The night is getting deeper and the lights are getting darker and brighter——————

Tonight, maybe it's a coincidence of fate, maybe it's a predestined fate, or maybe God is tired of watching the plot of being hit by a car and dying......

Anyway, that's how it happened.

Under Zhao Yi's faint street lamp, through the dim street lights, you can faintly see something.

It was a long red dress, very bright, like blood.

The owner of this long dress had long black hair, very long, a meter long, up to her waist, scattered to cover her face, very dark, as dark as night, even more bewitching and charming.

This flickering woman, like the female ghost described in many stories, has a tall figure, bewitching clothes, and smooth straight black hair, and wears a long dress dyed red by human blood.

She stood quietly under the street lamp, because her hair covered her face, she couldn't see her eyes, but at this time her head was slightly lower, if she was like a normal human being, her eyes were looking directly, then she should be looking at Zhao Yi.

It was late at night, and the streets were already empty, and even cars were no longer passing by.

The figure in the red dress under the dim light was still quiet, she stood in front of Zhao Yi, her head slightly lowered, and she didn't do anything, such a static movement had lasted for an hour.

Zhao Yi lay there, motionless, and blood was still flowing from his ruptured body.

Everything was quiet, and you could hear the sound of blood spreading on the ground.

There is a very wonderful phenomenon in the world, called "Back to Light", which sounds very mysterious, and often haunts various movies and soap operas.

As for reality, I really don't know if there is such a thing.

It's like a ghost, it's hard to believe, but it can't be completely denied.

Tonight, there are ghosts, just under the street lamps, and the phenomenon of returning to the light does not disappoint

- It happened.

The so-called fate may be so magical, everything that happens at this moment is fate.

Everything tonight, these things, these people or things, will happen or meet at some point.

Whether it is a sleeping long-distance driver, or a drunk Zhao Yi, or a female ghost in the dim light, or even a sudden ...... Back to light.

"Sizzle......

An extremely slight, inaudible voice sounded in the dim light.

Zhao Yi, who was lying on the ground, moved his arm slightly.

One of his eyes trembled slightly, revealing extreme pain and endless desire to survive.

One of his hands instinctively grabbed towards the sky, and there was a red rope tied to this hand, which was given to him by Dong Yiting three years ago, and he still wore it.

He is like a drowning man, eager to grasp a straw that can float. But there is no straw after all, but there is one of the female ghosts' hands.

The vague red figure leaned down, revealing a pale, slender arm.

Her arms were pale, and her hands were pale, and they were very bony and slender.

The pale and bony palm slowly opened, slowly approaching the survival palm that was trying to grasp the sky, and the two palms touched lightly.

The moment he touched it, the desire to survive made Zhao Yi try his best to hold the pale skinny hand, he didn't feel any bones, he couldn't feel any cold, at this moment, he only knew that this hand was to save him.

"Save ...... Save...... I ......"

It was a subtle word from the last of his strength.

The sound is really subtle, and if it is placed in a normal environment, then if you don't lean against his mouth, you must not be able to hear any sound.

But fortunately, the surrounding environment was extremely quiet at this time, and the figure in the red dress heard it.

Her elongated, jet-black straight hair covered all of her face, but at this moment, for some reason, she could always feel her smiling, and it was a faint smile.

Her blurred figure moved, three thousand green silks fluttered lightly, and her red skirt swung lightly, at this moment, she was like the supreme and noble empress of the dynasty......

It's just that you can't see the face.

"You, will you give me half my life?"

The voice behind the long jet-black hair was low, small.

It's obviously a female ghost, but her voice doesn't have the slightest feeling of cold and hoarseness, on the contrary, the voice is very pleasant.

If the most beautiful voice in the Eastern Regions of the earth today is Dong Yiting's words, then the voice of this "female ghost" is almost as beautiful as it.

But from her beautiful voice, it is not difficult to hear that there is also a hint of tiredness mixed in it.

At this time, no matter how beautiful the voice is, it is already an inconsequential thing in Zhao Yi's ears, and he only knows that he is dying in his consciousness now, and he only instinctively asks for help.

"Save ...... I ......"

There was also a muffled sound coming from his mouth, and his hand clenched the other pale hand.

"Do you fear me when you say this?"

Behind the black straight hair that the female ghost covered her face, a pleasant voice came out again.

"Poof!"

However, Zhao Yi couldn't hear it at all, he had reached his limit.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the spurting motion caused his head to move up and down, like a nodding in agreement.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, because his head hit the ground, Zhao Yi fainted again.

However, his unintentional and very coincidental action directly made the female ghost in the red dress think that he agreed.

"Since you are willing to lend half of your life, I will guard you for the rest of your life until your life is exhausted. ”

She stood motionless and spoke in a small voice.

The other pale hand was gently lifted in the air, and without warning, a white paper appeared out of thin air, and she let go of the white paper, allowing it to slide down gently.

The white paper slid down very slowly, but it landed very accurately in the pool of blood that Zhao Yi flowed out.

At the moment when the white paper fell into the blood water, Zhao Yi's blood suddenly seemed to be alive, and all of it quickly converged on the paper.

Slowly, two paragraphs of text appeared on the white paper, and the font of these two paragraphs was made up of the ancient script of a large country on the earth.

It's like a vow:

"I will give you half my life as the price, and be willing to be a vessel until death, and if you disobey it, the heavens will punish it. —This is the first paragraph.

There is a blank space at the end of this text, which appears to be used to sign names.

"What is your name? ”

The female ghost in the red dress looked at the blank space behind the first paragraph of text and continued to ask Zhao Yifa.

She seemed a little stupid, Zhao Yi was already in a state of coma, but she was still asking.

However, there are also many people who say that the IQ of people who turn into ghosts after death becomes very low.

Maybe that's why she's a little stupid.

Seeing that the humans on the ground did not answer their questions, the female ghost in the red dress waited quietly for five minutes before making other moves.

She squatted down, her pale hand caressed Zhao Yi's forehead, and an ethereal and illusory white aura entered Zhao Yi's head with her palm.

After a few seconds, she withdrew her hand, dipped her fingers in a little of Zhao Yi's blood, and wrote two words behind the first paragraph of the text on the piece of paper that had been stained red with blood.

This is the name of the human lying on the ground - Zhao Yi.

After writing these two words, the fingers of the female ghost in the red dress were stained with a little blood, and she wanted to sign after the second paragraph.

"I will guard you in this life, and never forsake you until you die, and if you disobey, you will be killed by ten thousand calamities. —This is the second paragraph.

Similarly, there is a blank space at the end of the text that is used for signature.

The female ghost's blood-stained fingers fell, and two words were written on it - Yuxi.

That's supposed to be her name.

Yes, it seems that there is still salvation, and it is not stupid to be thorough, at least remember your name.

It can be seen from the four words she wrote that she must have been a talented woman during her lifetime, because the shape of these four words is comparable to the calligraphy of a large country in ancient times.

Just as she finished writing the last stroke and removed her finger, the next moment, the blood-colored paper suddenly miraculously soared into the air.

"Whew!"

It broke through the air, went from zero meters to a few kilometers in a matter of seconds, and then suddenly exploded at a height of several kilometers.

"Boom!"

Just like a brilliant firework, the colorful fire is gorgeous and charming, but it is many times larger than the fireworks, and its flames cover the entire sky, filling the entire kilometer.

At this moment, the people of the city are all looking up and watching, and their hearts are full of shock.

Even the people who were still watching the concert at Linhai University at this time took their eyes off the beautiful and dazzling Dong Yiting, looked at the thousands of meters of fireworks in the sky, and let out bursts of screams.

Even Dong Yiting on the stage suddenly stopped singing, looking at the sky not far away, her eyes were shocked at first, and then returned to the bland, revealing nostalgia and a trace of sadness in the blandness.

This city is the place where she and him are separated, and if he is still here, he must look up somewhere and look up at the same fireworks as her......

Recall...... Past......