Chapter 5

Aku was distracted all day long, and from time to time he would look up at the magic crystal clock on the wall. The scorched bread was enough for ordinary families to eat for more than a week.

Despite this, he was late

Because Vila is here

After all, the young girl could not control her worries about her fiancé. After finishing her work in her orchard, she rushed over.

The reason is also very good. After all, after Yaramon appeared, Aku never dated her again.

As a lover, this has reached an unbearable level

However, Fala is no longer the child who would chase Aku and sniff all over the street when she was a child. Although she was angry, her tone of speaking was still as gentle as possible.

A fierce girl won't get married, and this is how my mother has always taught her

After all, I felt guilty about the neglect during this period, so Aku had to patiently explain to her that for him, such a real bard is willing to be his teacher, the best opportunity to touch his dreams.

But since she was a child, Fara didn't like his dream, and now she was the same. Her eyes were red, and she held her round apron tightly with her hands, and said aggrievedly: Aku, what's the point of being a bard? She always wandered around, didn't change her clothes, couldn't eat well, and she had to rely on other people's rewards to live wherever she went. How could you like that kind of life?

Aku stubbornly raised his head and depicted the world he expected. In that way, I could travel all over Arreas, listen to, praise the legends of heroes, see many new things, and know those strange races. If I were famous, I might even be written into the hard book by those writers.

Fara bit her lip angrily, you are such a big fool, Aku, I said you are such a big fool!

After saying that, she turned around and ran away, and under her raised round apron, she was staggeringly strides.

I'm not a fool! Aku called out unhappily, and then he realized that he was late, and that he was late for a long time.

Oh my God, if Yaramon goes back on his word... He quickly changed into a floured dress, put on a silk robe that looked like a bard, and then hurried to the grass by the lake

Fortunately, Yaramon is still there

She lay on the grass, her eyes closed, her hands spread out, as if she was asleep

With the breeze, the light green waves gently rose and fell under her

Her shoes were taken off one side, her feet, as white as jade, were facing each other, and were placed by the water, with red heels soaked in the water. The water waves flowed, stroking her feet like a palm.

Just like being integrated with the surrounding environment, Aku couldn't even bear to alarm such Yaramon

He walked over gently, looked at the little harp next to her, and squatted down and stared at the strings. He couldn't help but imagine how he was singing the poem with the sound of the piano.

Is this voice really possible? Aku touched his throat, and the skin on his neck felt the baker's calloused fingers.

He sighed in his heart, looked at Yaramon's face, wondering if it should wake her up. After all, it was not a good idea to stay in the wild until the two months rose.

At this moment, he saw something that made him almost think he had hallucinated.

A gust of wind blew away Yaramon's ink-blue bangs, and her fine hair danced open, revealing her smooth forehead.

And on that forehead, there were seven marks surrounding each other, each mark looked like a small leaf, flashing with crystal light on her fair skin

This...what is this?

Tattoo?

Not so high-end

Is it engraved?

He has read many books, but has never seen such a sealed existence.

It doesn't look like a blessing or a support

Rather than saying that it is blessed by the acquired nature, it is more like a natural mark of light emitted from the inside of the skin.

Unable to resist the urge to touch, he slowly leaned his finger over

No specificity, it is very normal body temperature, very smooth skin feel

His movements were light, but they were enough to wake up a person who was not sleeping

Yaramon opened her eyes, and the gentleness of water flowed in her eyes. She seemed to have known Aku had come. She did not show any surprise, but a smile that made people lose all their tension. She asked a strange thing in a pleasant voice.

Can you see, can you?

Ah? I didn't realize the meaning of this sentence. Aku was stunned for a moment. Could it be... Can't anyone see this mark?

Sure enough, she used her fingers to push the hair on her forehead, pointed to the glowing leaf-shaped mark, and asked with a smile: Can you see, right?

He nodded honestly, and then he saw Yaramon's cute face getting bigger and bigger in his sight until the two of them met their foreheads, conveying an approximate temperature to each other.

Just like this, my forehead was sticking to each other, and it lasted for about a loaf of bread for so long. Yaramon breathed happily, held his cheek with his slightly chilled hands, and said softly: So it's really you

He wanted to ask something, but he couldn't say it. At such a close distance, he could clearly smell the smell of grass on Yaramon's body mixed with the fragrance of a girl, which made his blood heat up and gathered excitedly somewhere in his lower body.

At this time, it is usually difficult for men to maintain organized thinking

Before he could think about how to calm down, he found that he could no longer calm down to the level of rational thinking.

Because Yaramon's soft and fragrant lips were directly pressed on, kissing her without any warning.