The red line, which originally meant the red silk thread, later mostly referred to the predetermined marriage of men and women, as if there was a red line secretly linked. In modern times, there are also various meanings such as metaphors for insurmountable boundaries.

Perhaps the red line, in this incredible and tired world, will represent a richer and more indescribable meaning than the human imagination.

Even if they have amnesia, the people who are tied to both ends of the red line will eventually converge together because of the inconsistencies and thermal expansion and contraction of the red line.

I just don't know if the aggregation at both ends of the red thread of reincarnation will be a blessing......

Woe to you!

Introduction one

Lalala, lala, I planted my husband in the spring, and I planted my husband in the spring. When the harvest season comes in the fall, there will be a lot of husbands. One cooks, one cleans up the house, one accompanies me on the road, the other accompanies me to play games, and the rest all goes to make money.

La-la-la, la-la, I'm going to plant my husband!

Lalala, lalala, plant your husband now!

Sun Ying hummed a song while throwing her husband into the bathtub. There was no water in the bathtub, and my husband, who had drunk an overdose of sleeping pills, did not move, and he slept soundly.

Sun Ying smiled at her husband's sleeping handsome appearance, and her beautiful eyes smiled like a crescent moon. After thinking about it, she turned on her phone and flipped to a webpage called "A Guide to Growing a Husband".

In the mirror, the light of the mobile phone was printed on his face, and Sun Ying's sweet smile was as eerie and terrifying as a ghost. The web page is not fancy, with a black background and a large pentagram. Written in bright red font every step of planting husbands.

After Sun Ying read the first article, he took a large oilcloth from the living room and spread the floor of the entire bathroom.

In the second step, Sun Ying took a meat chopping knife from the kitchen.

In the third step, Sun Ying frowned, a little troubled. She slashed her knife on her husband's body a few times, as if she was finding the best position.

"Let's start with the best cut, and it is also said that the girl's strength is small." Sun Ying carefully read the explanation of the third step, and then cut her husband's neck with a knife. Because her wrist was too thin, her strength was really small, and the cut was not big, only the artery was cut.

A large amount of blood immediately gushed out and sprayed onto the mosaic wall opposite the bathroom. The red blood flowed down the tiles one by one, and finally gathered in the center of the tarpaulin.

Sun Ying shook his head and complained: "Sure enough, I should have put some oilcloth on the wall, but I am the one who will clean it later." ”

Usually her husband is cleaning the house, and just seeing the bathroom being so dirty makes her a little depressed.

The husband struggled a few times and seemed to be in pain.

Blood poured into his trachea, and he opened his eyes in pain from his sleep, and actually woke up.

"Are you awake?" Sun Ying was startled: "Stupid, why do you wake up, how painful it must be!" ”

She hurriedly rummaged through the annotations of "Planting Husband's Guide", which made it clear that if her husband woke up halfway, please add a few more knives to reduce her husband's pain in the process.

So Sun Ying grabbed the bone chopping knife on the side and prepared to cut her husband's neck harder. The husband reached out with difficulty and grabbed her wrist.

My husband spit out a mouthful of blood, and finally held back a sentence, his eyes were full of disbelief: "You, why, why, do you want to kill me......"

He couldn't understand why his wife, who had always been well-behaved and lovely, loved him deeply, killed him. Since he got married, he has followed her in everything and regarded her as the center of the universe. The two are very affectionate and have never blushed or quarreled. But after getting off work today, after receiving a glass of warm water from his wife, his eyelids drooped, and he was so sleepy.

Now that I think about it, there must have been sleeping pills in the water.

But he couldn't figure it out anyway, why did his wife kill him?

yes, why?

Sun Ying stretched out her free hand and touched her husband's face: "My dear, I didn't mean to kill you. ”

The husband turned his head with great difficulty, and when he saw the tarpaulin on the floor, he realized that his wife's murder had been premeditated. He didn't worry about himself, but spit out another mouthful of blood with difficulty, and said slowly: "Don't, use it, bone chopper." You, with little strength, can't cut my bones. ”

"But the article says that a bone cleaver is better. Look! Sun Ying blinked, and simply put the mobile phone screen under her husband's nose.

Her husband's eyes were bloodshot because of the pain. The constant burst of blood made him lose sight. The sharp pain spread from the depths of the neck, and the pain was extreme, and the numbness began to rise.

"Stupid,. Bone chopper, cut bones, very, troublesome. You have strength, small, never done, housework, easy to hurt, hands. The husband tried to shake his head, but the slightest movement made more blood spurt out of his throat. His strength is also fading.

"Okay, I'll get a meat pick." Sun Ying pouted and nodded.

I have always been the most obedient to my husband.

"Dismember, finish, cook me. Meat does not need, pour it in, and it is easy to block in the toilet. It will be, it will be discovered. My husband babbled and said, not caring at all that his life was disappearing, nor did he care that he was thinking about his murderer.

"Boiled meat, throw it to, behind the alley, wild dogs."

"Bones, buried, garden, inside."

Her husband's hand couldn't grasp Sun Ying's wrist anymore, and he struggled every time he said a word.

"Got it, got it. You're always in charge of so much, but I have hands and feet. Sun Ying complained: "If you don't say anything, you see, as soon as you speak, your brows will be wrinkled in pain." How heartache it makes me! ”

The husband thought about it and felt that he had neglected something, and his head, which was already hanging down, was raised: "Give me, a pen, a piece of paper." ”

"What are you going to do?" Sun Ying asked suspiciously.

"Here, me." The husband accentuated his tone.

"Okay, got it, I'll get it." Sun Ying nodded, and brought a pen and paper from the study.

My husband found a clean place without bloodstains, and wrote a few words on the paper with difficulty: "I'm leaving, don't look for me." I would go to a place where no one can find it. ”

My husband signed it carefully, and after feeling that there was nothing missing, he breathed a sigh of relief and showed a comfortable smile.

That's it.

So that you can look at it.

Even if someone else called the police, found something suspicious, and had his own suicide note, the police at most thought that he had left and disappeared by himself, and had nothing to do with his wife.

As long as his wife lives well, even if he dies, he can die well.

It's a pity that for most of the next half of my life, for decades, I can't do anything well, and my clumsy wife will have to take care of herself.

There is no one in the world who loves her more than him.

"Take care, good. Myself! The husband's hand completely lost its strength and landed on the edge of the bathtub with a snap. The pupil in the eye was dilated, and he completely lost his life.

At the last moment before his death, he was still worried and reluctant to his wife, as well as a hint of relief that his wife would not be found by the police after killing him......

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