Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Wedding, part 2.

Inside, the men found their places on his side of the temple, but Wei Caihong wasn't looking at them.

He was looking at a vision in white, with glistening pearls, clutching Nuo Nuying's hand as the old woman smiled brightly.

There was indeed a veil over Nikola, a see-through white one. He should have been in red, his Nikola. But granny had still put him in white.

Wei Caihong decided that he appreciated this breach in tradition.

 The white made Nikola's frame look tender. Like he was made of porcelain. A precious doll. Grandpa Cao nudged him and then moved to whisper to him.

"Remember, don't faint!" the old man said in all his wisdom.

Wei Caihong chuckled. He could imagine his hands undoing the intricate braid that Nikola's hair was in tonight. How he would talk to his husband all the while, cracking a joke, one after the other, making him laugh.