midnight snake language

Chapter 1 The Big Wedding
Bright joyful sounds filled the whole room. I was dressed in a bright red wedding dress and was led forward step by step in a dazed state.

The sound of joy was mixed with the sound of paper rubbing, and I saw Xi Niang beside me through the gap under the red hijab!

"Baitang!" Xi Niang let out a sharp laugh, which made my scalp tingle.

I don't know when there was a figure beside me, and a pair of white and cold hands stretched out and held my hand tightly.The penetrating coolness came from his body at the same time, and I was extremely conflicted in my heart, but I couldn't break free.

"Bow to heaven and earth!" shouted the master of ceremonies.

I was forced to walk forward with the man beside me, and my body couldn't control myself and worshiped the heaven and the earth with him.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

My body was forced to turn around to face the front of the hall. While the red hijab was swinging, I actually saw the grandma who was sitting in the hall!

The old man was wearing the clothes when he died, with a stiff smile on his pale face.She sat motionless on the grand teacher's chair, her eyes were straight ahead, she seemed to be blessing, but in fact she showed deep fear.

The man next to him bent down and saluted, and my body couldn't help but follow him to do the same.

At the moment when the ceremony was completed, I heard Grandma finally break free from her restraints, shouting: "No—"

The man beside him let out a cold snort.

Grandma Tai suddenly lost her voice. She seemed to be pinched by someone in the air. She covered her neck in horror and trembled all over.

I was even more frightened in my heart, but I couldn't control my body, and was forced to follow the man forward step by step.

Some of the things in front of me are blurry, like dreaming.Somehow, I sat on a babu bed, and the red hijab was suddenly lifted. In the bright red, I finally saw the appearance of the person who worshiped me.

The man had a handsome face, his complexion was too white to be alive, and the green vertical pupils in his red phoenix eyes reflected the dancing candlelight.

Who is he?
"Miss." He hooked his lips and called me softly, his voice was low and magnetic, and even seductive.

My heart was beating wildly, and I was even more frightened.

He bent down and sat down beside me, caressed my face, and held my face closer to him.The cold palm has no warmth at all, it is so cold that it can make people's teeth chatter.

As soon as I was about to be kissed by him, the hairs all over my body stood on end at this moment. The unprecedented fear overcame the power that controlled me, and I pushed him away with all my strength.

There was a "clang" sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and I heard my grandma asking with concern: "What's wrong with Weiwei?"

I was so blinded by the glare of the light that I squinted my eyes and could barely see not only my grandma, but also my parents and other relatives around me.

There were mourning sounds in the room, and a crystal coffin was placed in the middle of the main room. I was stunned for a while before I realized that everything just now was a dream.It wasn't the man I pushed away, but a chair beside me that made the "bang-dang" sound.

Tonight is my grandma's funeral. I actually fell asleep during the vigil and had that dream.

"Did you have a nightmare?" My mother asked worriedly, and reached out to touch my forehead, "Sweat on the forehead, what did you dream about?"

To have that kind of dream at this time, and let my grandma be the witness of the wedding, I am really unfilial, I dare not tell the truth: "I don't remember..."

"It's okay if you don't remember. Go and burn some paper for your grandma, and let her bless you a lot." Grandma handed over a wad of paper money and signaled me to go to the incense table to melt it.

I unconsciously recalled what happened in my dream. When I was about to be taken away by that man, Grandma seemed to be trying her best to oppose the marriage.

Grandma loved me very much when she was alive, so she must be protecting me in her dreams too, right?
It's a pity that people cannot be resurrected after death.

I sighed, and went to the incense table to burn paper for Grandma.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when I passed by my grandma's body, I always felt that the old man's face was not as serene as when he was encoffined.

It's impossible, right?
(End of this chapter)