28 hours before the wedding, at dawn, the sun seemed to rise earlier than usual in the early morning. The sun penetrated through the first snow under the eaves, and sprinkled a burst of rainbow light on Xiao Yi's face.
But Xiao Yi, who was having a sweet dream, didn't want to wake up. In that dream, she put on the fantasy wedding dress inlaid with Swarovski crystals and stood in front of the solemn priest, while her father, mother and brother sat below, My mother was already in tears, and my father was also full of tears in his eyes, only Brother Doubi had a look in his eyes that said, "You are a woman who can get married too".
The man standing beside him, wearing a straight white dress and holding a bouquet of flowers, was not an annoying peacock, but Shen Ming with a smile on his face.
"Honey, what's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?" Shen Ming touched his face in doubt.
"No, it's just that you are so handsome today, it made me cry." Xiao Yi couldn't help her excitement, and started crying with a smile.
"Don't cry, your makeup will be gone, you are the most beautiful bride today." Shen Ming gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Xiao Yi's eyes.
"Well, stop crying." Xiao Yi tried her best to hold back her tears, and smiled at the priest, "Quickly ask, no matter how poor, annoying, or funny the man around me is, I am willing, willing to accompany him for the rest of my life , until the end of life!"
"Unfortunately, I don't agree to this wedding." The face of the priest suddenly distorted, turning into the cold face of a peacock. The clothes on his right arm were burned to ashes by the black flames, and the black unicorn started roaring like an airplane engine. , in front of Xiao Yi, pierced Shen Ming's chest, and dug out the beating heart.
"Husband!" Xiao Yi cried out from her dream, and instinctively kicked the peacock in front of her.
But it was supposed to be an illusory blow from a dream, but Xiao Yi's instep was grabbed by a rough hand.
With tears in her eyes, Xiao Yi finally woke up, and what she saw was the president Hattori Musashi in a kimono sitting on the tatami next to him.
"Great Demon King?!" Xiao Yi sat up in fright. She is not Ying Luo's killer, so naturally she wouldn't call President Musashi, nor is she a slave here, and of course she wouldn't call Master Musashi like Peacock. But since you live together, you can't see up and down, so there must be a name, right? So Xiao Yi called him "The Great Demon King". Of course, he could also be called villain, devil, zombie king, etc.
Peacock euphemistically said Xiao Yi many times, but she just didn't change it, she looked like you would kill me. Fortunately, the president is more easy-going and doesn't mind these things.
"Let me guess, the husband you are calling must not be Peacock?" The president held Xiao Yi's instep with one hand and a folding fan with the other, smiling kindly.
"Sneaky, come sneaking into my room, do you want to attack me at night?" Xiao Yi withdrew her foot, and her whole body was in a state of vigilance, her right hand naturally touched the dagger hidden under the pillow, "There is no reason ? Seeing that you are so old, how can you still have such a brutal ability? Taking medicine can't save you, right?"
"How can a girl talk so vulgarly? She should be hit!" Musashi slapped Xiao Yi on the forehead with a folding fan with a straight face. At that time, he had already finished his meditation and returned to his original position. It felt like a memory, or time was stolen.
"Seeing that you have nothing to do, why don't you just wash up and take a walk with me, the big devil?" Musashi's voice was not an invitation, and his thick voice contained a magical power that made it impossible to say "no".
"Demon King, tell me to wash up and you go out? The beauty is going to change clothes and stay here. Be careful if you have a heart attack, then I will have revenge." Xiao Yi said with a look of contempt .
"You, this mouth is invincible, who did you learn from?" The Great Demon King was defeated, got up and left the room with a sigh.
Twenty minutes later, wearing pencil jeans, a white sweater with wide shoulders, and a single ponytail, Xiao Yi came out of the room with a foul face.
"It's too slow!" Hattori Musashi patted Xiao Yi's forehead with his folding fan angrily. It hurt so much that Xiao Yi's head was about to crack. God knows what perverted martial arts this old guy has learned. Or his folding fan is made of titanium alloy.
"Stinky old man! Don't start! You will become stupid!" Xiao Yi cursed with tears in her eyes.
"It's better to be stupid. Girls are too smart, and men won't be able to mess around. Come with me!" Hattori Musashi turned and walked forward arrogantly.
There is no heating installed in this damn Japanese-style castle, and it is snowing outside, minus 10 degrees, separated from the indoor corridor by only a layer of glass, Xiao Yi is so cold that she rolls her arms.
"Xiao Yi, you have been here at the Sakura headquarters for almost 3 months, how do you feel?" Hattori Musashi who was walking in front suddenly asked.
"Big, cold, empty, obviously so rich, but still look as old as before the second industrial revolution, what's wrong with your brain? Will you die if you decorate the heating?" Xiao Yi Chi Guoguo scorned.
"You, you don't know what tradition is. It has been hundreds of years since Yingluo developed to this day. Going back to dozens of generations of presidents, they have always adhered to this tradition. There are many people like us in this world. This kind of nostalgia for the past is too impetuous in modern times, and the society is all profit-seeking, and its integrity has long been lost. Perhaps only the era of dreams in the past is what we are pursuing." Hattori Musashi tirelessly taught.
"Your dreams are nothing but killing without guilt, don't talk about being as noble as missionaries. I look down on you killers the most, with dirty hands, black hearts, and twitching mouths." Xiao Yi is fearless Don't be afraid, she is probably the only girl in Sakura's headquarters who dares to talk to Hattori Musashi like this.
"Smelly girl, I have no morals. I'm already old. Were you sleeping in the "Ideology and Morality" class when you were a child?" When Musashi taught Xiao Yi, the smile on his face never restrained.
Hattori Musashi is a peerless expert who can hide secrets for decades without revealing anything, but he can't hide his love for Xiao Yi at all. This is not a wretched sunset love, but more like a family-like warmth.
"Big devil, can you stop doing this? I'm a prisoner, can't you be more professional? For example, hanging and beating, I just suggest, I don't ask you to do it, but you are also a peacock. , They are all strong and weak against the sky, it is really unbearable!" Xiao Yi was so depressed that she almost vomited blood.
"Actually, you are very similar to my Lily." Musashi sighed softly. The Lily in his mouth was Shen Wan'er and Shen Ming's mother...his only beloved daughter. , who is not afraid of anyone, and who is not convinced. Because of this, I broke her ribs when she was 6 years old, but Xiao Nizi just gritted her teeth and shed tears. I used to hate her unruly look You look rebellious, but now... I like the arrogance when you bicker with me so much... "
"Is this the so-called cheap?" Xiao Yi didn't miss any chance to hit the old man.
"Probably cheap?" This time Musashi admitted readily.
While talking, Musashi took Xiao Yi to a corridor in the backyard where outsiders were strictly prohibited from entering. The so-called outsiders did not only refer to Xiao Yi, even Peacock, and even the general staff of Yingluo were not allowed to enter.
But Musashi beckoned to Xiao Yi, led her into the forbidden corridor, and walked towards the innermost room.
"You are getting married soon. I have prepared a gift for you. You must accept it whether you like it or not. If you spoil the old man's heart, you will be punished by God." The latticed door of the room reveals an ancient bodhisattva of Japanese women.
Everything here is extremely clean, the knick-knacks on the dressing table are spotless, and the folded quilt feels like the owner of the room just got up and left not long ago.
"This is?" Xiao Yi asked curiously.
"My daughter, Hattori Yuri's room, remember to take off your shoes, or I will really kill you." Musashi reminded kindly, walked in, closed his eyes and stirred the air in the room with a folding fan in his hand, as if he could still smell To the breath of the daughter's existence.
"Why did you bring me here?" Xiao Yi was confused.
"Lily's mother died in childbirth while giving birth to her. Although I am not a long-term lover, my wife has been kind to me and made me swear that I will never marry again, so I have no other children except Lily's daughter.
The position of the head of the Sakura Luo family is passed on from male to female, this is the ancestral motto, so from the time Lily was born, I have always dreamed of marrying her to the best man, taking over my position as president of Sakura Luo, and serving as Hattori The blood of the family, the legend of Yingluo has been carried forward.
But just like my natural horoscope is not compatible with me, this daughter never obeys discipline, and is full of disgust for murder, and even calls me 'big devil' like you. The more I suppress, the more she resists, and even made trouble to the end He ran away from home and lived alone in the city below the mountain.
I also have nothing to do with her. Doting makes me feel that one day she will understand my painstaking efforts. That's why I didn't let Yingluo's killer affect her life, and even found him an ordinary bodyguard in the mortal world to protect her personally...
Who would have thought... that it would end up like this. "Musashi's voice trembled during his short narration. Xiao Yi, who had never given birth, could not understand the pain in this old man's heart.
He slowly walked to a white curtain, "Forget it, don't tell those unpleasant stories, this is the gift I am going to give you!"
Musashi opened the curtain, revealing an extremely gorgeous white kimono, covered with falling cherry blossom petals drawn with golden thread crochet, the beauty is extremely beautiful!
"It's so beautiful..." Even Xiao Yi, a girl who naturally hates kimonos, couldn't help but be overwhelmed by its beauty.
"This was originally the wedding dress I prepared for Lily when she got married, but it must not be needed anymore. Thank you for letting me feel the breath of my daughter returning to me over the past few months. I will give this as a gift Here you go." Musashi smiled gratifiedly.
"I don't understand..." Xiao Yi stepped forward, stroked the kimono and asked in confusion, "If you love her so much, why did you kill her?"
"Because before I was a father, I was President Sakura. I have the responsibility to protect the dignity of our organization and our tradition." When Musashi explained this, the folding fan in his hand was rattling. .
"Not long ago I saw an old man who was very similar to you. He also guarded his own traditions and even harmed his own children and grandchildren for the sake of the villagers. In the end, he watched his own children commit suicide in front of his own eyes. In the end, he did not Understand, in fact, what he has been insisting on is just a false thing that he thinks is important, and only the lingering pain in his heart is the most real."
"I'm not like the old man you're talking about... because I'm strong enough. Strong enough to overcome even grief."
"Really?" Xiao Yi was even more puzzled.