My Fairy Fiancee

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the lights are flickering——————

Tonight, maybe it is a coincidence arranged by fate, maybe it is a destined fate, or maybe God is tired of the plot of being hit by a car and dying...

Anyway, this happened.

Under the street lamp where Zhao Yi fainted, with the dim street light, you can vaguely see something.

It is a red long skirt, very bright, like blood.

The owner of this long skirt has long black hair, very long, one meter long, long to the waist, scattered to cover her face; very black, as dark as night, more charming and seductive.

This woman who is sometimes real and sometimes unreal is like the female ghost described in many stories, with a tall figure, charming clothes and soft black straight hair, wearing a long skirt stained with human blood.

She stood quietly under the street light. Her eyes could not be seen because her hair covered her face, but her head was slightly lowered at this time. If she was looking straight at someone like a normal human being, she should be looking at Zhao Yi.

It was late at night, and there was no one on the street, and even cars no longer passed by.

The figure in the red skirt was still quiet under the dim light. She stood in front of Zhao Yi, her head slightly lowered, and did nothing. This static movement has lasted for an hour.

Zhao Yi lay there, motionless, and his broken body was still bleeding.

Everything was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of blood spreading on the ground.

There is a very wonderful phenomenon in the world, called "lasting light", which sounds very mysterious and often appears in various movies and soap operas.

As for reality, I really don't know if it happens.

This phenomenon is like a ghost, which is hard to believe, but it cannot be completely denied.

Tonight, there are ghosts, right under the street lights; and the phenomenon of lasting light did not disappoint people

-it happened.

The so-called fate may be so magical. Everything that happened at this moment is fate.

Everything tonight, these things, these people or things, will happen or meet at a certain moment.

Whether it is the sleepy long-distance driver, the drunk Zhao Yi, or the female ghost under the dim light, or even the sudden...last breath.

"Hiss..."

A very slight, inaudible sound sounded under the dim light.

Zhao Yi, who was lying on the ground, moved his arm slightly.

One of his eyes was slightly trembling, revealing extreme pain and endless desire to survive.

One of his hands instinctively reached for the sky. There was a red rope tied on this hand. This was given to him by Dong Yiting three years ago, and he still wore it.

He was like a drowning man, eager to grab a straw that could float. But there was no straw after all, but the female ghost's hand did have one.

The blurred red figure leaned down, revealing a pale, slender arm.

The arm was pale, and her hand was also pale, and very bony and slender.

The pale bony palm slowly opened, slowly approached the palm of the hand that was trying to grab the sky for survival, and the two palms gently touched.

At the moment of contact, the desire to survive made Zhao Yi try hard to hold the bony pale hand. He could not feel any bony feeling, nor any coldness. At this moment, he only knew that this hand was to save him.

"Save...save...me..."

This was a subtle word he said with his last bit of strength.

The sound was really subtle. If it was placed in an ordinary environment, then if it was not close to his mouth, no sound would be heard.

But fortunately, the surrounding environment was extremely quiet at this time, and the figure in the red skirt heard it.

Her extremely long black straight hair covered her entire face, but at this moment, for some reason, she could always feel that she was smiling, and it was a very slight smile.

Her blurry figure moved, her long black hair fluttered, her red skirt swayed, at this moment, she was like the supreme and noble empress of the dynasty...

But her face could not be seen.

"You, are you willing to give me half of my life?"

The voice behind the long black hair was very low and small.

She was obviously a female ghost, but her voice did not feel cold and hoarse at all. On the contrary, it was very pleasant to the ears.

If the most pleasant voice in the East Region of the Earth today is Dong Yiting, then the voice of this "female ghost" is almost as pleasant as hers.

However, it is not difficult to hear from her beautiful voice that there is also a hint of fatigue.

At this time, no matter how pleasant the voice is, it is already irrelevant to Zhao Yi's ears. He only knows that he is about to die, and he can only instinctively ask for help.

"Save... me..."

He still made a vague sound from his mouth, and his hand tightly grasped another pale hand.

"You said this, are you afraid to answer me?"

The ghost girl's straight black hair covered her face, and a pleasant and melodious voice came out again.

"Puff!"

However, Zhao Yi couldn't hear it at all, he had reached his limit.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the action of spurting blood caused his head to move up and down, just like the action of nodding and agreeing.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Zhao Yi fainted again because his head hit the ground.

However, his unintentional and very coincidental action directly made the red-skirted ghost girl think that he agreed.

"Since you are willing to lend me half of my life, I will protect you for the rest of your life until your life is exhausted."

She said in a low voice without moving her body.

The other pale hand was gently raised in the air, and a piece of white paper appeared out of thin air without any warning. She let go of the white paper and let it slide gently.

The white paper slid very slowly, but it fell very accurately into the pool of blood that Zhao Yi had shed.

At the moment when the white paper fell into the blood, Zhao Yi's blood suddenly seemed to come alive, and all quickly gathered on the paper.

Slowly, two paragraphs of text appeared on the white paper. The fonts of these two paragraphs of text were compiled in the ancient text of a big country on the earth.

It was like a vow:

"I am willing to give you half of my life as a price, and I am willing to be a vessel until death. If you violate it, I will be punished by thunder." - This is the first paragraph of text.

There is a blank space behind this paragraph of text, which seems to be used to sign your name.

"What is your name? Please write it down here."

The red-skirted female ghost looked at the blank space behind the first paragraph of text and continued to ask Zhao Yi.

She seemed a little stupid. Zhao Yi was already in a coma, but she was still asking.

However, many people have also said that people who turn into ghosts after death will have very low IQ.

Maybe this is why she is a little stupid.

Seeing that the human on the ground did not answer her question, the red-skirted female ghost waited quietly for five minutes before making other moves.

She squatted down, and her pale hand touched Zhao Yi's forehead. A misty and illusory white breath entered Zhao Yi's head with her palm.

After a few seconds, she retracted her hand, dipped her finger in a little of Zhao Yi's blood, and wrote two words behind the first paragraph of text on the paper that had been stained with blood.

This is the name of the human lying on the ground-Zhao Yi.

After writing these two words, the red-skirted female ghost's finger was stained with blood again, and she wanted to sign after the second paragraph of text.

"I am willing to protect you in this life, never leave you, until you die. If you violate it, you will be punished for eternity."-This is the second paragraph of text.

Similarly, there is a blank space behind the text for signing.

The ghost girl's bloody finger fell down and wrote two words on it - Yuxi.

This should be her name.

Yes, it seems that there is still hope. She is not completely stupid. At least she remembers her name.

From the four words she wrote, it can be seen that she must have been a talented woman in her lifetime, because the shape of these four words is comparable to the calligraphy of a great country in ancient times on Earth.

Just as she finished writing the last stroke and moved her finger away, the next moment, this bloody paper suddenly flew into the air miraculously.

"Swoosh!"

It broke through the air and reached thousands of meters above from zero meters in a few seconds, and then suddenly exploded at a height of thousands of meters.

"Boom!"

Like brilliant fireworks, the colorful flames are gorgeous and charming, but it is many times larger than fireworks. Its flames cover the entire sky and spread to thousands of meters.

At this moment, the people in this city all looked up and watched, their hearts full of shock.

Even the people who were still watching the concert at Linhai University turned their eyes away from the beautiful and dazzling Dong Yiting, and looked at the fireworks thousands of meters wide in the sky, screaming.

Even Dong Yiting on the stage suddenly stopped singing and looked at the sky not far away. Her eyes were shocked at first, and then returned to calmness, revealing nostalgia and a trace of sadness.

This city is where she and he parted. If he is still here, he must be looking up at the same fireworks as her somewhere...

Memories... the past...