(a)

The winter of the year we met again, a week before Christmas, you and I were married.

This is my second and last marriage in my life.

Footage of me in my wedding dress and zhào piàn reappeared on prime-time news programs and on the covers of various fashion gossip magazines.

The two marriages in my life did not follow the traditional customs of our family, skipping the engagement process and going straight to the wedding ceremony.

The first time I did this, it showed my confusion and rashness in my choice of marriage, and the second time I did it, it showed my determination and no regrets.

At this wedding, it was my father who took me by the arm and sent me to my husband's arm.

Compared to the last time he got married, my father was noticeably old, his face and hands were covered with age spots, his hair was sparse and snow-white, and he walked a little tremblingly.

The hand he was holding my arm was shaking incessantly. It wasn't because he was excited, but because he was too old and frail to control the tremor of his arm.

However, my father's waist is still straight, and his arms are still strong.

He looked at my happy expression through the white veil.

He said, "Baby, know that you are no longer young, you are older than when your mother died. Your mother has been looking forward to you in heaven for many years to live happily ever after. And we don't seem to have fulfilled her wish. As a father, I deeply hope that this time I didn't send you into the pain of marriage, but sent you to the right place. I hope you're choosing the right man this time. ”

With deep gratitude to my father, deep guilt for my mother, and absolute confidence in you, I replied confidently: "Father, don't worry, this time, I really chose the right man." There is no more correct one than him. ”

As my father walked down the red carpet into the auditorium with me in his arms, one of the family's elderly grandmothers, the Marquise, couldn't help but make a cross on her chest when she saw the glow on my face.

As I passed her, she gently tugged at the corner of my wedding dress and murmured to me, "Bless you, my dear little Esabelle." This time, you will definitely be happy. I see the radiance of heaven in your face. I believe that your mother in heaven must have seen it as much as I did. ”

All my relatives and friends, all like this, with excitement, watched me bathe in unprecedented light, and was held by my father and walked in front of you.

Father has given my hand into your hand.

Father looks at you and says to you, "This is my treasure." Ever since her mother's death, she has been looking for safety and happiness. But she never found it. I'm handing over my daughter to you now, sir. I hope you can bring true happiness to her. ”

You hold my hand tightly.

You look me in the eye.

You said to my father respectfully, "Don't worry, leave her to me." My life was born to make her happy. ”

We made wedding vows to each other and exchanged wedding rings.

When we were announced to be married, my whole body trembled.

What an ancient wish!

I've been longing for this day since I was a child, but I've been waiting for it all my life, and I've been with you all my life, and even my wish to be a one-night husband and wife, and even my wish to be your surviving person to give you a funeral and celebrate the festival, can't come true.

I felt like I was floating in the clouds, and it felt like a dream.

Is this really happening? Isn't all this me dreaming?

I look at you in a trance, completely unaware of where I am.

It was your kiss that brought me back to my body.

Your arms hugged me tightly, and you leaned down and gave me a warm, passionate, long kiss on my lips.

Our eyes are so close together.

I see tears glistening in your eyes.

I closed my eyes, my whole body was hot, my limbs were limp, and my mind was blank.

I'm snuggled up in your arms, almost limping under your arms.

It was as if I was back in the snowy peaks of Beausan, in the middle of the endless fields of lavender.

You whisper in my ear, "If it's yours, it will be yours, no matter how long you wait, no matter what you will experience." ”

You say, "On the small hill in front of Yantang Pass, what I wanted to do in my heart was finally successfully completed today." ”

You've finally kissed me, your wife.

I should have been your wife a long time ago!

(b)

After we got married, we both attended the family's first formal dinner.

The house was full of friends, and everyone looked at us with joy and blessings.

The harmony and happiness between us can be seen by anyone.

Sitting beside you, bathed in the bath of your eyes, I deeply felt that life was like a dream, and everything in my previous life was pale and illusory.

The young knight with a long scar on his forehead, the handsome and gentle shooting instructor who rode his bicycle on the path in the evening breeze, these shadows of the past kept coming to me, overlapping with your image, and eventually, merging into one.

I was so caught up in this vast sense of time that I often couldn't respond to the conversations of my relatives and friends around me in a timely manner.

However, everyone understands this very well, and it is completely understandable for a bride who is at the peak of happiness to be in such a trance.

The elders kissed my left and right cheeks, toasted us, and blessed us with an early son.

My face is crimson, and my eyes are rolling as I look at you.

Will we have children? Dear you.

For thousands of years, I have been with different men, so many pregnancies, so many births, all of which I don't want.

The only thing I want is to give birth to a child for you, to be the mother of your child.

In this way, I want to completely merge with your blood, like two great rivers, crossing the valley, and finally completely merging together, rushing to the sea formed by the torrent of life.

I look into your eyes.

I know, you know what is going on in my heart.

(c)

After the dinner, my father again invites you to join him in the cigar room for cigar tasting.

I remembered the past and suddenly became worried. I said to my father, your heart is not fully recovered, and the doctor said that you can't smoke cigars.

The father said, "Esabelle, there are conversations that can only be done between men that are not suitable for women. Even though you love him very much, and he loves you very much, and you do not want to be separated from each other for a moment, please forgive your old father, who must take your husband away for a while. ”

You said to me, "Don't worry, my father just wants to talk to me alone, and I won't break the doctor's orders." Just follow in and admire the expensive cigars. ”

I watched you walk into the cigar room and close the thick door.

I stood there, clasped hands, staring nervously at the door.

An aunt came up from behind, patted me on the shoulder, and comforted me, saying, "Don't worry, honey, don't be so nervous. This is the tradition of our family, and the father-in-law and son-in-law must have such a conversation. This is necessary to ensure your well-being. In some pieces, the prelude seems to be the same, but the content is completely different. ”

She said, "This husband of yours will surely make you happy." Trust me, I can't be wrong. ”

I looked hard and pulled back from the door of the cigar room.

I looked at this aunt. I said, "Thank you for saying that." ”