After marrying evil, I can't leave

Zhou Wu was so frightened that he fainted completely until Ding Cheng called him up from the couch.

The sun was glaring, and when I opened my eyes, the pupils were stimulated by the strong light to tears.

His eyes turned black for a moment, and he fell back on the chair. After a long time, he regained his senses and slowly opened his eyes.

The sky was clear, and Zhou Wu was still bathed in the sun. His fair skin was almost transparent under the whitish noon light, and his earlobe was exposed to the sun for too long, and his body surface temperature was quite high, showing a faint red color.

Is it a dream again?

When Zhou Wu, who was in a trance, got up, he felt a faint pain in his ankle.

His face slowly turned pale, and under the scorching sun, there was a coolness from the soles of his feet.

The fingers on the armrest could not stop trembling slightly.

"Brother Ding, you just stood and basked in the sun?" After saying this, Zhou Wu realized that his voice was so dry and hoarse, and his voice changed when he spoke.

Ding Cheng held a toothpick in his mouth, looking ruffian, he shook his head: "I was drinking tea in there just now, the taste of Hakka tea is very special, Lao He asked me to bring you a cup to warm up, you are too empty, Look at the green in front of you, when you go back to the stage, the group of sisters must tear us apart, saying that we didn't take good care of you."

Zhou Wu took the hot tea, and under Ding Cheng's nagging, he felt unexpectedly relieved: "It's because I lack exercise. I will enroll in swimming classes when I get back."

"Very good. Swimming improves your endurance and doesn't hurt your knees. Don't look at Lao He walking like flying. When it rains, his knees hurt and he has to use warm knees to protect his knees. This is caused by improper exercise back then. of."

Zhou Wu stretched out his head to take a look. Although He Hai was still standing straight, he could vaguely feel that one of his legs seemed to be slightly bent when he didn't touch the ground so hard.

Chatting back and forth, Zhou Wu's highly sensitive spirit gradually relaxed, and soon, the lunch break passed, and he devoted himself to the afternoon filming work.

The work in the afternoon is very trivial, because the preparatory stage cannot be completed in a day or two, the project volume is very large, and the division of labor in the village is very scattered. The camera followed, and the camera followed Zhou Wu. .

Everyone was exhausted and walked slowly back to the house.

Zhou Wu moved a small stool in the middle hall, squatted on the edge of the brazier, the dark yellow fire hit his face, and the shadow on the bridge of his nose flickered.

A full moon rose in the sky outside.Moonlight poured in from the hollowed-out side windows, and the blue-white ground was covered with silver-gray.

Zhou Wu's thoughts returned to the weird dream at noon.

Is it really a dream?

He thought over and over again, and when he recalled, he couldn't help getting closer to the brazier, seeking a little comfort.

But apart from the weak pain in Zhou Wu's ankle, he couldn't find any evidence to prove that the dream was real.

He remembered the last vague memory of his ankle being bound by a gust of wind, which felt like... human hands.

That's why he blurted out to the front of nothing, who are you.

This is different from the materialistic world he knows, and it subverts everything.

If it's not a dream, then...

Not daring to think about it any further, he clasped his fingers together in front of his chest and curled up into a ball, like a hedgehog defending against foreign enemies.

Wu Yao walked in after eating and drinking, and saw Zhou Wu who was curled up into a ball at a glance, and he leaned over: "Brother, there is something wrong with you, what's wrong?"

In fact, Wu Yao has a very big heart, he didn't notice anything unusual about Zhou Wu at all, he just asked casually.

However, Zhou Wu's reaction was very intense, and he even raised his voice: "I, what's wrong with me?"

On the contrary, Wu Yao was a little surprised by his reaction: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Only then did Zhou Wu realize that Wu Yao didn't know anything at all.

Zhou Wu, who calmed down, shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just that I've been quite tired recently, a little tired."

Wu Yao was more afraid of these messy things than himself, telling him that it might bring him unnecessary troubles.

Zhou Wu heard when he was a child that ignorant people with big eyes can avoid these strange things, so it's better not to let him know.

Wu Yao sat down and handed Zhou Wu a cigarette. Zhou Wu waved his hand, but suddenly changed his mind and took it.

Wu Yao said: "Smoking a cigarette slowly, it smells like mint, and the smell of smoke is not heavy."

After lighting Zhou Wu, Wu Yao continued: "Actually, I'm usually not so tired. This time it's an accident. I just walk around the streets on weekdays. I think you are pleasing to the eye. Don't go back and just resign."

Zhou Wu looked at him: "Why do you think I will resign?"

Wu Yao: "Small fresh meat like you is afraid of suffering. Even if you are not afraid, I will feel sorry for a bystander like me. As for you, although you are not delicate, you can see that you have been rich and well-clothed since childhood."

Wu Yao's guess was wrong. Zhou Wu grew up in the countryside. He played with crickets and picked wild fruits when he was young. He was a good hand at picking birds from trees.

Zhou Wu took a sharp puff of the mint-flavored cigarette, and just about to savor the taste of the smoke, he immediately arched his body and coughed violently.

He doesn't smoke at all.

Wu Yao patted him on the back, telling him to take it easy.

"I said you haven't even smoked?"

Zhou Wu's eyes were wet, and he said pitifully, "Well..."

Wu Yao: "Tsk tsk, you are such a good baby."

Although Zhou Wu doesn't know how to smoke, he wants to try it out when he sees other people smoking and enjoying the expression of roaming the sky in a relaxed manner, so as to relieve his tense nerves.

But in fact, apart from making his throat itchy, it didn't feel any pleasure.

He crushed the cigarette and threw it into the small porcelain bowl and ashtray beside him.There were some footsteps outside, the door was pushed open, and the village chief brought a few people and brought something.

Several strong men were carrying a huge box with golden metal trim and the whole body was made of mahogany.

"This is the best man's dress." The village head smiled and asked someone to open the box.

With a "click", the lock of the box was opened. The lock looked old, and the patterns on it were some kind of ancient mythical beast.

Zhou Wu took a look in and saw a retro wedding dress with deep red gold silk embroidery lying quietly in the center.

Its cuffs are embroidered with dense patterns, looking closely, it seems to be a circle of auspicious cloud patterns, but when you look closely, it doesn't quite look like it.

There is a large pattern on the chest, and the stitches are neat. After identification, the pattern is a crane and auspicious cloud.

But the flower pattern around the crane is surrounded by crimson embroidery thread, and the species is unknown.

Wu Yao was a little puzzled: "The workmanship is too exquisite. If you don't know, you may think it's our Wuwu getting married."

Speaking of this, Wu Yao immediately remembered that he had said "the son-in-law of the village", raised his head and squinted at the village chief.

Zhou Wu was also a little suspicious when he said this, and looked at the village chief with the same doubts. Wu Yao couldn't hold back his words, and couldn't help but said: "Village Chief Zhao, I heard that you have a daughter who is waiting to be married at home?"

When the village chief heard his words, his face twisted, and he quickly cleared himself: "My daughter is not yet of marriageable age, she is not in the village, and she is going to study in a university elsewhere."

Seeing the village head's quick attitude, the two no longer doubted it.

Zhou Wu took the dress into his hand, it was cold and the material was slippery. He didn't expect the weight to be so heavy. When he took it out of the box, he was unprepared for a moment and almost couldn't stand still.

"How much does it weigh?" Zhou Wu asked.

The people in the village said that they didn't know, they had never weighed it, but Wu Yao got started, and they said it weighed thirty or forty catties, and the man was so tired wearing clothes.

Such a heavy weight is all due to the gold thread embroidered on it and the thickness of the fabric.

The big red box was carried into the room where Zhou Wu lived, and the box was put away. The village chief was about to leave. Zhou Wu held the village chief and wanted to ask him about the painting on the wall. When he turned his head to look at the wall, he was stunned. .

The painting is gone.

The arrested village chief didn't know why, so Zhou Wu held back what he wanted to say, and finally sent him and Wu Yao away without saying anything.

When Wu Yao left, he asked Zhou Wu to take a good bath and sleep well, and if he was alone and feeling lonely and cold, he could come to him.

Zhou Wu smiled and scolded him for being shameless.

Wu Yao who walked out of the door suddenly turned his head again, glanced at Zhou Wu's room, and laughed: "I always think your room is weird, it's all red, it looks like a bridal chamber, you have to wear that Best man clothes, sitting on the bed, covered with a hijab, like a little lady waiting for her husband."

Zhou Wu's smile was fixed on his face, Wu Yao thought that Zhou Wu would definitely spread his wings to him, so he turned around and ran away without noticing Zhou Wu's expression.

As soon as people left, the room was quiet. Zhou Wu took out his mobile phone and played the news broadcast, and took off while walking to the bathroom.

He hung up his coat first, then took off his sweater, walked to the tub, waited until the water was almost empty, took off his pants and climbed in.

The warm water made him feel extremely comfortable, and he let out a soft sigh.

Ups and downs in the water, he hugged his legs unconsciously, and when he lowered his head, his eyes swept over his insteps.

Even in the hot tub, the sweat on Zhou Wu's palms and forehead broke out in an instant.

There is a circle of cyan pinch marks on the ankle, and there are some fine and irregular marks on the instep and even on the toes.

It's just like……

Like bruises on my shoulders and back.

Pressing lightly with his fingertips, there was an obvious pain at this moment. He raised his feet and saw a fingerprint on his ankle.

Zhou Wu himself couldn't wrap his ankles around, but the fingerprints circled around his ankles.

An idea popped up, "his" fingers are very long.

Zhou Wu was startled, what was he thinking just now, fingers?fingerprint?he?

But... only in the dream at noon, such a thing happened—"he" circled his ankle.

"Who is he?

Zhou Wu gritted his teeth tightly, dense fear surged from the soles of his feet, scattered into his limbs, and even his fingertips were numb, and he couldn't help but began to tremble.

With a bang, Zhou Wu stood up from the bathtub, and he struggled to get out by holding on to the edge.

Because I was afraid, I dropped the bath towel several times. After drying off, I put on my pajamas and coat and went outside.

The pace was fast, but he stopped in the middle of the walk, he stiffened his neck and tilted his head to see——

The painting reappeared.

The ups and downs of the white gauze were indistinct under the light of the ceiling lamp. I don't know where the wind came from, and the white gauze was blown up. Although it fell down quickly, Zhou Wu could see it clearly.

Standing in place for a few seconds, Zhou Wu turned his head without hesitation, and wanted to open the door and leave the room.

The door cannot be opened.

The whitened knuckles clasped the door frame and pulled it desperately. Zhou Wu felt that he might be aroused to tears by fear.

With a creak, the door opened.

Probably Zhou Wu himself was too nervous, which caused his hands to use force in different directions and did not open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhou Wu walked towards Wu Yao's room. He tried his best to make himself appear to be at a normal speed, but he walked faster and faster, as if someone was chasing after him.

When Zhou Wu knocked on his door, there was no response in the room.Looking inside, there was no light at all. Zhou Wu walked forward for a while and found that there were no lights in everyone's room.

The front is the corridor. Looking forward along the corridor, it was dark. When he came back to his senses, Zhou Wu found that he had fallen into the darkness.

There was a dead silence all around.

I hurriedly glanced around, and the only place with light was Zhou Wu's room. Zhou Wu, who was wrapped in darkness, only took three seconds to think, and then took the steps to go back.

The double-leaf door was opened, and the light diffused from it. Zhou Wu looked into the room from a few steps away, and everything in the room was normal.

When he poked his head up and looked up to see if the painting was still there, a pair of eyes met his four eyes.

Zhou Wu only wore a thin pajamas with a big top, exposing his white insteps without shoes in the dark, as if they would glow in the air.

Because of nervousness, fear, and fast running, his chest heaved up and down rapidly, his mouth was opened wider than usual, and white mist was coming out of his mouth.

The sunken collarbone formed a small shadow, the neck was stained with a layer of pink after shortness of breath, and the corners of the eyes were still full of tears stimulated by fear, which were red.

The black eyes rolled.

It was as if Zhou Wu had been scrutinized from top to bottom.

Even though Zhou Wu was trembling and frightened, he still couldn't understand why there was a kind of madness in his eyes that he had never seen before.