Arknights? Yesterday's Arknights!!

Alina is holding a white lily, and you can see the ring on her ring finger.

“I will treasure it.”

"What? A ring? Or a photo?"

"I'll cherish them all," she said with a smile. "Even Teacher Anxin can be so mischievous sometimes."

"This is a return gift for what we just had." An Xin reluctantly held her hand.

The landship emitted a humming sound to signal its departure, and Alina said goodbye to it.

Just before leaving, Alina called out to Anxin.

"By the way, things are getting more and more tense at the front lines lately. Talulah might not be able to get here. You'd better go to the front lines yourself."

"Well, I see."

An Xin naturally has his own plans and will not easily disrupt this balance.

The land-based ship departed.

The situation at the front lines is becoming increasingly dire. The Ursus Emperor is making a last-ditch effort, but victory is within reach, and Talulah is unwilling to give up easily.

1098, winter.

On the eve of the decisive battle, a month after parting ways with Alina, An Xin personally came to the front line.

Since it was the final battle, Talulah strongly urged him to come and participate in the fight, and almost everyone knew the reason for her request.

Talulah panicked.

Even so, An Xin still waited for a month because he was waiting for three pieces of clothing.

Unbeknownst to their leader, Talulah, the Reunion Movement organized a grand banquet.

In the deepest room of the hotel, Anxin handed the clothes to Alina and Shuangxing, and then enjoyed the beautiful sight of the two changing clothes all by himself.

The dress I waited patiently for a month was a wedding gown. It wasn't the kind that exposed too much skin, but a proper wedding dress, very conservative, a long gown style.

The exposed skin was almost entirely on the shoulders and neck, which is considered very conservative even in Ursus.

The wedding had been planned for a long time, and everyone knew about it except for Talulah.

"You're so mean, Anxin." Alina grinned mischievously. "You even used official business as an excuse to lure Talulah here."

"How can you call it a lie?" An Xin coughed lightly. "Don't you like it?"

"I like it, but is it really okay to make such a big fuss? Won't it have any negative impact?" Yelena was a little worried. Her design had some blue lace trim, and her bouquet was mainly blue.

"It's alright, everything will be over soon."

An Xin knew better than anyone that the "if" scenario was just a false one, another possibility of reality.

He could see that the Reunion Movement had won, which was more than enough; the game was about to end.

The final wedding is just for the four of them; no one else will remember it, so it can be as big as it wants.

His communicator started vibrating. He glanced at it and saw it was a message from Yang Ge: Talulah had arrived.

He straightened his white suit. "The bride has to be the last to appear. You all stay here, I'm going to find Talulah."

Talulah frowned as she turned her gaze and entered the hotel, only to find that it was full of her own people.

"what happened?"

But no one answered. After a while, a blond young man walked into the hall. His long hair was combed into a high ponytail, and he was wearing a white suit and soft leather shoes.

"It's too late, Talulah, come with me!"

"Wait, what happened?" Talulah was completely bewildered when An Xin dragged her into the dressing room.

Several tens of minutes later, the wedding began.

To be honest, this was An Xin's first time getting married, and she really had no experience, so she was very nervous.

The person who officiated the wedding seemed to have been pulled from the roadside; I wonder if they'll be up to the task.

Compared to An Xin's panic, Talulah was completely dumbfounded. She sat in the chair, and everything was done for her: dressing her, putting on makeup, and putting on jewelry.

Several tens of minutes later, she met her two sisters, Alina and White Rabbit, who both had mischievous smiles on their faces and burst into laughter as soon as they saw her.

"So you all knew!"

"Of course!"

"Talulah, the wedding dress suits you very well."

Chapter Sixty-Five: Game Over (6k)

If this were a real event, then this wedding should be recorded in history, but it is destined to be a hoax.

An Xin no longer remembers how nervous she was at the time, only the sight of three girls walking from the other end of the church under the magnificent figure of Bo Zhuokast.

The three women were all wearing different styles of wedding dresses, with long skirts that reached their ankles and revealed white high heels, and each of them was holding a bouquet of flowers.

All three girls were tall, and in high heels they were even taller than the average man. Only when compared to Mr. Patriot did they appear short.

But An Xin is also 1.95 meters tall, so holding three girls is actually just right; this height difference is the most comfortable.

A thunderous applause erupted from the audience. They were all from the very beginning of the Reunion Movement—Yeti, Shield Guard, Infected, and ordinary people. Here, they were no different from each other. Everyone who came to this wedding was offering them their best wishes.

The person temporarily brought in to officiate the wedding is said to be a fallen angel from Laterano. Nowadays, Ursus doesn't care about those rules; a fallen angel will do, as long as they can find someone like this.

After the blue-haired girl finished reciting her vows, Yang Ge somehow found a choir, making the wedding even more perfect.

Anxin stared at Talulah in the middle, who had a smile on her face but a sob in her voice.

"Has this day finally come? It's my turn now, you idiot, you've made me wait two months."

"Sorry to have kept you waiting."

He personally put the ring on Talulah's finger, just like the ones Alina and Yelena had, all made of silver.

Bozokasti, also known as the Patriot.

He is the father of three girls today, but it makes no difference. He is Yelena's father, and for Talulah, Edward died when she was born, and her adoptive father, Kosch, failed to fulfill his responsibilities. Bozocasti is more like her father.

After Patriot delivered the three men, he stared at their faces, and a loud laugh came from under his helmet.

"Anxin, I'm entrusting my daughter to you."

"Yes, leave it to me, Daddy."

"Yes or no........"

“Yes, Dad.” An Xin looked at his father-in-law, both of them feeling complicated.

He put the rings that belonged to Alina and Yelena on their ring fingers once again.

The five of them took a group photo.

The wedding lasted very short a time; Talulah couldn't even stay for an extra hour.

The situation at the front is critical.

Talulah and Yelena took off their wedding dresses, put on military uniforms, and led the group back to the front lines.

However, Alina has time.

An Xin wasn't about to let her get away, so he grabbed Alina and dragged her back to the hotel.

Bright moon, countless stars.

Good wine and beautiful women.

"Don't get the wedding dress dirty." Alina slapped An Xin's hand away and began to take off the wedding dress.

"Don't take it off inside." An Xin wrapped her arms around her from behind and helped her take off her wedding dress.

The lingerie inside was made of gauze with white lace trim, and she wore white stockings.

“Okay,” Alina readily agreed.

How to put it? No matter how strong she becomes, or how sharp her temperament is, once she's with An Xin, she becomes that gentle little deer again.

She agreed to all of An Xin's requests, and even after being tormented four or five times throughout the night, she still indulged his antics.

It wasn't until late at night that the two fell asleep in each other's arms, and Alina felt incredibly at ease.

I finally gave myself to him.

Spring nights are short.

They only had one night together before they both had to return to their posts the next day.

The next day, early in the morning.

He and Xiaolu had breakfast. The hotel's food was decent, but the price was a bit expensive.

"It's all your fault. You got up late today and couldn't even sleep peacefully, you kept touching me..."

As she spoke, her tone changed from complaining to coquettish, and as she recalled what happened last night, a hint of shyness appeared in her eyes.

What could An Xin do? She could only apologize with a smile. Xiao Lu had indeed been very cooperative with her last night.