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There are dirge tunes floating in the air, and the music that is not harsh is the most brain-exploding sound in the world.

For most people, there are always bad memories about dirge, so even as a bystander, it can't help but feel harsh when hearing it.

The long white team moved slowly, carrying a portrait and an urn.

Golden paper money is floating in the air, and at the same time, the sadness of the relatives of the deceased is floating.

The paper money finally fell to the ground and fell into deep mud, and the tears on people's faces were finally diluted by the cold wind.

However, the sadness in my heart seems to be mixed with the condensed air, and it will not be let go for a long time.

Wu Tingxi stood at the back of the line, she didn't know why she suddenly appeared here.

Whose funeral is this?Wu Tingxi couldn't believe it, and it was even more difficult to accept it.

Could it be Xu Luli's funeral?

How could things have turned out like this?

Could it be that Xu Luli was really on the missing airliner, and now Xu Luli is no longer there?

Why did he suffer such bad luck just because he married her?

Unspeakable sadness swept Wu Tingxi's heart, and unknowingly, amidst the cries of the crowd, tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably.

No, this is a dream.

Wu Tingxi gently closed her eyes, implying that she was thinking calmly.

It's a dream, it's a dream, it's a dream...

Wu Tingxi kept repeating silently, listening to the rapid beating of her heart, Wu Tingxi forced herself to calm down, and at the same time deeply felt that it was really difficult for her to calm down.

Is it because Xu Luli suffered bad luck because of her?No, this is a dream, and everything that happened is not real.

Wu Tingxi knew that she was dreaming, but it was still difficult to control her sad emotions.

Is it because she really loves Xu Luli deeply?So even if he knew it was false, he was worried about his safety.

Wu Tingxi looked at the white mourning dress on her body, she didn't know much about it, she couldn't seem to judge anything.

The people around seemed to be dressed similarly to her, but Wu Tingxi couldn't see their faces clearly now.

how come?It happened again.

It is said that the dream here is highly reductive to reality, but this time the situation happened last time, just like a real dream, some things around seem blurred.

Wu Tingxi really couldn't really see clearly the faces of the people around her, the surrounding scenes and objects.

Among the slow-moving crowd, someone was holding a portrait at the front. The blurred face inside the black frame was hard to recognize, but that was the most important information.

Wu Tingxi was eager to verify, she pushed through the crowd and ran forward.

Wu Tingxi found that her heart beat faster because of worry and running, but Wu Tingxi knew better that she must confirm the situation as soon as possible.

Regardless of the resistance of people pushing and shoving, Wu Tingxi pushed through wave after wave of crowd, and ran to the front of the team with all her strength.

Time passed by second after second, and Wu Tingxi was getting closer and closer to the front of the team.

Until Wu Tingxi rushed to the front row, she finally saw clearly the face on the portrait.

The kind and old face is always permeated with melancholy and noble temperament.

Wu Tingxi was still very familiar with this face, it was her grandma.

This is grandma's funeral, and the surrounding environment is gradually becoming clearer.

The dry river she played in when she was a child, and a special willow tree growing sloping by the river are all her memories from a few years ago.

Wu Tingxi actually felt relieved, luckily it wasn't Xu Luli's funeral.

It's not that she doesn't feel sad for her grandma's death, but after all, it's been an established fact that her grandma has passed away for many years, and Xu Luli is alive and well now.

Wu Tingxi quietly looked at the portrait of her grandma, the crowd seemed to stop for her, but no one took the initiative to speak.

After all, Wu Tingxi was one of the most important relatives of the deceased. Although she shouldn't stand in front according to the custom, it is understandable that she rushed to the front suddenly according to reason.

Wu Tingxi continued to look at the kindly face of grandma on the portrait, and a circle of visible space distortion quickly appeared around the eyes of the photo.

Even the strong distortion of space failed to destroy grandma's forever kind face.

Wu Tingxi only felt dizzy like a brain burst, and fell down involuntarily in the still crowded crowd.

She saw people's calves constantly moving, and felt the cold concrete floor behind her, and she knew that she had fallen to the ground.

No, it can't be!

Wu Tingxi thought for a moment that she couldn't fall down. If she fell down right now, she could only enter the next dream instead of really waking up.

In the crowded white crowd, Wu Tingxi miraculously stood up quickly before most people realized that someone was in trouble.

She took a few breaths, trying to calm herself down, but unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the "stranger" in the front row who was wearing white filial piety but secretly chewing something.

Wu Tingxi gave him a hard look.The man saw her at the same time, and saw that she was staring at him.

It is said that that is her cousin. Wu Tingxi met the so-called uncle for the first time at the funeral of her grandmother, and she never saw this uncle again.

According to the funeral customs of my hometown, if the deceased has no male heirs, a cousin will be called to make up the number.The extinction of male heirs is considered a very shameful thing, and the nephew is not using it to make up the number, but to support the scene for the deceased.Even if the deceased has a living daughter, the descendant of the deceased is still ranked behind the cousin.

Relatives who are out of reach, what qualifications do they have to stand in front of their mother and daughter?

Isn't it because grandma didn't have a surviving son?But what if there is?The person standing in the same position will only become her uncle.

Even if it is a biological uncle, why should he have a higher priority than a female heir?

Mom hurried over, handed her a cup of hot water, and comforted her: "Mom knows you are sad, but don't cry too sadly, be careful not to cry and break your body."

Wu Tingxi looked at the tear-stained mother, and clearly understood that as a generation of immediate family members, her mother was of course even more sad, and it should be said that she was the saddest person present.

Wu Tingxi comforted her mother obediently, and repeatedly stated that she was fine.

She no longer cared about the customary funeral order, and walked to the front step by step, but no one stopped her.

She didn't do anything or say anything.Unlike some might have guessed, she went up front to deliver a moving tribute.

Wu Tingxi only thinks quietly: Everything here is just a dream.She must find the final breakthrough.

Here, no matter whether it is a happy event or a funeral, it is just a fake thing to fool people.

At the wedding, she was worried that the person who would marry her would be Liu Keqing, who she hated the most, and then suddenly become Xu Luli, who she had a crush on.

However, how could Xu Luli accurately say the flight number the two of them were going to take? Most people can't remember such things.Besides, based on Wu Tingxi's previous understanding of Xu Luli's character, Xu Luli is not a person who is good at remembering unimportant data.

There was an even bigger hole about that flight.The incident clearly happened several years ago, and the time of the wedding seems to be in the later future.These two things cannot coincide in the time dimension.

At the funeral, she worried that it was Xu Luli's funeral.However, as a wife, according to etiquette, she should definitely be in the front row.If the timeline is earlier or according to the relationship in reality, they are just friends, then she doesn't need to wear mourning clothes.

There are too many loopholes that can be found if she thinks a little bit, because her mentality is disordered for a while, and she doesn't even know it.

This dream full of loopholes, but how to get out completely?

Wu Tingxi suddenly thought of something, she looked towards the sky, and shouted: "I'm not sad at all! My grandma never had a good day in the world, but now she is free!"

"Feng Liqi, have you seen it? She is your descendant, please take good care of her. Xxx, she is free!"

Wu Tingxi called out her grandma's name, which was different from her own surname, and different from her mother's surname, and it was not Feng or Feng.

Whether it's a family secret, or a past event that others would not mention for decades, Wu Tingxi said it in front of distant relatives and neighbors in her hometown.

Those human beings who have personally persecuted the descendants of the gods don't know what they are thinking now.

The first time she woke up from the dream was because she accidentally revealed the secret of her ancestors, this time she simply tried again.After all, she didn't need to be seen out of closeness, not malicious disrespect and profanity.

Wu Tingxi must get out of this weird dream, because she still has important things to do.Her so-called offense was originally for a good purpose, and it is impossible for a good god to mind.

Not knowing where to start, a crack appeared in the space in front of Wu Tingxi's eyes.It seems that in a more inadvertent moment, the crack is gradually widening.

The white mourning clothes and colorful wreaths of Chinese funerals seem to be similar to the white wedding dresses and colored paper strips of Western weddings.

Happy and mourning, good and bad, who can tell the difference?

Marriage may be the tomb of freedom and ideals, and death may also be the beginning of freedom and ideals.

Wu Tingxi does not want to worry pessimistically about things that have not yet happened, such as the companionship of marriage may become the fetters of freedom.

Wu Tingxi does not want to take a negative view of what has happened, for example, if life is not happy, then death is luck.

Instead, she is optimistic and sober.

When dealing with unmanageable temptations, you should learn to avoid them.

To deal with the sadness that is hard to let go, you should know how to let go.

Grandma has been dead for many years, and Wu Tingxi is not too sad to come back here again.

She stood outside the time and space and watched what was happening inside the time and space, and everything became shallow and insignificant.

In Wu Tingxi's field of vision, the river that he used to play in when he was a child is distorted and split by the cracks in space.

The distorted expressions on the faces of the surrounding people are due to being reminded of the past decades, and because of fear or guilt, they look like expressionist oil paintings.

The distorted expressions of people and the distortion of space superimpose and overlap each other, forming a more comical distorted form in Wu Tingxi's vision.

Whether this is reality or a dream, it is enough to scare them once and remind them of the sins they have committed.

It's not that Wu Tingxi forgives their past mistakes, but she wants to let go of her heart.

As a relative of the dead, she didn't want to add excessive sadness to them.

And for those who hurt them, she doesn't want to add to her inner burden because of holding grudges.

The cracks in the space have been split several times, dividing Wu Tingxi's vision into smaller and smaller pieces.

Gradually, until the broken earth cannot be broken any more.Like golden fine sand, and like the phantom of an old TV set.

Together with herself, she also merged into the chaos with the surrounding space.

Wu Tingxi clearly understands all this, but is gradually losing her sense of independent thinking.

Wu Tingxi didn't know if she had closed her eyes, but at the next moment, Wu Tingxi really opened them.