Chapter 468 I Do
"The wedding ceremony begins now~~~~~"

Hearing that overly solemn and familiar voice, Zhuo quickly rubbed his cheeks with his hands. The smooth touch of his palms made Zhuo look at his hands, and then he found that it did not ruin his hard-earned makeup, so he let out a relaxing sound that was not even a sigh.

What is before your eyes is not a wedding scene you pass by or see on TV, but a necessary path in your future life. Today, to be more precise, it is a journey that you are about to embark on.

"Please grant us a pure heart and an upright spirit, so that our selfish desires will not prevent us from knowing your will, nor will our weakness prevent us from obeying your will..."

The unique voice of the priest's prayer floated out from the door. It was not a wedding with white wedding gowns and phoenix crowns and bridal robes. The wedding was in a unique Western style. Judging from the situation, it was a very formal one. Anyway, in all the weddings that Zhuo had known about, he had never seen such a formal prayer from a priest.

Then, Zhuo finally woke up from the unreal and trance-like feeling of being in a dream and suspended in the air, and the color on his face slowly faded.

The overly unfamiliar and solemn atmosphere made the already nervous Zhuo even more uneasy. Even so, Zhuo knew that this was something that had to be faced and that he should greet it with a joyful attitude.

Zhuo felt that he shouldn't do this with a head-scratching mentality. After all, a wedding is one of the most important moments in life, and Zhuo wanted to witness and experience it with a feeling of fulfillment. But deep breathing with his head down didn't seem to have any effect. The rise and fall of his chest, which caused the restraint of his black suit, reminded Zhuo even more of what he was going through.

Zhuo has made up his mind to be reliable, and he's been working on it with his physical training and daily habits, so he should be ready.

The reality was so different from what he had expected. The tension that could be felt in his heart made Zhuo feel his throat was blocked, as if something was stuck there.

"…Let us bow our heads and pray, God, you are the creator of the heavens and the earth. You created the world and care for the world. We rely on your protection…"

"…Please grant us a pure heart and an upright spirit, so that our selfish desires will not prevent us from knowing your will, nor will our weakness prevent us from obeying your will…"

It's time.

There was nothing he could do even if he was nervous. Zhuo had also heard that people would relax when things were about to happen. So Zhuo could only hope that this statement applied to him as well.

Ok?
A slightly cool touch came from the back of his palm, and Zhuo lowered his head to look over.

What I saw before my eyes were not the usual slender and flawless fingers, but hands covered with a gauze glove.

And above that hand, the long light blonde hair is still there, and the face that you can see every day at home is there.

(…Is this Zero?)

No matter how I looked at it, it was the same face I had seen so often until yesterday.

If Zhuo's memory is correct, yesterday Sa Chiko represented the women and took over Ling's affairs early. Because many things needed to be prepared in advance, they could not meet until today, and Zhuo accepted it. It was indeed that he saw her only three hours ago. At that time, he didn't feel anything special.

Of course, it's not that Ling's wedding dress is not beautiful. In fact, at this point, Zhuo no longer thinks that any dress will not look beautiful on her. A girl like Ling will look naturally beautiful no matter what she looks like. She will look cool in sportswear, adorable in a little dress, and super cool in jeans. Even the combination of a skirt and pants will only show her cold temperament.

Facing Zero's entire face right in front of him, Zhuo, with a confused mind, leaned closer to look at that face.

At this moment, the light golden hair slid down the veil, and Zhuo's confused head was finally awakened.

Zhuo glanced at his body and found that the dress he had thought was so far away was already on him. It was the dress he had picked out with Ling arm in arm. The bow tie on his chest was neatly tied. If we ignore his confused expression at the moment, he might look like a handsome and energetic guy.

Zhuo gradually began to understand what was happening now. When he pulled his hand out, he turned it over and entangled with the other person through the gap between his fingertips.

We are getting married soon.

This is not any rehearsal or performance, he is walking into the wedding church with the girl he wants to live with.

"...Zhuo?" (Zero usually calls Zhuo "Zhuo-kun". In Japanese, "kun" is mostly used for men of the same or younger generation. Here, the suffix is ​​omitted and the name is called directly.)
Zero tilted his head to call him that and couldn't help but bite the inside of his cheek.

"…Do you think it's inappropriate to call me that, or that it's wrong?"

"Ah? No, I just..."

“…I’m definitely not used to it, and it’s very embarrassing.”

I feel embarrassed when you suddenly call me like that - Zhuo thought so, but still barely endured it, feeling the gradually relaxing throat and the sweetness in his mouth.

After staring at him for a while, Ling gently pulled his body with his clasped hands.

Zhuo, not understanding what was wrong with her, turned around and saw Ling trying to get Zhuo's attention. He looked up at him and looked into Zhuo's eyes seriously.

"...濯さん?" (This is "濯さん", one of the habits of Japanese women to address their husbands.)
The softly uttered words almost made Zhuo's slim-fitting suit burst.

Although unless it was intentional, it was basically difficult to see the cold feeling that Ling had in school in front of Zhuo, but the person in front of him was the embodiment of the word cute, but at the same time, because of her expressionless and cold face, she also showed a mature beauty.

The face that always said "please don't come near" seemed to change into a sexy expression, and the whisper that was much sweeter than what I had heard before seemed to reveal a charm, as if it was gradually penetrating from the edge of my thoughts and melting them. How could I not be stunned when I heard such a voice?
She observed Zhuo's expression and said, "It seems that you think this is more appropriate." It can be seen that the person involved did not deliberately exude a charming aura, but if you ask which is more lethal, accidental or intentional, the answer is very obvious.

“…How sudden.”

"can you."

"Well, well, how should I put it..."

"Ah."

"…I feel like I'm dreaming. And…"

"and."

"…I feel very much like a married woman."

Although it was a bit embarrassing to say it out loud, he said it out loud when he thought that this feeling would soon become a reality.

Ling didn't seem to expect Zhuo to say this word. She was stunned for a moment, and thought carefully about the meaning of the words. The next second, she slowly turned her eyes away, and then her head, to be more precise, she turned away and stopped looking at Zhuo.

"...Can I do something like this?"

"Please, please."

Zhuo also realized what Ling was thinking. Just like her previous anxiety and fantasy, she was worried about whether she was really ready and whether she could support a family. At the same time, Ling was also worried about whether she could play the role of a wife competently. So Zhuo gave a decisive reply.

After hearing this, Zero just said "really?" and then turned his face to look at the ground at his toes.

Zhuo smiled. Thanks to this blessing, he no longer felt any uneasiness in his heart. He felt that he could accept everything calmly. If he had to say something, it would be that he hoped he could guide Ling, who also had uneasiness hidden in his heart.

So Zhuo chose to take the initiative to speak: "It's time to go in."

"Ah."

"It's not too late to regret now. If you go in, I'll have to rely on you."

"it is good……"

"Hmm? Is there anything else you forgot?"

The two of them stood facing the door of the auditorium with their fingers intertwined. Seeing that Ling seemed to have something else to do, Zhuo did not push the door open eagerly.

After hearing the question, Ling lowered her head and remained silent for a few seconds. She must have thought it through, or made up her mind. Finally, she raised her delicate face with her hair tied up in front of her forehead, revealing her entire face, and looked at Zhuo.

"Will Zhuo get tired of me one day?"

"..."Perhaps he didn't expect Ling to ask such a question. After being stunned, Zhuo only felt funny and cute in his heart. No matter what, before this, Zhuo never thought that Ling was the kind of person who would say such words.

"Don't look down on me. Since I said I want to marry you, I will definitely let you take care of me for the rest of my life."

"..."

In response to Zhuo, she was not moved or happy, but looked at him seriously for a few seconds before slowly turning to the common door in front of them. This performance seemed to show that she was ready.

"You went in?" "Yes."

"Don't you really want to consider escaping? That's several decades away."

"I'll get you back."

"..." I mean you run away...

As he saw his free hand placed in front of the large off-white wooden door, he also saw another small hand in a white glove. Because it was a habit here, there was no practice. Even so, Zhuo could feel that the door, which should have been difficult to open with one hand, could be easily pushed open with two hands.

crunch--

Hualalalalalalala——

Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa--

"…Please bless the bride and groom as they come to you and enter into the covenant of marriage. Let us share your joy with the couple and support them in building their new family. We pray in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ. Amen."

Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa--

What kind of feeling is this? What expression do you have?

White petals kept falling in front of my eyes. I felt itchy when these petals landed on my head, but I felt reluctant to step on them. However, the carpet under my feet was already covered with petals, so there was nothing I could do even if I felt reluctant.

In the corners of the field of vision, wooden chairs were covered with white gauze, and many people were sitting on them. The sound of applause seemed to move the heart, making Zhuo want to straighten his chest.

At the end of the field of vision, the priest, wearing a black dalaris and with his back to them, was reading from the Bible in his hands.

I could also hear someone calling my name, was it Ren?
It was a strange feeling, as if I was not walking on the ground, but on cotton.

Only when he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the priest, and finally in front of him, did Zhuo slowly loosen his hand. I don't know if it was my illusion, but I could feel a sense of reluctance when we parted hands.

Zhuo looked in the direction of Ling. As expected, after their eyes met, the two began to turn around.

Changed to face-to-face direction.

The prayer sound that had been ringing in my ears stopped. In fact, the prayer sound had been ringing even amid the intense fireworks and applause. Thinking that this person must have been carefully selected by Sa Chiko and Shuichi, he would have such a responsible and cautious attitude. Such attentiveness made Zhuo feel that he had to be more alert.

At the same time, the priest who had stopped praying slowly turned around to face the people washing and congratulating him.

Their position changed from Zero on the left side of the priest to the right side of the priest; correspondingly, Zhuo's position changed from the right side of the priest to the left side of the priest.

Because he was facing Zero sideways, Zhuo was finally able to see the priest's face. It was not unexpected, he was not from Japan, but he could speak fluent Japanese.

At this moment, in the peripheral vision, the priest raised his smooth chin and looked diagonally upward as if he was really talking to the "Lord".

"Lord, we come before you to witness and bless this couple who have entered the holy marriage hall. According to the will of the Lord, the two are united as one, and they will be married for life, forever and ever; from now on, they will walk together on the road to heaven, love each other, help each other, teach each other, and trust each other; the Heavenly Father will bless the couple; the couple will receive great grace; the Holy Spirit will touch them; they will love and honor the Savior; they will praise the Lord for the rest of their lives."

The priest lowered his head and looked at the people congratulating him in the audience, his voice sonorous and powerful.

"When the marriage is about to be concluded, if there are any facts that hinder their union, please bring them up immediately or keep silent forever."

There was silence for three seconds, and of course no one spoke.

Then the priest looked at them and said, "I command you to confess before the Lord any reason that prevents you from being united."

Of course, Zhuo didn't make any sound, and the same went for Ling.

In fact, even if Zhuo knew clearly that this was just a part of the wedding, a thought would pop up in his mind: Your Lord is probably in the Red Demon River or under the Arctic Ocean.

While Zhuo was still daydreaming, he was awakened by a solemn voice in his ears.

The priest's voice was so solemn. Would anyone really feel that such a solemn question was the same old thing? At least when Zhuo heard these familiar words, he was particularly serious.

"Mr. Utsunomiya, do you wish this woman to be your wife and enter into a marriage contract with her? To love her, care for her, respect her, accept her, and be faithful to her forever, whether in sickness or in health, or for any other reason?"

"I am willing."

Zhuo saw the priest nod slightly, then turn in another direction, and Zhuo also looked over.

Even though he already knew the answer and had jokingly asked her if she wanted to run away, Zhuo still felt nervous. This nervousness was much stronger than when he was asked the question himself.

Does Zero feel the same way?

"Ms. Zero Razumovskaya Romanov, do you wish to be married to this man as your husband? To love him, care for him, respect him, accept him, and be faithful to him forever, whether in sickness or in health, or for any other reason?"

"I am willing."

The priest said to the crowd, "Are you all willing to bear witness to their wedding vows?"

Everyone answered: "Yes -"

Priest: "Who married the bride to the groom?"

It was supposed to be the father of the bride, but the one standing there was Shuichi. Although there was nothing he could do about it, he was indeed the father of the bride.

Xiuyi stood up with a friendly smile that Zhuo admitted he was not as good as, and said: "She married him voluntarily, with the blessing of her parents." After seeing the priest nod, he sat down.

"Swear an oath."

Zhuo was shocked. This was the part that Xiuyi had explained to him repeatedly, and Zhuo had also recited it countless times, so there was no problem.

Zhuo walked forward silently, stared at Ling for a second, then pulled up her right hand in her sight and said:
"I solemnly swear in the name of God: I accept you as my wife, and from this day forward, regardless of good or bad, high or low, sickness or health, I will love you and cherish you until death."

Zhuo felt that he was no longer reciting a line, but was making a real oath.

During this part, even though his sight was fixed diagonally upwards because he needed to face the 'Lord', he could still feel the girl holding his hand and trying to look up at him while he was chanting.

The hand that had just been put down and released was held again.

This time it was zero.

"Zero Razumovskaya Romanov swears on her life: I accept you as my husband, and from this day forward, in good times and bad, in high and low, in sickness and in health, I will love you and cherish you until death."

Zhuo felt that not only was he unexpected about this scene, but even the priest was stunned for a moment before reacting and taking the ring from someone else's hand.

They put their hands down, blessed each other and exchanged wedding rings.

In fact, compared to the vows, Zhuo felt that the exchange of rings was more important than the vows. No matter what, Ling valued the promise more than his life, and he gradually felt the same way. Zhuo had heard that two people who lived together for a long time would become more and more similar, and he thought that he might have this tendency now.

The priest asked God to bless the ring:
"Lord, the ring will represent the bond of the vows they have sworn."

Everyone: “Amen!!”

Zhuo put the ring on Xin Ling's left ring finger and said:
"I give you this ring as a symbol of love, in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I give you everything I have."

Ling also put the ring on the groom's left ring finger and said:
"I give you this ring as a symbol of love, in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I give you everything I have."

The next step was the normal cake-cutting process. No matter how playful Sachiko was, she couldn't possibly cause trouble at the wedding of her son and her long-awaited daughter, so everything went smoothly.

Perhaps what was different from ordinary people was that everyone noticed that the bride did not appear in the conversation.

(End of this chapter)