The man raised Zhuang Xiaoyu's wrinkled chin with his slender fingers, and stroked her lips with his fingertips: "Xiao Yu, you are still so beautiful after all these years.
For a period of ten years, my husband is here to accompany you. If you have any resentment or dissatisfaction, remember to tell my husband underground, and my husband will let you beat and scold me without any complaints! "
The man's thin lips moved closer, and gently touched the corners of Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips, "The most regrettable thing in my life is that when I married you, I was penniless and didn't even give you a good wedding dress." , Later, when you become powerful, you are no longer willing to put on a wedding dress for your husband.
I'm sorry for my husband, I've always thought about this matter in my heart, but fortunately I can put this shirt on for you again today..."
Qin Wuyan opened the lid of the coffin, and put Zhuang Xiaoyu, who was dressed in a wedding dress, into the coffin and lay down. On one side of the coffin, there was a golden basin moved from the cemetery, which contained the skeleton of the male fetus... ..
Qin Wuyan also lay down in the coffin, sleeping beside Zhuang Xiaoyu, holding Zhuang Xiaoyu in his arms, the coffin lid was slowly closed, and the luminous pearl hairpin on Zhuang Xiaoyu's head was emitting a faint white light.
Qin Wuyan's other hand intertwined with Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers, and his thin lips moved to Zhuang Xiaoyu's ear, whispering like whispers between lovers: "Xiaoyu, although I have never believed in fate, the way of heaven, and even less reincarnation, Don't believe those ancient legends in Moon City.
But because of you, I want to believe this. I burned three sticks of incense at the entrance of Shimen, and when the smoke rises, your soul will be waiting for me on the reincarnation circuit...
As a husband, there has never been a moment like this. I hope that there is heaven, reincarnation, and destiny in this world. The two of us are dressed in wedding dresses, just like this time, holding hands and walking together on the road of reincarnation. Knowing that we are destined to be a couple, knowing that we are husband and wife, we should not separate us, and in the next life, we will be able to be husband and wife together, grow old together, and be together forever..."
Qin Wuyan bit the meridian on his wrist, blood snaked down his arm, soaking the bright red wedding dress, Qin Wuyan's index finger was stained with blood, and touched Zhuang Xiaoyu's brow, "I use the moon As a city priest, I swear in blood that I will be with Zhuang Xiaoyu in the next life, and forever.
I live in the same quilt and die in the same hole, life after life, until death. All the sufferings are borne by me alone, and all the happiness and beauty happen to her...
I hope that when we meet again, there will be no deep hatred between us, no such big disparity in identities, and no unavoidable involuntary feelings...
Xiaoyu, in my husband's heart, you are more important than my husband's life.
The three of us are finally reunited, Xiao Yu, are you happy? "
Qin Wuyan only felt that his consciousness became blurred little by little, but he still vaguely remembered the scene when the woman dressed like a fairy stood among the green hills and trees, turned around and smiled brightly at him.
In the past, he didn't know what kind of feeling it was. He only felt that his heart was swaying like the wind passing through the woods, but now he knew that it was a dead tree in spring, and flowers blooming all over the ground...
How wonderful it would be if life were just like the first time you saw it!
The slight whispers in the coffin gradually subsided and disappeared, and the entire mausoleum returned to an empty silence...
If it weren't for the two sets of black embroidered cloaks stacked neatly on the stone cover of the coffin, it would be as if no one had ever been here...
In the dead of night, a whirlwind hit, rolled up the incense ash and flower petals at the stone gate, flew over the mountains, waterfalls and flowing water, and headed for the distance...
Life and death are in agreement with each other, and they talk with Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old with you.