The paper bride is still wearing the original wedding dress, with an unfading rouge on her face, always with a smile.

The branches and leaves of the trees by the stream reflect mottled shadows on the paper bride in the sunlight.

The shadows of the branches and leaves swayed slightly.

The paper bride leaning against the stone is really like a young girl who once accompanied a young man by the stream.

His eyes were facing the direction of the past, and he happened to be a young man who was busy stepping on the stream.

At this time,

Two sparrows flew and landed on the branches of the trees by the brook.

It is the incarnation of Xu Feng and Ah Meng.

Ah Meng always stayed by Xu Feng's side and didn't say much.

Xu Feng glanced at the young man who was panting in the stream and feeling the stones to block the stream,

Then he looked at the paper figure sitting in the shade of the tree by the stream.

Just looking at the face and face of the paper man, I can't see how many paper people look like.

Under that unfading makeup, it really looks like the face of a living person.

At this time,

It seems to have heard movement in the treetops.

The paper man still had that smile on his face, but his eyes changed slightly, and he was a little curious.

I don't know if it's the wind or what.

The paper man's head trembled slightly, as if to raise it, and looked back,

It's just that in the end, I still couldn't turn my head.

“…… Little painting, can you sit down a little longer...... I touched two more stones, and then I stopped the water...... Ahem......"

The haggard face, the young man who was still sick, just a few bows, panting,

It was as if a big stone had been tied to his feet and hands, and his head was heavy and his feet were heavy.

He didn't put up the stone for a long time to stop the water, but when he turned around, he accidentally kicked the stone, and it was in vain, which made him a little irritable.

But when I straightened up and looked at the paper man, I still had a smile on my face.

But as he spoke, he coughed violently again, as if he was going to cough out his heart, liver, and lungs.

The young man couldn't help but bend his waist, and his face couldn't hide the pain.

The appearance of the young man made the paper man stop the curiosity of wanting to turn back, and looked at the young man standing in the stream, and her eyes showed some worry.

"Ahem...... It's okay, I'll cough for a while......"

The boy swallowed and said to the paper figure as if comforting the girl.

After the words were finished, it was a more violent cough,

"Ahem......"

At the end of the cough, the teenager couldn't stop retching.

When the coughing and retching slowly stopped, the young man was already sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his whole body was already out of strength.

Raising his head, he smiled in the direction of the paper man,

The boy turned and lowered his head, and was about to touch another stone in the river.

As a result, he was top-heavy, and he fell into the stream facing the stream.

"Ahem......"

The stream is shallow, just barely above the ankle,

The young man who was sick and out of strength struggled desperately in the stream, and he didn't struggle for a while.

At this time,

The paper bride leaning against the stone by the stream has the strongest change in expression in this time,

The smile on her face had disappeared a lot, and her gaze had become anxious.

The whole body of the paper man didn't know if it was blown by the wind or what, and it trembled violently.

The two hands in front of the abdomen slipped down, and the two feet that sat shifted position.

She wants to stand up!

Go and save the boy who fell into the stream!

“…… Whoa......"

"Whirring ......"

In the stream, the young man who had been struggling for a while finally held his hand and crawled out of the stream again.

The clothes all over his body were soaked, and the water dripped down his body, and the face that was already not much blood became even pale, panting heavily,

I was trembling all over.

In this way, the first time the young man got up, he spoke to the paper man by the stream,

“…… Small painting, I'm fine, I just fell a little...... Why don't you take a bath by the way...... Cough...... Little painting, how did you fall. ”

The paper bride didn't know when she fell to the ground from leaning on the stone, lying on her side, still looking in the direction of the young man.

When the boy saw that he could not care about anything else, he ran towards the stream.

Stretched out his hand and lifted the paper bride up from the ground,

Halfway through the help, the boy's movements froze, and his hands were full of water.

"Xiaohua, are you okay......"

But just as he anxiously let go of his hand to check,

only to find that the water droplets stained on the paper figure on his hands were like dripping on lotus leaves, and they had already slipped down in an instant.

"Have you ever had wax on you......"

The young man's pale face relaxed, and he said with a smile,

Then he looked at the paper figure with a smile on his face, paused, and sat down next to him on the ground.

“…… Small Painting...... Do you remember when we came to catch fish before, the trouser legs and sleeves were rolled up high, but it was still inevitable that we would get wet, and when we went back after catching the fish, we were always inevitably told, my mother said me, and your mother said you. Let's not come over and fish if it's okay, but we've never heard much of it......"

A smile appeared on the young man's pale face, and the paper bride still had a smile on her face.

I don't know if it's because I'm sick, but the smiling and smiling boy shuddered again when the wind blew by the stream.

“…… It's a little cold, little painting...... You wait...... I'll rest, and we'll get up and fish......"

As he spoke, the boy closed his eyes.

The paper bride's face and eyes showed some anxiety.

She couldn't see the boy, and wanted to turn her head, but her whole body trembled violently again.

After a pause, the young man who closed his eyes next to him opened his eyes a little tiredly.

"Small Paintings...... Are you calling me? ”

……

In the end, the boy failed to take his little painting to catch fish and crabs in the stream.

That day, the soaking boy sat by the stream and almost fell asleep.

In the end, it was the old man in the same village who found him, called the boy's father, and took the boy back.

The young man who was carried back on his back, when he went back, he didn't forget to hold the paper figure tightly with his hand.

When he returned to the house, he changed the boy's clothes, and looked at the boy's weak and haggard appearance.

The boy's parents wanted to blame him, but in the end they didn't say anything, just sighed.

When I came back from the brook,

The boy's illness was even more serious, and I don't know if he was suffering from the cold again or thinking more heavily.

On the night of his return, the boy had a high fever.

And then I began to experience the same experience as the girl had experienced at the beginning.

Every night, I could hear the teenager coughing violently in bed every day, and from the time he came back to the bed, the teenager never got out of bed.

If it weren't for the fact that the parents and parents of the boy and the girl were not sick, the people in the village would have suspected that the boy was suffering from the epidemic.

Most of the time, bedridden teenagers are confused and trance-like.

He often called the name of his wife's small painting.

Sometimes in a trance, he can still see a small painting standing next to the bed.

When his eyes opened a little more and his hazy vision became clearer, he realized that it was the paper man.

The boy's father wanted to put the paper figure away for the boy, but the boy wouldn't let him.

The young father and mother didn't say anything more.

In this way, the teenager became more and more sick.

Occasionally, when he was awake, the teenager was in pain.

He felt like he was going to die.

But I really want to accompany the girl, but I can't just die.

He also has to fulfill his promise to the girl and take care of the girl's parents.

And if he dies too, what will happen to the four old men?

But things never went their way.

……

“…… Dad, mother...... Father-in-law, mother-in-law ......"

Lang Zhong, who was called again, didn't prescribe any more medicine, and had already left.

In the room full of medicinal smells, the boy's parents and the girl's father and mother all came in and stood by the bed.

The young man's head was groggy, his consciousness was rarely clear, and he looked at his father and mother-in-law with red eyes, and he had a kind of realization in his heart.

"Huh...... Wake up. Xiaocheng, do you want to eat, I'll make it for you. ”

The boy's mother wiped her red eyes and stepped forward to hold the boy's hand.

"Mother...... Am I going to see the little painting? ”

The boy found that he didn't cough when he spoke.

It's just that every time I say a word, I feel that every wisp of strength in my body has been completely drained, and there is no replenishment.

The young mother listened to the young man's words, and the tears that she had held back could no longer be held back, and she was afraid of being seen by the child, so she hurriedly turned her head away.

The boy turned his head again with difficulty, and looked at his father,

His father's eyes were red as well, and he reached out and grabbed the edge of the bed, his fingers a little hard.

“…… All right...... It's going to be fine...... If you have anything you want to eat, let your mother make it for you. ”

His voice was a little hoarse, and the boy's father said to the boy.

"Daddy...... Mother...... It's fine. I'm not afraid...... I can see a small painting...... I...... I'm so happy......"

The boy unconsciously gasped for breath, as if his lungs were breathing with all his strength, with a strong murmur.

The boy also felt that all his strength was completely drained a little bit, on his hands, on his legs, and on his body......

"Don't ...... Stop talking...... Rest well...... Rest ......"

The young man's father looked at the young man's appearance, hugged the young man, and said with red eyes.

“…… Father...... Mother, I'm very happy...... I...... I just can't let you go...... I...... Can't die...... I promised a small painting...... Take care of your ......"

"I ......"

The boy could no longer feel his hands, he could not feel his mouth and throat,

It feels like I can't breathe, and it doesn't feel real.

It was only the last consciousness that made his hand grip his father's hand tightly, and spoke,

"I can't die...... Daddy......"

The boy's eyes widened, staring at his father intensely.

“…… Father...... Daddy still wants you to take care of it...... I took care of you...... Daddy, how can you take care of ......?"

Seeing the young man's pain, but reluctant to get angry, the young father's eyes were red and red, and tears burst out.

hugged the boy tightly, but said bitterly,

“…… Xiao Cheng ...... Let's go...... Don't worry about your family...... How can you take care of your family...... Let's go...... Daddy knows you're uncomfortable...... If you feel uncomfortable, go to sleep......"

"Daddy......"

The boy couldn't breathe anymore, and he still looked at his father, and then turned his head to look at the girl's parents,

"Xiaocheng...... Don't worry, our two families are a family, and we will support each other as before...... You don't have to worry about us......"

The girl's parents also had red eyes, comforting the teenager.

"Daddy...... Mother...... Small Painting...... The little painting came to pick me up......"

"I see...... Daddy got it...... If you feel uncomfortable, go to sleep...... Daddy doesn't need anyone to take care of ......."

The boy's father burst into tears even more.

The boy kept inhaling and inhaling with his mouth open, and gasped out for the last breath,

The last bit of strength in his body was completely drained.

The boy finally got angry,

In his father's arms, he slowly closed his eyes.

When he was dying, he seemed to see the paper figure by the wall for the last time, as if it had come to life and approached him.

Is it a small painting?

Did Xiaohua pick him up?

It's also good......

The boy closed his eyes reassuringly, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips.

……

“…… This paper figure should be burned, it should have been burned a long time ago. ”

The boy was finally buried with the girl.

After the boy's funeral.

The boy's father took out the paper bride from the boy's house.

The young man's parents looked at the paper bride and were silent for a long time, and finally the boy's father just said this.

The paper bride's body trembled twice at this time, but it quickly stopped, and her eyes showed some confusion.

"Hmm...... Burn it. ”

The girl's parents are also there. The girl's father looked at the paper figure that was somewhat similar to his daughter, and his eyes turned red again.

In the end, there was silence for a while, and he just nodded.

“…… The half of the dress...... Can you leave a thought for it? ”

The paper bride was still wearing the half of the wedding dress that the boy had approved for her.

The girl's mother looked at it and said aloud.

The boy's father took it with some silence and handed it to the girl's mother.

The girl's mother took it, held it in her arms, and wept silently.

At last

The girl's parents went back to the next village first.

The young man's father carried the paper man in the paper wedding dress to the young man's grave.

Burned the paper bride.

The paper man trembled slightly in the wind, and his eyes were always confused,

The boy's father ignited the fire.

A raging flame sparked from the paper man,

In the end, only a pile of ashes and a wisp of green smoke were left in front of the grave.

Squatting in front of his child's grave, it took a while before he left with red eyes.

……

"Tweet ......"

Peach Village. Dead.

The girl's mother sat on the edge of the bed, holding the girl's half of the wedding dress, and her eyes were red for a long time.

The girl's father sat silently.

Until it was really late at night, only the sound of insects chirping at night was left outside the window.

The girl's mother put away half of the wedding dress and put it in the cupboard.

The girl's parents didn't mention the matter of their daughter,

I just said which piece of land will be ploughed tomorrow, and I borrowed half a bowl of salt from the neighbor's house to pay it back.

Finally the house fell silent, and the girl's parents fell asleep.

Two moths, along the gap by the window, flew into the room, and then turned into human form.

Naturally, it was Xu Feng and Ah Meng.

Standing in front of this closet, he turned around and looked at the girl's parents who were asleep.

Xu Feng opened the wardrobe and took out the half-piece wedding dress that was folded and put away.

"Ameng, let's go."

This half of the wedding dress should be regarded as the obsession of the guest of the inn.

Amon nodded.

Then the two took one more step forward and left the place.

……

The scenery on the banks of the Lethe River doesn't seem to have changed much.

It's just that at different times, the area where the flowers bloom is different,

The Lechuan River is still so dead and calm.

Xu Feng and Ah Meng left the historical mapping, and returned directly to the underworld, outside the back door of the Lechuan Inn.

Raising his head, through the back door of the inn, Xu Feng glanced towards the inn.

At this point, the guest in the inn was not as anxious as before.

Instead, he sat at the table, covered with a red cloth, and didn't see any movement, as if he was stunned.

Without rushing back to the inn, Xu Feng looked down at the half of the wedding dress in his hand.

Then he turned his head to look at Ah Meng,

"Ah Meng, help me ask Lao Bao, what happened to Shi Hua and Fan Cheng after they went down to the underworld, and ask him to help investigate."

"Okay."

Ah Meng just answered softly, then stood in place, and after a pause, he turned his head back and said to Xu Feng,

"He's going to tell you personally."

Ameng's voice fell.

Lao Bao's voice rang in Xu Feng's ears, and Lao Bao came over to communicate with Xu Feng.

"Brother Xu, there are guests at the inn again?"

"Yes."

"Hmm...... The matter of Shi Hua and Fan Cheng doesn't need to look at the book of life and death to know me. The paper bride has been wandering in the underworld for hundreds of years, and she is unwilling to leave, and I have heard a little about this matter. ”

"That Shi Hua, after his death, returned to the underworld, and he did not immediately go to reincarnation, but waited for her husband Fan Cheng in the underworld, until Fan Cheng's soul returned to the underworld, and after the two were reunited, they went to reincarnate together."

And the paper bride arrived late, and when she arrived, Fan Cheng and Shi Hua had already died, and since then, they have been wandering in the city of vain...... Up to now, Shi Hua and Fan Cheng have experienced many reincarnations. In reincarnation, there are also many lifetimes of love and multi-lifetime husband and wife. ”

"Well, I see, thank you, old bag."

Xu Feng nodded and thanked him.

"You're welcome."

Lao Bao answered, and then the voice disappeared.

Xu Feng turned his head and looked at the bride in the inn again.

After a pause, he walked back to the inn with Ah Meng.

……

“…… Boss? Are you back? ”

Probably hearing the movement, the bride with a red hijab asked.

"Hmm."

Xu Feng answered, sat down at the table again, lifted the teapot next to him, and poured a cup of tea for the bride.

"What should the girl have remembered? Do you want to go back? ”

Xu Feng poured a glass of water and handed it to the bride.

The bride reached out again and was silent.

Even if the paper bride is married, she has already married Na Fancheng.

It's just that the wedding didn't belong to her and Fan Cheng, but to Shi Hua and Fan Cheng.

Probably, this is also the reason why the paper bride said that she was lost during the wedding when she first stepped into the inn.

Looking at the paper bride, Xu Feng didn't speak for a while.

For paper figures, she is painting.

Since she was born, everyone around her told her that she was Shi Hua,

She herself feels that she is Shi Hua, the bride of her husband.

She was born because of Fan Cheng's strong will and strong affection,

In the words that Fan Cheng kept telling her, spiritual wisdom gradually sprouted.

But alas,

Fan Cheng's willingness and affection were not because of her, and in the face of what she said, it was not for her.

For her, she is painting.

But there is another Shi painting in the world.

When Fan Cheng's soul returned to the underworld, he was finally reunited with Shi Hua.

She's an extra thing.

It's like superfluous.

She was born because of Fan Cheng,

But Fan Cheng didn't need her anymore.

After Fan Cheng's death, she fell into confusion.

In the end, Fan Cheng's father burned her paper body.