"The reason I finally let go of all my burdens that day was because I was truly exhausted. She was too." - Thank you for giving myself that beautiful moment.
After walking for a few days, we laughed and joked along the way, living a very happy life as a couple.
We felt sorry for all kinds of small animals, which we tasted one by one.
The most delicious was a creature that looked like a chestnut ball. We just discovered it yesterday. It was cute and not afraid of humans. It seemed like we had arrived at the habitat of these animals. They were colorful balls of fur, as big as a basin, with big watery eyes and cute little paws that fluttered around.
And then, my wife and I ate about ten of these cute little animals.
Thin skin, large filling, tender meat, and very few bones. Especially when roasted over fire, it was really delicious.
I had long been used to all sorts of strange creatures, so even if I placed a giant red dragon there now, I would at most give it a quick glance. It wasn't as exciting as before.
We caught a few chestnut balls as reserve food while walking and continued chatting about each other as we moved forward.
"Hey, wife, did you used to live with your sisters before?"
"We lived together when we were young, but we separated as we grew up."
"Why didn't you live with everyone?"
"We were fighting against demons at that time. We didn't have time to sleep every day, so I decided to live on my own."
"Oh..."
The water in the kettle was poured from a stream we passed by. I took a sip and threw it to her.
"Husband, where did you used to live?"
"I used to... live in a house, a stone house."
"A stone house?"
"Yes, it was a house made of stones. It was big and good. It wasn't cold even in winter."
"Then, you should build a stone house for me too."
"If I knew how to build a house, would I live with you in a cave?"
"You're really weak, husband..."
"No kidding, if you really want to live in a stone house, I will start finding a way tomorrow."
"Actually... I don't care about those things. It's enough for me to be with you."
She didn't say this shyly, but looked into my eyes as she said it. I liked the way she is now, with no more flickering mysterious eyes, only determination and trust.
We walked side by side, holding the horses, the grass under our feet was lush, and there were many wild flowers. I remembered back in high school when our class organized a trip and a female classmate made a flower crown for her boyfriend. It was a skillful craft, and I secretly decided to learn this little technique.
I studied hard for two months, picking flowers at Beiling Park whenever I had a chance, almost getting fined. But in the end, I learned it. However, I haven't used it until now...
"Wife, close your eyes. I have a gift for you."
"What are you going to do?"
"Just close your eyes and wait~"
"Oh..."
It's been a while since I made a flower crown, and I almost forgot. The most important step is the beginning loop, and then you just weave it down like a braid with three strands, and finally bend it into a circle and secure it.
"Husband, where are you?"
"I'm here, just wait a bit longer."
"Okay..."
After struggling for a while, I finally finished it. Although it's not the most perfect piece, it contains my love inside.
I gently placed the flower crown on her head, took a step back, and looked at it. It was really beautiful.
"Wife, open your eyes and look!"
"Look... at what?"
"Look at the flowers!"
"Where are the flowers?"
"On your head!"
"Are you dumb? How can you see the flowers on your own head?"
"Oh... I forgot..."
"Haha..."
After a moment, we looked at each other and burst into laughter. I took off the flower crown and showed it to her.
"Um... is it beautiful? I made it."
"It's beautiful, really beautiful."
The woman with a small snake in her hair held the pale purple flower crown, as if she could only express her emotions to her lover with the help of this gentle breeze. But she was also afraid that the strong summer heat would cover up her response, so she intentionally raised her voice.
Awkwardly leaving the stage, I put my hand on her shoulder.
"Let me... help you wear it?"
"Sure, okay."
Gently put on the final touches for my girl, she smiled, sweetly not like Medusa.
"Do I look pretty now?"
"You look beautiful."
"Say more..."
"I can't think of any other words."
"Well, then..."
If she were human, she would have tiptoed, while Medusa would have straightened her tail. There was a kiss on the left side of my face, still bearing the unique warmth of Medusa.
Our love marathon has finally reached the finish line. Today, we crossed that thin red finish line together.
It has been a tiring journey, let's rest our feet now.
"Husband, your face is so red."
"It's because your lips are too hot."
"Hehe."
"Do you want to hold hands?"
"Of course."
Inexperienced first love is charming, but love that withstands tests is priceless.
At this moment, we suddenly became shy and laughed foolishly.
"In the future, we will build a cottage by the river."
"And then?"
"I want to plant vegetables and flowers."
"I want to raise lots and lots of long-necked rabbits. More than we can eat."
"Yes, and also a flock of sheep, pulling a cart with two, or no, three sheep."
"The house should be warm, and the bed should be soft."
"And there should be windows, with your favorite sunshine all day long."
"What if it rains?"
"We will light candles in the house when it rains, as bright as the sun."
"I also want to eat the food you cook, every day."
"No problem, I will wake you up every day and prepare food for you."
"And you have to chat with me every day, and hold me."
"Yes, I will stay by your side every day."
"Hehe."
"Silly, I promise you everything. How about you?"
"As for me, being able to see you still sleeping soundly every morning when I wake up is enough."
"You're always like this..."
"What do you mean?"
"You always say strange things that make me unable to leave you more and more."
"Don't you like it when I say that?"
"I love it..."
My wife leaned her shoulder against me and held my arm. Suddenly, I understood how to write the word "warmth".
"Medusa is my favorite monster. And the only thing I love in Medusa is you."
"What do you love about me?"
"Everything."
"Like here?"
She used her finger to open a gap in my chest.
"If possible, I really want to keep my hand there forever."
"I knew it."
"How did you know?"
"Since the day you met me, you always stared at this part of me. Even at night..."
"I'm just a man..."
"Then guess which part of you I love the most?"
"I can't guess, there doesn't seem to be any particularly good-looking part on me."
"It's here."
She used her index finger to draw a big circle on my chest.
"It's very~~~~ warm here."
"We love each other's parts equally."
"Yes. We are husband and wife, after all."
We never expected to be like this, saying sweet nothings and walking under the shade of the green grass. We were like a couple who had just fallen in love, like a newlywed couple.
"Husband, you're a bad person."
"I'm a bad person?"
"You've locked me up."
"When did I lock you up? Hmm? My dear wife?"
"With a few words, you have locked me by your side, and I can't run away~"
"I don't have magic, how could a few words have that effect?"
"That's why I'm stupid, I just like to believe every word you say."
As we chatted more, perhaps to make up for all the words we couldn't say before, I let her coquettishly cling to me. Those days were the happiest for us. I never forgot about the upcoming war, I just didn't want to think about it.
Wolfrang's horse was quite gentle, probably well-trained and never showed any signs of aggression. I walked with it and my wife, and it didn't cause any trouble, matching our pace. The horse was a light gray color, and Wolfrang nicknamed it "Feather," looking majestic and splendid. Unlike the clumsy horses I had ridden before, it had bright eyes and the sharpness characteristic of carnivorous animals. The only drawback was its large appetite, especially after running, it needed to replenish its energy.
"Wife, do you want to ride a horse?"
"Huh? Ride a horse?"
"Just give it a try. How does it feel?"
"I can't get on..."
"I'll help you, come on. Riding a horse is quite interesting."
"But you have to protect me."
An adult canine tooth horse can easily bear a load of 200 kilograms, and can pull a weight of 800 kilograms without any problem. This "Feather" is even stronger. Both my wife and I can ride on it without any issue, but I have never dared to try. Mainly because Medusa can't get on the horse and we have to save horse feed.
How do I get her onto the horse? That's the question.
Should I ride first and then lift her up? That's not reliable.
Should I get her on first and then I get on? I'm afraid she'll move and fall off.
Seeing her stare at me with pleading eyes, my heart was moved. There must be a way. Let her hold onto the horse's back and then lift her tail up from below, allowing her whole body to lie flat on the horse's back. Although it looks a bit awkward, as long as she doesn't move, it's quite stable. Her tail is really long, with a segment dragging on the ground.
"Husband, I'm scared!"
"It's okay, I'm on."
"Quick, pull me up, quickly, quickly."
"I'm going to hold your waist, don't move."
"Slowly, slowly, the horse is moving."
"I know, I know, don't worry. Don't move when the horse moves."
"Tail, tail, my tail...can't move."
Hey, what a mess.
After struggling for a while, the horse got tired. Finally, she was able to sit steadily on the horse. Her tail was wrapped around my waist as usual. At first, my wife was very nervous, holding onto my arm tightly, but gradually she relaxed and leaned against me, looking ahead. A couple in love riding a horse together, if this isn't romantic, then there's no romance in this world.
"How do you feel? Riding a horse feels good, right?"
"It's bumpy...so high."
"Do you still feel scared now?"
"I'm not scared anymore, because you're by my side."
"Then let's ride a little longer. You see, when we are together, we can accomplish many things."
"Yes, we have been through a lot together..."
"But I still want you to become my wife."
I rubbed her face like an animal, making it easier for me to say the few most difficult words for a man to say to his partner in her ear.
"You said I've locked you up."
"But you were the one who tied me up in the first place, and you never untied the rope."
"Please love me, Miss Medusa."