"Help me with what?"

"You slept all day. You fall into the dreams he weaved, forced to recall how you felt in love with him, and,"

Then, I will love him.

"And, as long as you're here, as long as you're coming to the village, you can't escape these dreams. It's like, "

Just like when I was at the Hanging Star House before.

"How can you help me?

His gaze carefully examined my whole body, his face was calm like a dignified and eternal statue, his eyes were extremely indifferent, he could not see any emotion, I even felt that he was looking at the air as nothingness and deep dead silence.

"Since you can't wait to open the way, then create your own opportunities to open the way." He turned his back, his long figure hidden in the night, with an indescribable certainty and weirdness.

Almost instantly, I knew what he was up to.

"I've got the clothes ready for you, so you can change them and light the incense when you're ready. The village chief will understand. So saying, he walked straight out, without pausing.

Outside the window is the endless darkness of the night, and inside the window is a luxurious red wedding dress.

But what did he help me get?

I don't believe that there is a free lunch in this world, and I don't believe that there is a simple help.

There are nothing more than three points:

One, he also needs to open the way. The walls of this house are all cloudy, and the usual opening of the road is probably useless to him at all, he needs an opportunity, an opportunity that happened to him, to open the way here.

Second, the marriage is different. This marriage is not easy to conclude, I don't know anything about the rules of coming to the village, who knows if the ceremony will be over, I will become a person who comes to the village, and I will not leave for the rest of my life.

Three, he's hurting me. This is an inexplicable, heartfelt sense of panic, a frightening sense of the unknown surging in a strange place.

I chose to lie dormant and continue to wait.

I didn't believe I would fall in love with someone else because of some weird dream, and I made a bet with my heart that I never thought I would lose.

I had just made my decision when he slammed the door in.

He can read minds, absolutely.

"Put it on." In the silent moonlight that came in from the window, he was opposite me, his eyes burning, as if he had been seduced, and my hand slowly lifted up to take the wedding dress, even though I cried out in my heart that I couldn't.

The sharp roar, the deep fear, all vanished as I put on the last of my red gown.

There was a long silence and tranquility in my ears, and a false smile in front of my eyes.

"Light incense."

I twisted my fingertips to hold the incense, lit it by the candle flame that was lit on the side, and slowly inserted it into the huge ceramic white incense burner in the center, the smoke was filled, and I saw a figure in a trance, which only appeared for a moment and then dissipated.

Later, I learned that this is called "forced sound", and the sound is used to control people.

And three days later, it will be the auspicious day selected by the village chief.

In the past three days, I tried to climb the wall several times and failed, but I failed to undress, and the sleeves seemed to grow on my body, and I couldn't get rid of the flesh and blood.

He had been sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard since that day, and the sky was still the same as when I first saw it, and I had been in the silence of the night for three days without seeing the sun.

The night before the ceremony, it had snowed heavily, and he still sat there like a sculpture, looking at the sky, and some snow hung on the shapeless rough stones in the corner of the wall, which was even more cold and terrifying under the bright moonlight, like a demon lurking in the dark, cold and biting.

"I don't want to."

He turned his head stiffly, the pale blue gland in his eyes was gone, and his dark pupils looked straight at me, "..."

"At least tell me where the wedding dress came from."

"It's yours."

“... Is it Yu Xuan's? ”

I couldn't read his expression clearly, I just knew that the temperature around me had dropped a little more. "It's time for you to sleep, there's a lot to do tomorrow."

The day of the ceremony.

The snow is still falling, the drums are noisy, the suona is loud, and the thin and bright red happy words around are a little lonely and poignant under the dancing snowflakes.

The way is open. I saw the swamp outside the door gradually subside and turn into bluestone slabs, arranged in a chaotic manner, but a path was created, and I was led by him, following his footsteps to complete the ritual involuntarily, he took the copper lock and locked me and unlocked it, like several times, the happy words on the wall were rustled by the wind, he stood upright on the side, waiting, the coming conflict and collision.

It's time to start worshipping heaven and earth.

The whole village came to celebrate, they came unfortunately, what they saw was his stiff body hanging high on the tree by red silk, everyone ran and ran, watching the excitement and watching the excitement, chaotic like porridge, in the crowd, hot wearing the couple sneakers we bought together, took the down jacket and wrapped me tightly, took my hand, pulled me to escape, I looked back at his body, his head was low because of inertia, just facing me, I could see his pale lips, slightly moving eyelashes, etc., he was not dead, I struggled a little on my hand, Trying to get rid of the hot hot grip on my hand, "He's not dead yet." ”

"So what? Are you going to go back and wait for him to get better, and then continue with your wedding? ”

"......" I was silent for a long time.

"Come with me, or I don't mind letting him die a little more." With that, he dragged me on, put me on a green bus, and said, "Get off at the terminal, I'll take care of it here." ”

So he returned.

My thoughts were racing on the bus, yes, these things were caused by me, but he always had to help me clean up the mess, he never hurt me, but I hesitated again and again, which made him more troublesome.

Maybe we'll be fine when we leave the village, I thought optimistically.

At this time, the bus had already made several stops, and the route of this car was the one I had never seen before, and there were only a few people on the bus, all of whom had their heads down, never raised, sitting quietly in their seats, without saying a word all the way.

The scenery outside the window is constantly changing, before the distant mountains are stacked, the red sun falls down the mountains and splashes the sky, this grape-colored dusk, gradually dimmed and receded in the golden light, and I was locked in the window, outside the window is plain and warm, is flying dust, is dusk twilight, and then changed to the vast dreamy and quiet deep blue.

At this point, the car has stopped.

"Has the end arrived?"

"Hmm." The driver let out a muffled grunt.

I got off the train, Rere was smoking on the side of the platform, there were no cigarette butts on the ground, he should have just arrived, I walked up to him and hugged him.

"Atso felt cold." I made a very strong excuse.

"Yes, indeed."

His embrace was warm, and I could hear his powerful heartbeat, his hand caressing his back, the warm touch tickling into his heart.

"Where is this?"

"My home."

He dragged me through the layers of alleyways, over the old brick walls on both sides, and guided by red lanterns all the way to the deepest part of the old house.