Paper Husband

That night in July and a half, I burned the latest iPhone with my own hands. The barrage carnival in the flames: [Burn it to the dead as a greeting gift? No one knows - this live broadcast is the opening ceremony of my funeral. As a "country goddess" with 30 million fans on the Internet, my persona is purely a lie: The paralyzed grandma has long since become a vegetable garden, and the healing watercolor is AI face-changing. Until I dug out a hundred-year-old marriage certificate under her bed: "Jiang's Wanwan, married to a paper-bone man, will be married in July and a half of Dingsi year." House collapse comes more quickly than heavy rain. The century-old paper coffin in the back mountain cracked, revealing the paper groom with an empty chest. The villagers tied me to the live broadcast stage of the ancestral hall, and the village chief Jinya glowed coldly: "Internet celebrity co-star, earn a lot of traffic! Your grandma... Died like this back then." While the rice soup was pouring down my throat, I could feel the chest of the paper man beating. It's not the heartbeat, it's the millions of mobile phones hidden under the rice paper. It is humming and vibrating to harvest the audience's "flesh and blood reward". The Paper Bone Man's kiss was stained with cinnabar, and cracked paper patterns on the side of my neck: "They say you are the bride, but actually..." "You are the shell in which I am reborn." It tore open the paper to reveal the fleshy ball wrapped around the umbilical cord—— That monster made of the hair and skin of past brides, It's piercing blood vessels into my uterus. What's even more desperate is that I find myself becoming "papered". The texture of bamboo strips appears on the skin, and the sour smell of paste oozes from the breath. The only one who reached out to me was the mute Aku who always peeked at me in the paper shop. Blood oozed from his fingertips as he repaired my wound, and the blood droplets melted into the paper skin like a kiss: "Don't be afraid, I'll help you transform into a paper man." When the whole village auctions "paper organs" in the live broadcast room, When Zhi Gu Lang's account topped the list of hot searches in the underworld, I tightened my grip on the scissors I gave him and turned off the beauty for the first time: "Viewers, next is the paid content——" When the tip of the knife pierced the heart of the paper man, the flesh ball let out a baby cry. The barrage explodes: [Special effects explode! Reward the anchor's ribs! The end of this dark marriage, Either dye his paper bones red with my blood, Or use my ashes, In the burning flames, the roses that pierce the flow are planted. Mission: Body autonomy, women's safety