The Ghost of the Husband Lingers After His Death

Unit text Story one: Your boyfriend is dead. You were originally a cold beauty recognized by the school. Recently, you have become thinner, pale and frail, attracting everyone's affection. Soon after, strange things happened one after another around you. Your mother even went crazy and went to the dormitory, forcing you to go back to your hometown and complete the ghost marriage that you had agreed on many years ago. Your friends avoid you and speculate behind your back that it was the "ghost marriage partner" who killed your boyfriend, and you probably won't live long. - Red and white double happiness, suona is sad and shrill. Mother exited the dead silence of the wedding room, ignoring your slightly trembling body in the gorgeous wedding clothes. She only stared fearfully at the paper man next to you that seemed to have come to life. She gritted her teeth and closed the door cruelly, locked it, and no longer cared about your life or death. After all, as long as he sacrifices you, He will calm the anger and restore peace to the town. - In the middle of the night, the white candle weeps blood and tears. You can no longer hide the excitement and trembling of reunion, your thin white fingertips are blushing with shy pink, and you hook up the groom's bright red skirt. She took the initiative to press her lips against the angular cold lips, whispering affectionately, blaming him for coming too late. The bed curtains are hanging down, and in the damp breath, you can only smell the man's low, familiar sigh. - You have been pitiful since you were a child and have suffered many hardships. Fortunately, you are protected by Him, and the days and nights accompanied by the wind are good days. This time, in order to cross Him, it's your turn to step into the trap—a hunter stepping into the trap as a prey. The rest of the world is still being compiled_(:з∠)_ Intention: If you keep it in mind, there will be a response.