Pure love, Sipi, the god of war, she is alive

Fluorescence is brilliant, the music fountain sprinkles clear water in the air, the psychedelic rainbow like tulle is looming, and the swaying and neatly trimmed flowers on several green belts are fragrant and fragrant, the fiery red roses bloom in the sun, and the weeping willows are combed smoothly. The branches were cut, and the birds circled the sacred auditorium with joyful chirping, and blessed them one after another.

In 2023, mid-March.

It is the season of revival of all things. Like every new bud stretching its waist, she is awakened to life by the warming earth.

When will it be the most beautiful moment in a girl's life?

Yigu Youtai stands in front of the auditorium gate, out of etiquette, he needs to greet every guest who comes to the wedding.

Marble sculptures stand on both sides of the auditorium door. The smooth and delicate surface reflects the brilliant light of the sun.

The bright and eye-catching bouquets are tied up with silk and hung in front of the door. The wisps of fragrance seem to be integrated into the message of love. Wrapped in the sweet fragrance, it melts into people's hearts, splashing a pool of frozen and thawed spring water, and ripples are endless.

The black-haired young man is slender and personable. The dark suit makes him well-proportioned and pleasing to the eye. His handsome face is inlaid with a pair of emeralds that seem to speak, his eyebrows are affectionate, and a gentle smile is on his lips. , he held a bouquet in one hand, shook hands with every visiting guest and said hello, showing the master's attitude.

The line of sight surpassed the obstruction of the crowd, it was just a glimpse at that moment.

Yigu Youta's breathing also couldn't help but stagnate because of that picture.

The most beautiful appearance of a girl, in the eyes of a lover, may be the draped wedding dress, under the elegant makeup, and when the eyes meet with a heart, she is like nectar falling from the sky, nourishing the long-drought wilderness.

The elegant wedding dress dragged a long trailing skirt, the bride looked at him from a distance, pursed her lips shyly, and smiled softly at him.

Yi Guyoutai seemed to be scalded, and quickly shifted his gaze away, but the beating heartbeat became more and more clear.

Until now, he had no sense of reality.

It's so beautiful, so happy, it's like a scene that only appears in a dream.

But this is not a dream.

This is not a fictitious friable bubble. The only butterfly in the world that belongs to him has finally left behind her mountains and flowers, fluttering its wings, and kissing his fingertips nostalgicly.

The sun is just right, and the clouds are long.

It's their wedding day.

.........

With the long reverberation of the solemn auditorium bell, the invited guests filed in one after another, and they were all the most familiar faces.

The students who went their separate ways after graduation met again in the romantic Western-style auditorium. With joy and miss, they hooked up shoulder to shoulder, made jokes, and only left the brightest smiles for each other.

Knotabagi Yuhito hammered Fu Heihui's shoulder: "Okay, you, go to practice with Wujo teacher without saying a word, and don't tell us when your phone number is changed? Are you still friends?"

Fu Heihui let out a muffled groan when he was hit by a strange gorilla with 50 meters in three seconds. Before he could show a wry smile of "forgive me", he delivered another heavy blow, which precisely hit Fu Heihui's back. back.

Fu Heihui: "Hey, it hurts...!"

Then he heard Knotabagi Yujin's pleasantly surprised call: "Hey, Dingqi, you're here too!"

Fu Heihui turned around almost at the same time.

The young woman with dark brown hair snorted softly. As a new star in the fashion industry, she seemed to be shining all over her body just standing there. She had obviously been well-dressed when she came here. The natural self-confidence can make her attract countless admiring eyes.

Seeing her long-absent companions in the magic world, Dingqi Ye Qiangwei was a little itchy: "I made preparations three days earlier, this is etiquette, do you understand etiquette! I won't be careless like you guys The boys are the same!"

Besides, this is the only married couple in the same period, so it can't be overemphasized, right?

There are not a few people who have the same idea as Nagaki Wild Rose.

There are not many people in the magic world, and the people invited to the wedding are almost the new backbone forces covering most of the magic world.

This is why within a radius of two hundred miles of the auditorium, there is no shadow of a curse spirit...

They are Lixiang's contemporaries, and they are relatively free these days, so of course they have time to prepare.

However, even Maki, who was the busiest in the same class as Otoko Yuta, deliberately turned down the business today and rushed to the auditorium from Kyoto, let alone other people.

Pandas with rich human emotions are already gripping their handkerchiefs and crying. As far as the "panda" race is concerned, it seems that there is nothing wrong with his big hair making a "beeping" sound.

They are all important companions for today's rookies.

The next one to enter was Gojo Satoru, who dared to be late even for such an occasion.

Fortunately, Teacher Wutiao, who was usually idle, could tell the difference, and put on his formal clothes properly - of course, it may also be because Xia Youjie was on the side to supervise him.Xia Youjie is really reliable.

Gojo Satoru's appearance was as exaggerated as ever, with no lower limit technique and a few people teleporting together, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he generously stuffed a thick wad of money.

Yi Gu Youtai smiled helplessly: "Teacher Wutiao, you are too..."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, and said emotionally: "Don't say those spoiling things at this time, Yuta!"

Like a juggler, Gojo Satoru took out the invitation card sent to him from his pocket, and said triumphantly: "Don't worry, Youta, since Youta invited the teacher to be the officiant, then the teacher will not let you down."

Xia Youjie next to him sighed heavily, and looked at Yi Gu Youtai with a pitiful look of "why can't you think about it so much".

Yi Gu Youtai couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly, there was a moment of silence in the lively hall.

As soon as the groom in a suit looked up, he saw a middle-aged couple walking arm in arm at the entrance of the auditorium. Their expressions were solemn but kind, and there seemed to be tears in the woman's eyes.

Yi Gu Youtai's eyes softened a little, and he took the initiative to take a step forward: "Father, mother, you are here."

Yi Gu's... parents?

His contemporaries had never heard Yi Gu Youtai talk about his family, and when they suddenly saw a strange middle-aged couple whose identities were pointed out, they couldn't help but look at them curiously.

"You Tai, you child..." The woman's voice was choked up, but her relief was beyond words, "Really, you have grown up."

"I made you worry." Yi Gu Youtai said softly.

He didn't explain what had happened in these years, and he didn't intend to tell the couple who enjoyed an ordinary life about the magic world. On the invitation, he just said a few words, saying that Lixiang had returned to him.Even that one sentence was enough to make the couple who cared about their children leave.

The warmth between blood relatives permeated the bright auditorium, and the man's family members finally entered.

The only ones who are still absent today seem to be the relatives of the woman.

"By the way, where's Li Xiang?"

Dingqi Ye Qiangwei looked around in bewilderment, and asked the question that was on everyone's mind.

"Lixiang, she..." Mentioning the girl who is about to become his bride, Yi Guyou paused for a moment, and then the brilliance between his brows was about to flow out, he said slowly, "She is dealing with some private matters, she should be there soon Come on, everyone, please be patient."

.........

Qiben Lixiang originally thought that after experiencing so many things, he should have cultivated his mentality to the point where he would not change his face even before Mount Tai collapsed.

However, the fact is that the girl in the wedding dress was stunned in place. She was obviously about to get married, but her expression was as bewildered as a child's.

No.

It’s anyone who suddenly hears your adoptive father pulling a man you’ve never seen before, and then is told calmly, “This is to help the town, you can treat him as another family member”… ...will be confused, right?

Qiben Rixiang couldn't help but looked at the man in front of her again.

The light blonde hair color, the slanted braids made of a few strands of hair, and the ocean-like blue eyes made Lixiang inexplicably familiar. The European face of the other party was the same as Rimbaud, which showed that he was familiar with Rimbaud. .

The pale blond man's complexion was a little pale, and his breath was a little unstable, as if he had just had a big fight with someone.

Not only Qiben Lixiang couldn't accept the sudden appearance of "mother's family" for a while, but the other party also frowned when seeing her.

He tilted his head and said in dissatisfaction: "Atel, you spent so much effort to get me back and expose those people's lies, just for this little girl?"

Rimbaud said flatly: "It's the adopted daughter, Paul. She is my daughter."

A lot of things happened between them.

Rimbaud originally planned to abandon everything in the past and start a new life.

But the world is impermanent, some things and some people are really not something you can just let go of.

For example, my partner with a wooden head, the port mafia... That "Osamu Dazai" pretended to make arrangements, and lied to him that "Rimbaud is dead", Paul actually believed it stupidly, and then he didn't know where he was. What happened in Yokohama? When Rimbaud found him, Paul Verlaine was dying.

Rimbaud couldn't tell what mood he was in at the time.

It was funny with a little helplessness, when he saw this person who had a deep entanglement with him again, all the negative emotions he thought he would have had not even a hint of it.

Instead, there is increasingly clear compassion.

Forget it, let everything in the past go with it.

——For the sake of the fact that both of us have walked through the gate of hell.

Across the two worlds of life and death, Rimbaud stretched out his hand to him.

—Are you going to leave with me, Paul?

Verlaine remained silent, scrutinizing him a hundred times more carefully than Lixiang, and scrutinized him critically.

After a long time, Verlaine spit out a sentence in a neutral tone: "...well, since this is Attil, it's your choice."

The blond man shook hands with the girl politely.

"Paul Verlaine, my name. Rimbaud's partner."

"...Kimoto Rika."

The slightly awkward atmosphere was punctured by Rimbaud.

With one hand in each hand, he pressed the back shoulders of the two people and pushed them into the auditorium.

"Okay, let's go. The others probably can't wait."

.........

The belated bride and her family received everyone's attention the moment they stepped into the hall of the auditorium.

The red carpet spread out in a straight line, and the bride in a wedding dress took her adoptive father's hand and walked step by step towards the man of her dreams.

Otoko Yuta was there, on the steps, gazing at her tenderly.

Before sending to the stairs, the relatives of the bride should stop and watch the bride walk up the steps with the tail of her skirt.

"When—when—"

The hour has come.

Gojo Satoru's voice sounded at the right time.

"Although this kind of line is a bit redundant for you, but the form forces me to read a few lines."

"Whether you are rich or poor, sick or healthy, are you willing to make a marriage contract? Are you willing to swear to love each other forever, take care of each other, respect each other, accept each other, and be faithful to each other until the end of your life?"

This person didn't even bother to repeat the oath, and directly combined the questioning of the bride and groom into one sentence.

The corners of the mouths of those present twitched.

But think about it, this is Gojo Satoru, it's a miracle that he will follow the rules and procedures.

"I am willing."

Kimoto Rika did not bow her head, she walked towards her groom, getting closer, and getting closer.

"I would too."

Yi Gu Youtai lowered his head slightly, watching the girl walking towards him, his voice full of tenderness.

The veil fluttered down, and the girl stood on her tiptoes and kissed her groom.

Thunderous applause resounded in the auditorium!

People involuntarily stood up from their seats, without realizing it, what a warm smile was on their faces, and they clapped continuously to convey their blessings, which lasted for a long time.

Ups and downs and tribulations, twists and turns and obstacles, we watched you go all the way, cut down the thorns, forcibly opened up a road, and finally entered the palace of your own marriage.

The most unfortunate time has passed, and the darkest dawn also ushered in the dawn light of the sky.

Your road ahead will be clear and smooth, and this is the grace of God.

In this world, there will never be any existence that can separate you.

"Congratulations on your marriage, both of you."

Outside the noisy church.

The sun seemed to be tired, and lay down lazily for a few degrees, illuminating the vast land with its golden brilliance.

The tape on the door of the auditorium seemed to be a little loose, the gold powder on the rose petals shone, and the red rose stuck to the door by the tape gradually fell down as the stickiness decreased.

Just before landing, a gentle breeze blew up the bright red bouquet, and in an instant, the petals fluttered.

The rose that symbolizes love will inhabit this land that nourishes it forever.

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