Zhao Huiwei covered her head with both hands, she seemed to have forgotten a particularly important person, someone she couldn't think of no matter how she thought about it.

At night, she didn't dare to close her eyes and sleep, but she couldn't hold back her sleepiness, and sure enough, as soon as she slept, the nightmarish sound followed.

"You promised me...... You want to live a long life with me. ”

"What do you mean...... to be with me year after year. ”

"You want to wear a red wedding dress, we want to have lovely children, we want to be with us until we are old, you can't lie to me, I will die......"

The scene in the dream was drawn quickly, and finally froze on a red wedding dress, and she vaguely saw a man wearing a dark robe, holding an embroidery needle in his hand, and embroidering the pattern of the wedding dress with stitches and threads.

The person in the dream seemed to feel something, and looked up into the void, he was silent, and his dark eyes were full of sadness.

In this dream, she dreamed for a week, and every night she repeated watching people embroider wedding dresses, and when she woke up again, the only thing she remembered was the wedding dress.

Zhao Huiwei has been in a trance recently, either in a daze or seriously distracted, and she shouted several times before she came back to her senses, Zhao's father was a little worried: "Huihui, what's going on with you lately?" ”

Zhao Huiwei looked a little haggard: "Dad, I said that the feng shui in my room is not good, I have nightmares every night, and I am tortured to death." ”

Only then did Zhao's father pay attention to it: "You won't really hit a ghost, right?" I heard that there is a very spiritual temple in the next county, called Lingshan Temple, do you want Dad to accompany you there to worship? Pray for a peace charm to keep you safe. ”

When she heard about the temple, she trembled for a moment, and after a while, she said, "Okay, go and have a look." ”

Lingshan Temple is only an hour's drive, Zhao's father looked at the long stairs, but unexpectedly there was no one here, he was a little puzzled: "What's the matter, I heard that this place is very spiritual, why there is no one." ”

Zhao Huiwei looked at the three big characters of Lingshan Temple in front of the mountain gate blankly, and the picture of her riding a horse and coming here crossed in her mind, so familiar, as if she had been here a long time ago.

She walked forward uncontrollably, and in front of her became a barren, lined with blood-red flowers, gently swaying with the wind.

Every step she took seemed to be stepping on blood.

There was a man in front of him, one step at a time, he was kneeling on the long steps, his knees were bloody, and there was a long and piercing blood mark on the stairs.

"Shen Mingnan ......"

Zhao Huiwei's voice trembled a little: "Shen Mingnan! ”

The kneeling man paused, slowly turned his head, his eyes were red, and he called softly: "Yan Yan......"

"Huihui!"

In just a moment, Zhao Huiwei's head tingled and she fainted to the ground, Zhao's father hurriedly went to support her, hugged his daughter and rushed to the hospital.

And she fell into the endless abyss......

"Believer Shen Mingnan, I am willing to use flesh and blood as a guide and my soul as a sacrifice to exchange her for ......"

"Believer Shen Mingnan, I am willing to use flesh and blood as a guide and my soul as a sacrifice to exchange her for ......"

"Believer Shen Mingnan ......"

He stumbled step by step, prayed one by one.

Her tears flowed silently, and the dusty memory opened, and she remembered who the person who disturbed her every night was.

How can there be such a stupid person in the world, obviously not believing in gods and Buddhas, but they want to pray for gods and Buddhas, obviously they are separated by a whole time and space, and they may not be able to meet again in this life.

Why is the obsession so deep, and why does it still awaken her dusty memory......

What should she do?

She can't go back.

When Zhao Huiwei woke up again, he saw the white ceiling, and the tip of his nose was the pungent smell of disinfectant water.

Zhao's father blamed himself very much: "Dad will move when I go back later, if Dad paid attention to it earlier, you are just too nervous, and suddenly the strings are tense, and you faint." ”

Zhao Huiwei sat up, her face was a little pale: "Dad, you don't have to move, I'm fine, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital and go home." ”

Zhao's father couldn't resist her, so he could only take her back, so he asked, "What kind of nightmare did you have?" It's been a week. ”

Zhao Huiwei looked sideways at the scenery outside the car window: "Dad, I fell in love with a person, his name is Shen Mingnan, he is very good-looking, brave and strategic, he is arrogant and sometimes has a bad temper, but he listens to me very much and loves me very much." ”

"We're not on a plane."

Father Zhao looked at her side face again and again, Zhao Huiwei knew that Father Zhao would definitely think she was crazy, but this is the truth.

Who knows, Zhao's father was only silent for a moment, and then smiled: "I know, there must be something special about my daughter." ”

Zhao Huiwei looked at him in astonishment, and her voice trembled a little: "Dad, do you believe what I said?" ”

Father Zhao smiled lightly: "I believe it, my family Huihui will not deceive people since I was a child." ”

Yes, she never lied to people, but she deceived Shen Mingnan again and again.

She lied to him that he would never leave.

deceived him to accompany him to live a long life and grow old together.

even lied to him, accompanied him to watch fireworks every year, and accompanied him on his birthday.

deceived him and promised to marry him when the peach blossoms bloomed in spring.

She covered her face in some discomfort, tears streaming from her fingers.

"No, I'm a liar."

After coming back, Zhao Huiwei locked herself in the house, Zhao's mother was very worried, and Zhao's father stopped her: "My daughter is older, she knows what she wants, it's useless for us to persuade her, she can do whatever she wants." ”

From then on, Zhao Huiwei picked up the needle and embroidered the ancient patterns on the red wedding dress according to the embroidery of Shen Mingnan in his memory.

She took sick leave at school and took a year off.

She is not proficient in embroidery, she is even more stupid than Shen Mingnan, but she wants to embroider a wedding dress by herself, and I heard that she can bless the person she loves for a long time.

Summer went to winter, Zhao Huiwei had a reunion dinner with her family, the new year began, she stood in front of the window and looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky, her expression was gentle.

"Shen Mingnan, Happy New Year."

In January, Zhao's mother gave birth and was a younger brother.

Zhao Huiwei was very disgusted with her younger brother who was born red, wrinkled like a monkey, but after a month, her younger brother Zhao Yanxiao grew up and became white and tender, which was very gratifying, and Zhao Huiwei liked to hug him the most.

In March, Zhao's mother was already out of confinement, and Yanxiao was two months old.

In spring, thousands of flowers are blooming, but Zhao Huiwei still loves the pale pink peach blossoms.

When the peach blossoms bloomed, she put on the wedding dress she embroidered herself, put on the most beautiful makeup, and pulled the most beautiful hair.

She walked outside and knelt down to say goodbye to her parents.

"My daughter is not filial, and she will no longer be able to be with her parents from now on, I told Yanxiao and asked him to honor you with this love of mine."

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to look for him, I can't lie to him anymore, he only has me."

After speaking, Zhao Huiwei left, Zhao's mother hid behind and cried so much that she couldn't help herself, Zhao's father couldn't help but redden, he held his wife's shoulders and pulled his lips slightly: "Don't cry, Yanxiao is Yan Yan, our child is still there." ”

The stairs of Lin Shan Temple are very long, Zhao Huiwei's red wedding dress is on the ground, leaving traces with every step, the wind lifts her skirt, gently shakes her hair, and she firmly steps on the stone steps.

Shen Mingnan, the Buddha said, 500 times in the past life to look back in exchange for an encounter in this life.

Thou hast knelt a thousand steps, and I came to thee instead.

When she reached the last step, she seemed to see people kneeling in front of the Buddha statue praying, and when the wind blew, the scene in front of her dissipated.

There is a cliff behind Lingshan Temple, standing on it, the wind blows violently, blowing her wedding dress hunting, the peach blossom tree on the mountain is blown by the wind, and the petals of cherry powder fall on her black hair, on the wedding dress.

She turned to look at the way she came, and finally closed her eyes and opened her hands and fell backwards, falling into a cliff.

Shen Mingnan, look, I didn't lie to you, I really came to marry you when the peach blossoms were blooming.

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