You will also encounter Shura Field after exile [Greek Mythology]

"Your wife is beautiful." The farmer raised his glass, "That's why her hair is gray."

"Because I have experienced some bad things." Moros replied with a smile.

"That's it." The farmer couldn't help sighing, "So is it over now?"

"It should have passed," Moros replied.

"That's good." He smiled and patted Moros on the shoulder, "People will always encounter a lot of bad things in the world, and it will be fine after they pass."

Moros remembered that he told his own story. In a certain year of diphtheria, his wife and younger brother died, and he lived alone with two children.

Now his daughter is married and his son is about to get married.

Life has never been easy for human beings, whether it is a herdsman in the mountains, a farmer in the field, a student in a school, or a small clerk in a town.

No one has an easy life.

Just like trees that have grown over the years, there are very few who have not experienced wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

However, the wedding gift that this middle-aged man brought to them was fresh flowers, neatly cut sunflowers with brilliant colors.

"It's very difficult to find this kind of sunflowers this season." The farmer said proudly, "And look at this corolla, how round it is."

His rough fingers brushed the delicate petals, showing a smug smile.

Moros did make many friends, farmers, merchants, clerks, and shepherds, who brought all kinds of strange wedding presents, though worthless in the eyes of the gods.

Aged wine, flowers, books, souvenirs brought back from afar, cloth, rice, glass rabbits, and live rabbits.

"This is for the bride." The middle-aged woman said, showing Moros a pair of rabbits in a bamboo basket. "It is said that the bride who receives this gift will have many children."

Moros covered his eyes for a moment.

One of her is enough to trouble the world.No, you are all her children now.

The girl who looked out from the window couldn't help showing a smile, and then covered her head for a moment, "Athena, are you going to pull my scalp off?"

"It's okay, you can still grow out." The Goddess of Wisdom said blankly, dipped the comb in water, and then helped her comb her hair and braid it into delicate braids.

"I'm going to be bald," the girl protested.

"That hairstyle suits you quite well," Athena said.

"How did I offend you again?" The girl counted, counting her fingers unfairly, "I thought about it, I haven't done anything bad in the past few days."

"Have you seen it in a few days?" Isis asked with a smile, gently holding the girl's hand and helping her trim her nails.

"I have never done anything bad in my life." The girl said confidently.

"Oh, she hasn't done anything bad." Athena said blankly.

"Oh." Isis agreed.

"Just one or two." The girl chose to compromise.

Isis couldn't help laughing.

"Are you really going to continue to bully me in this day?"

The girl patted Isis on the head with her other hand, "Please forgive me today."

"Okay," said Athena, "for today."

"You are really a bad person." The girl said without emotion.

Athena twisted her neck to make her look in the mirror to see her hair, and she picked up the jewelry she had prepared from one side and began to adorn her white hair.

"To be honest, I thought it would never happen," Athena said.

The girl smiled.

"I think so too." She said with a smile, "But it's all over, isn't it?"

Athena nodded, "I also thought you would never forgive me."

"Didn't you keep asking me to collect debts?" the girl said in surprise.

Athena shook her head, "You know what I'm talking about."

The girl smiled, held her chin, and looked into the distance, "It's normal."

"That kind of thing is beyond reproach."

"Aren't you sad?" Athena asked.

"Okay." The girl replied.

"You don't pay attention to me at all?" Athena said dissatisfied.

"You're here again." The girl smiled, "If you're referring to the Pandora matter, I think it's quite normal, quite normal, everyone has a share, and of course you should do it too."

"It's sad, you and I are two pairs of shoes, you are in the court, I am in quicksand." The girl said softly, "So I have done many psychological training."

She lowered her eyes and smiled.

"So it's okay." She said flatly, "It's really okay."

"And if they are still friends, there will always be quarrels and cold wars." She said softly, "Isn't this a normal thing?"

Athena smiled and nodded.

"I wish you a happy wedding." Isis said with a smile, and helped the girl up. The two goddesses were both wearing white skirts, looking lively and brisk.

"By the way, Apollo said he wanted to snatch the bouquet." Athena repeated blankly.

"Okay, I will definitely throw it to him." The girl said with a smile, "You believe in my skills."

They gave her hand to the goddess Themis who was waiting at the door, and the girl put her white gloved hand carefully in the goddess's hand, and she held her hand.

Themis showed a faint smile, opened the door and walked out.

The sun was shining brightly and the air was thin and transparent. It was a very good weather. The golden sun shone on her face, which was coated with a thin layer of gold. The girl raised her head, looking at the warmth of the sun and feeling the morning dew of water vapor.

The guests are already sitting in the seats, and the man's friends and the woman's relatives and friends are chatting.

She looked over.

Indeed, many people came.

The groom held out his hand, and she stepped up and took his hand.

The pure white girl has pale translucent skin, magnificent purple eyes, and hair that is as pure as frost and snow. All the gods present are not unfamiliar with her, but they have never recalled this goddess in full costume in their memory. look.

She has always been the sinner of the gods, the eternal exile.

They are used to her always looking sharp and sharp, like a newly sharpened knife, but even if she has been buried in the sea for countless years, there will be no trace of rust.

Yet she is also stars and flowers.

She is the goddess of the lantern in the eternal night.

In the days when the gods went away to the high heavens, they traveled all over their homeland and other places alone.

She is a traitor, a chess player, a laborer, and an eternal heretic.

She is a fire thief.

And she will be crowned.

Humans don't know the secrets of all this, they only know that this is a beautiful girl, and now she is finally with the person she has loved for many years.

This is the grand festival in her life.

They raised their glasses and wished her a happy life.

The girl showed a bright smile.

She was beautiful and dangerous, like a butterfly flying all over the sky, and a colorful bird that came from nowhere flew around her twice and landed on her shoulder.

No one can look at this little bird without feeling happy.

Because it is hope.

As in the best endings of all stories, the maiden marries the one she loves, who are separated for countless years and barely even together.

But they eventually hit the end of the blanket.

Swear that each other belongs only to each other.

Regardless of poverty or wealth, regardless of health or disease, no matter what happens.

No matter how long it takes to be apart again, they belong to each other, your bones are my bones, and your flesh is my flesh.

"But why didn't he prepare the ring." Apollo couldn't help but said, and then he covered his mouth in the next second, "I was wrong, I slapped myself." He quickly apologized.

The ring was the maiden's badge of shame, a traitor to the gods, and Zeus' victory over his enemies.

The girl smiled, touched the hem of her skirt, and found a small box.

It was a wedding present from Zeus.

The old god king did not come.

But he sent a package.

There was only a small box inside, and no note.

She opened the box and it was a pair of rings.

It is exquisite pure white platinum inlaid with azure blue enamel, which is so beautiful that it represents pure and firm love.

This is not the first time he has given his own ring.

The last time it was stone, inlaid with a piece of stone from the Caucasus Mountains, with a curse that forbids her to use power and consume her life.

She picked it up gently, and although she didn't sign it, she knew exactly who it was as a gift.

Facing the light, she could see a faint halo above.

It is the color of Zeus' blessing.

It is said that the families of those who receive this blessing will be stable and happy forever. After all, this is a blessing from the patriarch of the gods, the father of the gods.

She laughed.

"I take it," she wrote, putting it in the pocket on the pigeon's foot, and sending it flying back to its owner.

But in view of the unlucky problem that you have too many girlfriends, I won't wear it, the girl thought with a smile.

"Now the couple can kiss."

The black-haired young man lowered his head and kissed the white-haired girl's lips. This was the first time they kissed each other's lips. He hugged her back, like a long and painful traveler, finally in the Milky Way The end hugged his star.

The girl also hugged him, and after the kiss was over, she put her chin on his shoulder obediently, and was held in mid-air by him.

Their destinies are already bound together, they are the combination of human law and divine law.

Just like the ending they didn't dare to imagine, they successfully reunited and hugged together again.

Both of them couldn't help but think of that day thousands of years ago.

The girl took an apple from the boy's hand.

"Why do you want apples from me?" Moros asked.

"Because I know you will definitely give it to me."