The villain's love literacy

"What did you dream about?"

Yuanyi frowned in puzzlement and asked softly, put his hand on Yayoi's cheek, stroking his thumb back and forth as if comforting.He lightly touched her sweaty forehead with the back of his hand.

"You're shaking."

Yayoi stared blankly at the man who held her in his arms, as if the last scene in the dream was still lingering in front of her eyes.

The ghost was about to pounce on her, and thinking about Miss Zhushi once said that ghosts eat people, her face turned even paler.

"Yuan, Yuanyi..."

She suddenly held the man's hand on her cheek, her fingertips were icy cold, and Yuan Yi's temperature almost scalded her.

"You'll always be by my side, right?"

It was just a dream, Yayoi told herself repeatedly.

She didn't want to bother Yuanyi with these messy things, and there were so many things that were hard to explain.

"Ah."

He held Yayoi's hand backwards, warmed his fingertips, and then clasped her fingers together. Just one short syllable once again injected her with peace of mind.

"I always."

Letting Yayoi lie down again, Yuanyi bent down and kissed his fiancée's forehead.

"Sleep, I'll be right here watching you."

I heard that the young man and woman who lived in the mountains not far from the village were getting married recently.

The old people in the village know more or less what happened back then.

The flu epidemic ten years ago was still vivid in his memory. The child Ge's family was considered prosperous, but that poor girl was left overnight.

But at that time, the village was also facing such a situation. Every family was dying, and even a steady stream of corpses in the town were pulled out and discarded. People who had not contracted the disease did not dare to go out at all, let alone take care of other families orphaned.

But then a boy came out of nowhere, he was quiet and didn't talk much, but he was always by Ge's side.

Seeing that they are going to be married now, it is considered a good thing.

On the other side of the mountain, walk up the gentle slope along the stone road, and after passing under the twelve torii gates, you will find the nearest shrine nearby.

The building is a bit old, but everything is in good condition, and it can be seen that it has been carefully maintained.The knotted ropes used for praying are worn smooth at a height of more than one meter, which is the trace left by generations.

Even Song, who was born and raised here, doesn't know how long the shrine has existed.

When she was young, she and her parents came to temple fairs in late summer. It was one of the few days when you could eat sugar casually. The dark maltose was filtered and not pure, but for children, as long as it was sweet enough, it could become Best childhood memory.

In the few years since Yuanyi first came to her home, Ge never came here.

Even if it is rarely shown, it doesn't mean that she doesn't miss her family. Being here will only remind her of the good times in her childhood.

But then slowly, I was able to come together with Yuanyi.

The darkest time has passed, and people have lived a relatively prosperous life. For the people who rely on the sky and the earth for their food, the absence of natural disasters is more important than anything else.

At the end of summer, they wore the yukata made by Ge to participate in the temple fair, and Yuan Yi seemed to be half a beat behind in responding to everything, even if it was a novelty that he had never seen before, he blinked slowly.

But Ge also had a lot of fun by himself. Every year after that, he would buy different animal masks and take them home. Now they are all placed on the wooden box in the corner of the table at home, stacked up in a not-so-short stack.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and now she was wearing pure white and flawless Bai Wugou, and Yuanyi was standing beside her in a black kimono.

Under the sleeves, the hands of the two are tightly connected.

As long as they worship in front of the gods, they officially become husband and wife and belong to each other ever since.

There are no relatives and friends, only the gods of the shrine to witness, but this does not hinder the joy of the two people.

After returning home, there were gifts from acquaintances in the village. Yuanyi thanked them earnestly, and had to confirm with her before accepting each one.

Other than a visit to the shrine, this day seemed to be no different from ordinary days.

This is completely different from what Yayoi imagined when she was a child in her previous life.

She even played tea party games with the girls in the same community, and her father bought her a white gauze dress, which was used as a wedding dress by the girls. One of them pretended to be a priest, and stammered and said Incomplete oath.

In her imagination, the wedding is on the green grass, with white altars and benches, and her father took her by the arm and sent her to a man with a blurred face.

But it's good to be together with Yuanyi simply.

The sky soon became dark, and when it was time to rest, Yayoi clutched his cuffs nervously.

Even though I have experienced human affairs in my previous life, I still feel nervous now.

"Don't be afraid."

It was still Enichi's reassuring voice, Yayoi blinked and tried to relax herself.

A soft and restrained kiss landed between the eyebrows and the bridge of the nose, sliding down the jawline all the way, and the fiery breath unique to men hit the neck.

His long black hair was not tied behind his head today, but all fell down and slipped from his solid shoulders. The black hair of the two people couldn't tell whose it was, and they were entangled together.

Since that day, the task of finding the blue Bana flower has taken a backseat, and finding that human woman has become a priority.

Master Zhu Shi left for three full days, but did not bring back any news at the end.

Even the King of Ghosts left to search for it himself, but the woman named Yayoi Asagiri seemed to evaporate in the heavy rain, leaving no traces behind.

It is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack, and it is simply impossible to start.

At this time, Wu Mi hadn't established a larger-scale system, and he didn't have many subordinates, and some of them he thought were useless and killed them.

Maybe it's time to find some strong players to work with, but he hasn't found enough to catch his eye.

A few months later, there was news of the woman brought back by his subordinates.

She was finally found, but things were beyond Wu Mi and Zhu Shi's expectations.

"...What does it mean to be with other people?"

Oni Wu Tsuji's brows squeezed out a gap, and his tone became gloomy with low pressure.

And that ghost has completely stopped thinking about the reward for finding someone, and he may have died directly because of the enraged Lord Wu Mi when he told the truth.

"She was walking with...another human male."

The ghost swallowed nervously, and tremblingly told the truth what he found out.

"I went to ask the nearby humans, and some people said that they have... married."

However, the imaginary rage did not appear, Wu Mi just frowned and looked away, and remained silent for a long time, so long that the ghost thought that the ghost king hadn't heard what he just said clearly.

He raised his head cautiously, trying to observe the situation.

He only heard Wu Mi spit out a few words coldly.

"Who is that man?"

"Looks like an ordinary one, farmer."