Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

In fact, Bai Yao has been here before.

At that time, she and other classmates were studying a topic with Teacher Zhao. They needed to study many special cases, so they had to travel around. Fortunately, Teacher Zhao had a wide network of contacts and had connections with many hospitals and institutions. They came to this city and worked with After communicating with a special agency, Teacher Zhao proposed that he would like to go home and visit.

Bai Yao was also driving the car at that time. Teacher Zhao only asked Bai Yao to wait outside the village. He walked in alone. It was also in the evening of that day that Bai Yao stepped out of the car to get some air. Under the shadow of the tree, On the wall, she saw a strange figure.

It was a young man, sitting blankly on the wall, holding a weapon that was unknown as a knife or a sword in his hand. He seemed to be staring at the birds flying by in the sky, but his eyes were empty and without focus.

Bai Yao looked at his unusual dress and only thought about which young man this was playing cosplay.

Perhaps Bai Yao stared at him for too long, which aroused the boy's reaction. He lowered his eyes slightly and met Bai Yao's eyes unexpectedly.

The moment she saw the faint red light coming from his body, she was sure that she must have fallen in love with him at first sight!

Bai Yao used the excuse of treating his secondary disease to successfully seduce him back home and soon ate him up.

Speaking of which, Fan Sui should be very familiar with Zhaojiawan, but Fan Sui had never mentioned Zhaojiawan, so Bai Yao didn't ask any more questions.

Fan Sui sticks to Bai Yao's side and steps into the village with her.

The local custom is that when someone dies in a family, mourning and music must be performed for several days, and the coffin must be parked in the main room for several days. Following the sound, Bai Yao and Fan Sui quickly found Teacher Zhao's hometown.

People in the village live close to each other. If one family has something to do, other families will come to help. Even if it is not meal time, there are still many people helping to prepare for the dinner in the evening.

Teacher Zhao's children were all wearing sackcloth and mourning, with traces of crying on their faces.

Bai Yao was a stranger. When she appeared here, the others stopped what they were doing and looked at her together.

A man wearing a white cloth came over, "Who are you?"

Bai Yao introduced herself, "I am Bai Yao, a student of Teacher Zhao. This is my husband Fansui. Teacher Zhao has given me a lot of help at school. I heard the news that Teacher Zhao has left. I want to say goodbye to Teacher Zhao." ”

The man followed Bai Yao's gaze and looked to the side. It was only at this time that he noticed a stranger beside Bai Yao. He was a little confused. This man obviously walked in with Bai Yao. Why did he only notice Bai Yao? Woolen cloth?

After restraining his strange emotions, the man said: "Hello, I am Zhao Si. On behalf of my family, I am very grateful that you are here to commemorate my father."

According to local custom, the person who presides over the funeral must be the eldest son.

Zhao Si took Bai Yao and Fan Sui to the main room. The coffin was placed in the main room, and a square table placed on the coffin held the portrait of Teacher Zhao.

Under the table is a makeshift iron pot, with paper money still burning inside.

A young woman was sitting on her knees on the ground, with a rosy face, and she was putting paper money inside again and again.

Zhao Si introduced: "This is my sister Zhao Shi."

Then, Zhao Si introduced his sister, "This is dad's student Bai Yao."

Bai Yao said: "Please forgive me."

Zhao Shi raised her eyes that were red from crying, nodded slightly to Bai Yao, and said with choked sobs: "Thank you."

Teacher Zhao is a very kind old man. Whenever graduates who seek him as a tutor have problems with their graduation thesis, Teacher Zhao will patiently make corrections for them. He will also help young people every time they do a project. Even if students encounter any problems at work after graduation, he will do his best to help them.

Bai Yao once heard that Teacher Zhao said that he was about to retire. After retirement, he would plant flowers and raise fish. Unexpectedly, he died suddenly.

According to custom, Bai Yao knelt in front of the coffin and bowed three times. Soon, someone from behind called her name, "Bai Yao."

Bai Yao looked back and saw that she was an acquaintance. She held Fan Sui's hand and stood up. She greeted the person who came over, "Wang Qing."

Wang Qing is a young and handsome man and Bai Yao's classmate. They are both students of Teacher Zhao. It was Bai Yao who was notified by Wang Qing about Teacher Zhao's death.

Bai Yao followed Wang Qing to the corner outside the door to reminisce about old times.

Wang Qing said: "I heard that you got married last year, why didn't you notify us? I couldn't even send you a gift. I'm really sorry."

"We didn't want any trouble, so the wedding was very simple. It was just a meal for the family."

Wang Qing said with a little regret: "You are the beauty of our school. Everyone and I are looking forward to seeing you in your wedding dress."

Gradually, Wang Qing felt that his whole body was being eroded by a dangerous chill. Following this unpleasant feeling, he noticed that there was a strange-looking young man beside Bai Yao.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't ignore such a strangely dressed young man at first sight, but when he saw Bai Yao, he really ignored that there was actually someone beside Bai Yao.

Fansui tilted his head slightly, his expression dull, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Qing.

In the young man's brown eyes, there was a little bit of darkness gathering, as if it would erode the entire eye socket at any time, and then viscous black liquid would flow out, which was extremely weird.

Wang Qing's scalp was numb, and the hair all over his body stood up inexplicably, and he took a step back involuntarily.

Until Bai Yao held the boy's hand, the suffocation in the air suddenly became much less intense.

Bai Yao smiled, "Wang Qing, this is my husband Fan Sui."

Wang Qing laughed dryly and said politely: "Mr. Fan is really a talented person. He is a perfect match for you Bai Yao. Although it is a bit late, I still want to say, happy wedding and a happy marriage."

Fansui blinked, and his brown eyes became clean and clear again. He was so dull, but he knew how to work hard and raised the corners of his lips, and said slowly: "Thank you."

Wang Qing suddenly felt that the air was much fresher, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the hall, someone shouted, "Blood!"

Everyone looked over, then took a few steps back in panic, and started talking.

Zhao Shi fell to the ground in fright. Zhao Si quickly ran over to help her up. Looking up, the old man above the black and white portrait still had a kind smile. The two drops of red liquid flowing from the corners of his eyes were like blood tears. The main room There was an eerie atmosphere instantly.

Wang Qing swallowed nervously, "Then, what is that?"

Fansui said in a faint tone, "Ketchup."

Wang Qing: "Huh?"

When Fan Sui lowered his head and looked over, Bai Yao instantly raised her hand to cover his mouth, but was still a step too slow.

Fan Su said: "It's the tomato sauce that Her Royal Highness the Princess likes to eat."

Wang Qing: "Your Highness the Princess?"

Bai Yao covered Fan Sui's mouth, feeling that it was hard to see people because of her shame. Facing the eyes of her old classmates that said "You guys are having a great time", she slowly moved behind Fan Sui, lowered her head and wiped her face. Buried into his arms, trying to escape, trying to fool himself.

Fansui followed Bai Yao with his eyes, stupidly understanding his partner's shame at this moment, and stretched out his hand to touch the top of her head, his eyes twinkling.

Your Royal Highness, you are so cute.