Somehow, if that signature went down, it felt like things might get a bit extraordinary.
As the saying goes, soaring thoughts inevitably crash back to earth because the gravity of reality is simply too heavy.
Fu Qian noted that the actions of brother "Don Juan" seemed to embody precisely this kind of development.
From a moment ago until now, the might of the father and the expectations of the wife-even as a spectator, one could tell how immense the pressure was. How could one demand such a tender youth to bear it?
Though he caught that pen with ease, the heaviness of life already seemed to shimmer within it...
So much as the pen tip hovered at a height of one finger above the Marriage Certificate, stubbornly refusing to fall, not a single spectator showed any impatience.
"It doesn't matter if you write it wrong."
That even included Lord Jose.
He was practically considerate to a fault. Facing a son with a phobia of marriage, he actually gestured that it didn't matter if trembling hands caused him to write the wrong name, acting as if there were plenty of spares.
It was just a pity that the desire for control reflected behind this formidable mindset felt even more unfriendly upon closer thought.
"Then I'm relieved, since I feel like I'll definitely write it wrong."
Fortunately, Don Juan did not seem to think deeply. Facing Jose's appeasement, he actually nodded slightly to express his satisfaction.
...Such confidence?
Uttering words like writing the wrong name still sounded far too righteous.
Even using it to express dissatisfaction seemed somewhat childish.
Regarding the "groom's" statement, the audience was clearly somewhat baffled.
Of course, human joys and sorrows are not mutually connected. Some frowned as a result, while others had their eyes light up, as