"Kiss your wife, keep singing!" The groom, who was immersed in a state of self-esteem, did not know that the bride's head had flown out, and only one body was left standing stiffly beside him. Vertices

The groom is still playing the rhythm and singing the rap at the same time.

"Stop!" shouted one of the groomsmen, chasing the groom's wedding car.

"How.. What's wrong?" the groom turned to look at the groomsman, confused.

"Stop first!" shouted the best man as he panted and banged on the door.

With a "squeak", the groom stopped the car and looked at the best man, still confused in his eyes.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the headless bride standing in the passenger seat also fell forward due to the sudden brakes, and fell out of the car, lying on the ground in a face-down posture of Chang'e, motionless.

"Ah Hua, oh no, Sara, are you okay?" Seeing the bride fly out and still motionless, the groom hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt and rushed out.

"Sister-in-law.. Sister-in-law's head.. The head is gone!" At this time, the best man also rushed to the bride's side.

"What are you talking about? Isn't the head still there... Ahh

"Oh my God, it's a headless bride!" the passers-by covered their mouths in horror and looked incredulous.

"The head is here, under the pot!" said the last person in the wedding car, pointing to the cauldron on the roof.

The bridegroom looked at the pot, then at the headless bride, and finally, with a roll of his eyes, fainted completely.

"Amin! Amin!" The crowd no longer cared about the headless bride, but gathered around the groom, trying to wake him up.

"Pinch people!" someone reminded.

After being pinched severely, the groom woke up slowly.

The groom turned his head, and when he saw the headless bride who was already soaked in blood, he fainted again.

"Amin, cheer up!" the groomsmen pinched him again, but this time Amin didn't wake up.

"Get out of the way! I'm going to give him artificial respiration. At that moment, a chubby girl squeezed in from the crowd and crouched beside the groom.

"Ah Xiang, will you have artificial respiration?" someone questioned.

"Isn't it just mouth-to-mouth? I've spoken to Amin before. With that, he tore away the man who was holding the groom, lay himself on the groom's body, and pursed his lips, ready to kiss the unconscious prince, oh no, it was artificial respiration for the unconscious groom.

Seeing that the mouths of the two were about to meet, suddenly, the headless bride stood up and shouted at Ah Xiang: "Let go of Ah Ming, he is mine!"

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to her, and Ah Xiang finally kissed the groom, pried his mouth open, and began to blow hard inside.

"Go away, go away!" the headless bride made her way through the crowd and floated in front of Ah Xiang, trying to pull her away.

When the headless bride just grabbed Ah Xiang's arm, she found that her hand had penetrated her arm, and her own hands had become translucent.

"What's going on? what's wrong with me?" the headless bride looked at her hands repeatedly.

She found that she could sense the presence of her body, but what she saw was translucent, and the people around her seemed to be unable to see her.

"Hey, can't you see me?" asked the headless bride, holding one of the best men, but unfortunately, she penetrated the other's body.

"What the hell is going on?" the headless bride tried to hold her forehead, but found that her head seemed to be missing.

"Huh... Where's my head?" The headless bride touched the position of her head, but found it empty.

"Oh my God! my head is gone!" After touching it several times, the headless bride must have known with certainty that her head was missing.

"Do you see my head?" the headless bride weaved through the crowd, through the bodies of the crowd of onlookers, searching for her head.

She had no time to care if Ah Xiang had woken up her groom with artificial respiration, and now she just wanted to find her head.

When she floated past the last wedding car, she found the cauldron on it.

"Who dropped the pot here?" muttered the headless bride, and then floated forward.

And just as she was leaving, the veil that had been crushed under the cauldron began to flutter, as if waving at her, but unfortunately, the headless bride did not notice it and ended up brushing her head.

Since then, the headless bride has embarked on a long journey to find her head.

"Head... My Head ......" The headless bride wandered the streets of Banyan City, hoping that people would tell her the whereabouts of her head, but unfortunately, passers-by could not see her, let alone hear her wailing.

Gradually, the headless bride turned into a wisp of grievances, with a strong resentment and yin energy, only haunting at night, still persistently looking for her head......

After the last autumn breeze of September, it is time for October to enter winter.

In Rongcheng, the autumn time is always very short, as soon as October, the temperature begins to plummet, and the autumn pants will slowly raise their heads and walk on the streets and alleys of Rongcheng with a proud look.

However, there are also people who are not afraid of the cold, standing at the door of the hotel with their legs bared in the cold wind, smiling and handing cigarettes and candy to guests.

Who are they? How strong is the cold!

"The bridesmaids and groomsmen hurry over and take a photo with the two newlyweds!" the photographer shouted at the girls in the open-legged puffy skirts at the door.

"Here we go!" Hearing that they were going to take pictures, they quickly threw the plate with cigarettes and candy back on the sign-in table, and then walked towards the photographer with a fancy look.

Looking at five, six, seven, **, oh no, ten white thighs came towards him, and the groom and groomsmen all looked sideways, without even blinking their eyes.

"Look at it!" said the bride, grabbing the groom's ear, and said dissatisfied.

"I didn't look at anything, I thought their legs were so thick! Why do you have to let them wear such short skirts, I didn't see that they were stronger than ever. The best man frowned.

"Hehehe, it's because I know that they have thick legs, so I specially ordered this kind of skirt. What are the bridesmaids for? Of course, they are used to foil the bride!" said the bride, and the bride stroked the broken hair around her ears and put on a charming pose.

"It's good if you're happy. The bridegroom sneered, then turned his gaze again at the group of bridesmaids who bared their thighs, and felt that they were a little thicker, but at least white!

"Come, look at the camera, shout at me, pick up the money!" the photographer said to the crowd.

"Pick up the money!" shouted the crowd with laughter.

With a "click", the camera freezes.

On the left is a group of young men in suits and leather shoes, and on the right is a group of young girls with white thighs.

In the middle, there are two newlyweds, a beautiful bride who looks a little like an Asian-African race and a groom who smiles a little reluctantly.

Although the person in the photo is somewhat unsatisfactory, the photographer has done his best.

After the banquet and all the guests were sent off, the bride and groom could finally rest.

"Husband, my feet hurt so much!" the bride snorted as she sat on the couch in her hotel room.

"Who told you to wear shoes as high as the heel to toast, I'm really worried that you won't step on it and give a dog

Eat. The bridegroom teased.

"Hmph, I'm not trying to make myself look tall and temperamental, today I'm a bride, which bride isn't the most beautiful?" the bride snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, okay, you're the most beautiful!" added the groom in his heart, except for being a little darker.

"Hug!" said the bride, stretching her arms out to the groom.

"Hug!" the groom pampered the bride from the couch.

"You go clean up, I'll take off my makeup, and we can go home and sleep." The bride yawned.

"Let's change my shoes first!" reminded the groom.

"Got it!" said the bride, who had closed the door, took off her shoes and walked barefoot to the dressing mirror.

Although the mascara is a little spent, the bridal makeup is still beautiful.

Although the bride is suspected of being of mixed Asian and African descent, it is undeniable that under the decoration of the bridal makeup, she is also a beauty.

"I am the most beautiful bride. The bride made several charming expressions in the mirror and took out her phone to take a selfie of herself in the mirror.

"I'm the most beautiful bride. A faint voice suddenly came from behind the bride.

"Who?" the bride hurriedly turned around, only to find that there was no one else in the room.

Except, in addition to the white curtains blown up by the wind.

"Why is it so cold all of a sudden?" the bride suddenly felt a gust of wind blow on her neck, giving her goosebumps all over her body.

She walked to the window with her neck hunched and closed it.

And just as she hooked up to close the window, a headless body lay on her back, and his hands were still around her neck.

"Why is your neck a little strangled?" the bride touched her neck, and then took off the necklace full of broken diamonds.

After changing back into her clothes, the bride went to the bathroom to remove her makeup.

When she raised her head after washing her face, she faintly saw a corner of the white wedding dress through the mirror.

"Huh... I've changed my wedding dress!" the bride turned around in confusion, but she didn't see the wedding dress behind her.

When she turned her head to look in the mirror again, there was no more shadow of the wedding dress.

"Strange, dazzled?" said the bride to herself, and then, washing her eyes with water, looked in the mirror again, only to find that everything was normal.

"Wife, are you done? The bridegroom walked in with a large bag.

"Right now!" After saying that, the bride combed her hair and walked out.

"Wife, why is there a stain on your neck?" the groom walked up to the bride and reached out to touch her neck.

"What's wrong?" the bride looked down.

"It's not a stain, it seems to be a strangulation mark, when did you strangle your neck?" asked the groom, gently touching the mark that seemed to be strangulation.

"Is there one?" the bride ran back to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, "Huh? I didn't have it just now, maybe I was strangled by a necklace, and I just felt a little pain in my neck." ”

"Let's go, go back and rub some ointment. So saying, the bridegroom took the bride and took her with him.

"Hee-hee, it's home!" a voice suddenly came from behind the bride.

"Who's talking?" the bride wondered.

"No one is talking, are you hallucinating? I'm still buzzing in both ears after a day of fuss!" said the bridegroom, laughing.

"I'm so tired, I feel like my neck is so heavy. The bride rubbed her neck and said.

"Go back and rest early, hard work, wife. The groom also helped the bride rub her neck and said gently.

As they were leaving, the headless bride also lay on the back of the bride and followed them home......