marry a ghost

The chill in the room deepened, and the closed door creaked harshly.

Wei Ning thought about it for a while, and felt that he should clarify the matter. Yin marriage is a weird and bad habit that should have disappeared long ago.Just when he was about to speak, Wei's mother stomped on him secretly, the pain made Wei Ning grin his teeth, his face twisted, his mother was warning him not to talk nonsense.

The smile on Wei Ning's mother's face is like the New Year pictures on the wall, vague and rigid.Aunt Wei's smile was much more real, she clapped her hands from time to time, she was about to laugh, but she covered her mouth hastily, so a strange gurgling sound came out from her throat, and Wei Ning next to her could hear, Stomach ache.

The two women chatted about family affairs, and occasionally talked about some dark marriages.

It's as if he just mentioned it casually, but this pretentious gesture is even more deliberate.

Wei Ning endured and endured, and wanted to leave several times, but was stopped by Wei's mother. He understood that this meant that he had to be present.

I don't know how long it took, until the light from the electric lamp hanging from the ceiling seemed to be dimmed, and Aunt Wei finally stood up, holding Wei Ning's hand tightly with her cold and wet hands , "Ah Ning, we will be a family from now on. The third aunt will not treat you badly. Hello, you are very good. I used to talk about you often when Ah Xi was still there. He likes you. Now, you want to be with him Yes, Ah Xi will be very happy, very happy."

Wei Ning's back felt chills, especially when she heard that Ah Xi liked him.

The door was pushed open a crack.

Wei Zhuang, shrouded in darkness, seemed to be crouching at the feet of a ferocious beast, everything was trembling in fear and silent.

Wei Ning saw a dog with its tail between its legs, running silently on the bluestone road.Wei Ning's mother took out a white paper lantern from home, lit the white candle inside, and handed it to Aunt Wei.

Aunt Wei took this white paper lantern and walked slowly in the dark.

The pale light broke through a hole in the thick darkness, and Aunt Wei's thin figure appeared and disappeared in this hole. When she was about to turn a corner, Aunt Wei suddenly turned her head and glanced at Wei Ning— — Wei Ning's whole body was shocked by the dull gaze and stern expression.

At this time, something was lightly placed on Wei Ning's left shoulder.

It's not very heavy, but the icy touch made Wei Ning feel chills emanating from his bones. He gripped the door tightly with trembling hands. He wanted to turn around but didn't have the courage—there was something unclean behind him. something?Wei Ning couldn't help but start thinking wildly, it seemed that as soon as he returned to Weizhuang, all kinds of incredible things would happen, everything was logical, it seemed to be so.

Wei Ning once again had the idea of ​​fleeing from Weizhuang, so strong that he wanted to leave immediately even in the middle of the night. However, he still controlled the sudden impulse, gritted his teeth, opened the door, and turned around slowly— - Empty behind - Wei Ning sneered in his heart, suspicious all day long, do you want to live?

He closed the door and went back into the house.

Mother Wei stood in the main room, looking at the betrothal gifts and sighing. The false smile on her face just now had faded away. She pointed at the betrothal gifts, "Bring these to your room." She ordered, " Sin is all sin." Mother Wei walked into the room while nagging, leaving Wei Ning in a daze at the betrothal gifts.

Four loads of carrying boxes, plus two gold lacquer trays, the dowry gift is really not light.

The betrothal gifts used for Yin marriages are different from ordinary betrothal gifts. It is indeed not appropriate to place them in places like the main room where people come and go. Others will not even enter the door if they see bad luck.

Wei Ning took the shoulder pole and picked up one of the boxes. He thought it would be heavy, but he picked it up with ease. Wei Ning glanced at the two big wooden boxes in a strange way—not to mention the boxes inside. The weight of these two wooden boxes alone is not light, right?With this question in mind, Wei Ning picked up all four loads of suitcases into his room, then turned around and brought in the two gold-lacquered trays.

There are so many things on the tray, Wei Ning picked them up curiously.He reached out and took the clothes, all of which were hand-tailored with excellent workmanship, and the buttons on them were all ancient-style buckles, embroidered with the patterns of the swastika and five blessings. Out of an intuition, Wei Ning compared the clothes to himself — fits well, the thought flashed through his mind.

Wei Ning became more and more curious. Could it be that Aunt Wei asked Mother Wei for her own clothes size?But Wei's mother probably didn't know too well. After leaving home, she had grown several centimeters, and he had also grown a lot stronger. He was no longer the thin bamboo pole he used to be.

If you think about it further, you will inevitably be full of doubts. Wei Ning restrained his sloppy thinking and stretched his hand into another tray. He, a big man, is naturally not very interested in these ornaments made of gold, beads and emerald jade. , he found that there were other articles under these ornaments.

Wei Ning became interested, he pushed away those ornaments, and saw a piece of paper folded into a square, quietly placed in the middle of the golden lacquer tray.Wei Ning took it over, afraid of tearing up the unknown years of paper, so he relaxed his hands and carefully spread the paper.

There are some small grids on the yellowed paper, which Wei Ning recognized at a glance. These are the composition books used in elementary school.Someone used a pencil to smear on this paper, and the time interval was too long, and the marks left by the pencil were blurred, and only a rough outline could be seen.

The painting on the paper is a boy with short hair, leaning against a tree with loose branches and leaves.

Wei Ning is not a person with the ability to appreciate art, but he still intuitively felt the person who left this painting, his enthusiasm, his persistence, his meticulousness, and his seriousness, all poured into the painting. For the young man, the word "strength through the paper" may refer to this situation.

Involuntarily, Wei Ning's fingers slid along the boy's outline.

As he moved, the paper made a slight rustling sound.

Wei Ning's fingers felt a burst of cold again, as if someone's hand was folded on his hand, moving together - Wei Ning shivered, curled his fingers, and immediately retracted.

He flicked his fingers, twisted the piece of paper, looked left and right, the more he looked, the more he felt that the boy drawn on the paper looked familiar, where did he seem to have seen it?Wei Ning touched his chin with one hand, he suddenly raised his head, as if remembering something, ran to the desk, opened the drawer, took out the photo album, and opened one of the pages - exactly the same!

Wei Ning let go of his hand, and the album fell and landed on his feet.

The boy drawn on this paper is him. Wei Ning swallowed his saliva and looked at the paper again. On the lower right corner of the paper, there were a few blurred handwriting. Wei Ning took the paper under the lamp and carefully identified it. ——Wei Xi on July 199, 7X, wish Ah Ning safe.

Even though I had a premonition in my heart, when I was really sure, I still stayed for a while.

Third Aunt Wei put Wei Xi's posthumous work in the dowry gift and sent it over.

Wei Ning had mixed feelings in his heart, with mixed feelings.Wei Xi will always be a thorn in his heart, piercing deeply, reminding him of the wrong things he has done with continuous pain.Seeing the portrait left by Wei Xi at this time, Wei Ning, who was extremely repulsed by this absurd yin marriage, suddenly felt indifferent—if this could comfort and make up for Third Aunt Wei and Wei Xi , so why not?

Wei Ning folded the paper carefully along the old creases, but instead of putting it in the gold lacquer tray, he put it in his wallet.

This is the third night back in Weizhuang.

Wei Ning lay on the bed, tossing and turning for a long time, unable to fall asleep, until the middle of the night, he finally became a little dazed.

In the distance, someone was calling him. Wei Ning, who was asleep, opened his eyes uncomfortably. People whose sleep is disturbed usually have a bad temper. Wei Ning scratched his messy hair angrily, "Who is it? What's it called? It's the middle of the night, it's called a soul."

As if responding to his scolding, the curtains were suddenly pulled open, and the pale sunlight shone in, hurting people's eyes.Wei Ning stretched out his hand reflexively, and blocked his eyes. After a while, he finally got used to the sunlight, put down his hand, and squinted his eyes to look at the window—it turned out that the sky was already bright, the sun had come out, and he overslept up?Wei Ning lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but the next second, his movements stopped.

A man was standing in front of the window with his back turned to him.

Even under the rotten sunlight, the man's back was still so cold and pale, revealing a deep silence.

Wei Ning was stunned, what the hell is going on?In broad daylight, someone actually trespassed on a residential house, that's fine, how can a thief be so arrogant?Also comes with a wake-up call?He stood up, "Hello, who are you?" As he asked, he secretly reached out to his mobile phone and pressed 110 to call the police.

The man was deaf and motionless.

Wei Ning's fingers hung over the keyboard of the phone, and they froze. He tried to press down, but his fingers didn't listen to the brain's command. Wei Ning's forehead was covered with fine sweat, rolling down his face drop by drop. Come.

The whitish sunlight gradually dimmed, and not long after, the sky and the room became dark.

In the room where he couldn't see his fingers, Wei Ning didn't even dare to breathe out, and his whole body couldn't help shaking slightly. The fear from his heart made Wei Ning's throat spasm, and he couldn't even utter a cry for help.At this time, Wei Ning heard a slight sound approaching him, it was the sound of shoes rubbing against the floor, and then Wei Ning felt a cold hand on his shoulder, as if it had been opened Like a door lock, Wei Ning opened his mouth, and there was a series of screams, "Ah-ah-ah-help-"

"Boom—boom—boom—", there was a rapid knock on the door, "Ah Ning, what's wrong with you, what's your name?" Wei Ning's mother shouted outside the door.

In Wei's mother's shout, Wei Ning woke up in a cold sweat. When he touched it, his hands were sweating.