
The day before Gutingye's wedding night.
Ziaruo stepped towards the middle courtyard, in front of his room room, he was still training his legs to walk.
With the help of Xioyu, who was holding onto his right wrist, in anticipation if he fell or felt fatigue.
Understandably, sometimes he still feels numb, and limp on his feet.
"Miss, be careful, don't let you fall, later I can be angry mister miss.''
Said Xioyu with a feeling of anxiety .
Hearing the girl's words, Ziaruo smiled at her, he patted gently for a moment the girl's hand, which was now tightly holding her wrist.
He knew that Xioyu cared for him, whether it was at Gutingye's behest, or not the girl beside him was sincerely concerned for him.
"After my marriage, you also marry me, I will ask him to give your husband and your family a place of residence close to my residence, because you are already like a brother to me." said Ziaruo softly, with a beautiful smile, and his shade.
Hearing Ziaruo's words, he stopped his footsteps, and that made Ziaruo also stop his steps.
"Why?, are my words wrong?, or do you not want to live near me Xioyu?.'' Ziaruo continued when he saw the woman, stopping his steps.
"What's wrong, why are you crying now, forgive me if any of my words hurt you.'' continued Ziaruo again, this time looking worried, on that beautiful face, on that, when he saw Xioyu melt his tears, his bead of eyes stared fixedly at him.
"Hixs..nona, can hixs...in the future life, hixs..be your brother, real brother?.'' Pinta Xioyu, amid the sobs that sounded soft, but the tears of the girl's eyes, said his heart was moved, because of the care of the beautiful woman in front of him.
Rebellious enough, Ziaruo felt a turbulent heart in his heart, he felt touched by the girl's words.
He quickly hugged Xioyu tightly, his teary eyes dripping as well.
"Of course I may, I would be very happy to have a brother like you, but if the gods don't make us siblings, wouldn't we still be adoptive brothers, thanks Xioyu.'' ziaruo said with a warm embrace, and a clear circle at the corner of his eye.
"Heemmmzz ..., may I be jealous of her Ruoer?.'' Asked a man from a distance, who slowly stepped towards them.
He was Gutingye, the man who had always been wary of Xioyu, The man walked over and took over Ziaruo's wrist from Xioyu.
"Is today better?, don't push yourself too much, I don't care when you'll be able to walk, as long as you're healthy, that's enough.'' Tingye's gentle speech to Ziaruo, as she walked slowly, led to a neatly arranged table and chair in front of Ziaruo's room.
"Of course, you want the lady to be slow in her healing, so that miss can't leave, I will make sure the miss will get well soon.'' Thought Xioyu.
By trying to set the calm, in his heart so as not to appear on the look of his face, he realized that he was still safe until now, just because of his nona.
And true, gutingye would feel confused if Ziaruo was looking for Xioyu, so he let go of the girl for now.''
''Since the master has come, I will wash the clothes for a while to the river, my lady is leaving for a while.'' Pamit Xioyu to the two of them, when both of them (Gutingye and Ziaruo ) were already sitting, on a chair in the courtyard of Ziaruo's room.
And just nodding by Ziaruo while smiling at the woman, while Gutingye did not care, he just focused on looking at the prospective bride.
"Why do you look like it?.'' Ziaruo softly asked Gutingye.
The man, even pulled his chair close to Ziaruo's seat.
"Why is my question, you answered with a question?.''
Ziaruo asked again, smiling a little wide until he heard a glance, the small ruckus of the beautiful woman's lips, when he saw the man sliding the chair closer towards him.
Seeing that, guttingnye's heart felt like the fall of a crumbling durian he was so happy.
"really? when did I do it?.'' Gutingye asked again, with her flower-flowered face hue, she was just spontaneous, answering all the questions of her future wife, unaware of what she was saying. Because he is too focused on the beautiful face, as well as the beautiful smile of the girl in front of him.
Hearing this, Ziaruo let out a slow snort, he turned his face the other way.
"No.heemmmzzz.'' Ziaruo's short heart.
Hearing this, Gutinye was silent for a moment, she recalled her conversation with Ziaruo a moment ago, a few moments later...
"Haha.haha..haha...haha..."
the sound of laughter rang out, from the thin lips of Gutingye, filling the residence, he felt funny at his own attitude, he said,
At an age, only this time he felt ridiculous himself, and did not realize what was said from his lips.
"When you laugh, as if the world is only good and peaceful, often laugh and smile, because you look so beautiful.'' Ziaruo's soft speech, while looking fixedly at Gutingye, involuntarily touched the firm face of the man in front of her. He touched her gently and with feeling.
"Hopefully, our decision to marry is the best option, I don't want to be a cause for the misfortune of others.'' Ziaruo continued in a soft tone.
Somehow he felt that he would bring bad luck to the man in front of him.
"Nothing will happen, believe me, being with you is good luck to me.'' Gutingye replied as she placed her hand, on the back of Ziaruo's hand, who was now gently rubbing her cheek.
"I give up everything, to be with you, even I'm ready, to challenge death for every touch of this touch." Gutingye muttered inwardly.''
"Can you put your head on my shoulder now?. I'm sorry, I'm still a normal guy, and I haven't been with any women in a long time, waiting for our wedding day tomorrow, it feels like time is going very slowly, but if you're with me, if you're with me, time is like a flash of light (quick pass ). So help me get through this long, long time.'' Gutingye said again doubtfully.
Hearing this, Ziaruo smiled, without answering anything, he leaned his head on the shoulder of the man beside him.
*Only head yes, even though the seats are close together, still their bodies are separate, the handrails of each chair.*
"Why is my heart so sad today, why is it like there will be a bad incident.'' Ziaruo thought in his heart
"No regrets whatsoever, as long as I can be with you, until the end of my life.'' Inner Gutingye.
''What should I do?, '' murmured Xioyu.
"I'll make sure you m*ti tomorrow by means of*skan.'' Saying a red mask.
"What should I report to master later?.'' Murat confused Wangze.
And there was still a shadow, which was gripping the branch of a tree very strong, even the branch to reflect smoke as if from the body of the shadow can emit fire.