scarf, it is really hard." , will Jasmine give it to me?"

Jasmine looked up at the bright smiling face of the red-haired man, curled the corners of her mouth, and said lightly, "Okay, I'll give it to Cozat."

He looked at the girl's half-smile face, and stood up straight with the smile on her face undiminished, "Then I'm really lucky, Giotto won't have such a good chance this time."

Cozart watched with satisfaction as the girl's eyes slowly lifted up to meet his own. Standing in the backlight, his fiery red hair didn't look enthusiastic as usual, but became calm and reassuring. , his thin lips are always raised, and his voice is like this afternoon's comfortable light music.

"I won't miss the opportunity that Giotto gave up." Seeing the girl's unresponsive appearance, he smiled helplessly, "Ah... I always feel that you and Giotto are very similar in some aspects. Seeing Jasmine like this, If I don't make it clear, you won't understand..."

He breathed out lightly, and said, "I treat you like you treat Giotto, I don't know how to say that, can Jasmine understand