The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 58

Soon, the sun went down, and the sound of babbling suona came from outside the door, long and short, and varied, forming a strange style.

The door was pushed open, and it was Yao Mingyan who had changed. She was wearing a solemn rose red cheongsam, and she was holding a phoenix coronet and Xiapei carefully in her hand. The round beads embedded in it made the whole feather crown more gorgeous.

"Xiao Ran, the ceremony is about to begin."

Du Ran breathed a sigh of relief, she calmly lowered her head, and let Yao Mingyan put the tiara on her, and the weight on her head almost bent her neck in an instant.

"Is it heavy? The cost of such a certain crown is not low, bear with it."

"I can."

"Good boy, let me help you out, the outside is ready."

Du Ran took a deep breath, stood up with Yao Mingyan's support, put on the pair of red embroidered shoes that he had prepared earlier, and walked out of his room step by step.

At this time, red candles were already lit in Shen's house, there were no electric lights, and everything was illuminated by the fire light from the candles. The bright red decorations revealed a strange beauty under the light of the fire.

And Du Ran, under the leadership of Yao Mingyan, came to the hall that had been completely new for a long time. The center of the hall was vacant, and two huge wooden chairs and altars were placed, stacked one upon another like a pyramid. The tribute was placed in front of the table, and on one of the chairs sat Shen Jun in a red Tang suit.

Shen Congwu and Shen Congwen were standing on both sides in Tang suits with the same festive eyes, but none of the children had disappeared. That's right, such a scene is really not suitable for children to see. They might still be caught by the makeup on her face. It was frightening, Du Ran couldn't help but think like this at such a time.

Shen Jun was not affected by Du Ran's face at all, he looked like an old man who was really waiting for his grandson to marry a wife, watching Du Ran come forward with his old eyes full of relief.

Shen Congjun solemnly took out a wooden plaque from a wooden box, it was the one that was placed on the altar and was wiped every day by Shen Jun.Then he raised his hands solemnly, and slowly stepped forward, standing on the same level as Du Ran.

Shen Jun looked at the spirit tablet engraved with the word depression in relief, and said gently: "You have finally waited, it's not easy."

Du's back felt a little cold, she stood there and controlled her eyes not to look to the side, not to look at that memorial tablet.

"let us start."

Following Shen Jun's order, the suona sound outside the door became louder, and Shen Congwen took a step forward, raising his voice, "Pray to heaven and earth—"

Du Ran paused for a while, then slowly bent down, her lower eyes seemed to see the pair of shoes that were also embroidered with dragon patterns, while Shen Congwu's shoes were pure black cloth shoes.

Her heart beat faster, and she slowly straightened up.

"Second worship high hall-"

Once again, seeing the pair of shoes, it wasn't that she was dazzled.

Melancholy, really appeared.

"Husband and wife greet each other—"

Turning around, he met the tablet out of reach, and his eyes were glued to him, staring intently at the two flamboyant characters.

Perhaps because of Du Ran's sudden stop, Shen Jun coughed twice, but in the end, Du Ran still bent down.

The ceremony of worshiping heaven and earth came to an end.

Shen Jun pointed to the tablet and said, "Xiao Ran, hold your husband."

Du Ran's pores exploded in an instant, and she stared at the tablet cautiously, her eyes full of resistance.

"Xiaoran, don't make him wait too long." There was an order in the words.

Du Ran finally stretched out his hand slowly, and took the tablet. The tentacles were cold and slippery. The surface of the tablet had already become extremely smooth due to frequent wiping. If one didn't care about what it was, it would be Feel good.

Du Ran's heart calmed down slightly.

And there was a sudden thunder outside the door, which scared Du Ran almost to drop the wooden sign in his hand.

Shen Jun said cheerfully: "Don't be afraid, he is happy."

It's a hell of a pleasure!

"Come on, he's waiting inside."

Shen Jun got up first and walked out. Du Ran followed closely behind, followed by the two uncles. The group walked through the corridor and walked towards the backyard.

The originally desolate backyard has also been tidied up, making it less bleak and more lively. The red lanterns hung one after another, adding a bit of life, and the door of the wing room was wide open, and there was a lot of excitement inside. White candles were also replaced on the rows of candlesticks, and all of them were red candles.

A red hydrangea is hung above the black-and-white photo in the center, and dragon and phoenix candles are lit on the altar, and exquisite food is placed.

"The bride arrives—"

Shen Jun stopped at the door and signaled Du Ran to go in first, but the latter didn't dare to disobey, so he had to put on the wooden sign and collapsed in. The moment the other foot was put in, the door was closed, and Du Ran immediately turned his head Go, without trying to push it away, because she heard the sound of the lock falling.

Once again, she was locked up.

"Xiao Ran, cherish the wedding night in the bridal chamber. Grandpa will pick you up tomorrow."

After the words fell, there was a rustling sound outside the door, and with the sound of footsteps, they had already left.

Du Ran, with a stiff face, seemed to have guessed the result a long time ago, without any resistance, she was not so afraid of this place, before, she would come here every day to offer incense and kowtow.

Du Ran just stood for a while, thought for a while, and finally walked to the altar in the middle by the candlelight, placed the wooden sign in his hand on it upright, and even adjusted the position so that the wooden sign was exactly the same The layout is neat, and then...

She doesn't know why.

According to what she thought, Depression should show up. That ghost was never easy to get along with. Before he got married, he haunted her, never letting her go, even those unforgettable and shameful dreams. It is also repeated day by day.

This kind of life has been going on for a long time unconsciously, so long that Du Ran felt a bit in a trance.

Du Ran was still afraid of him, but she couldn't deny that she was already familiar with him, so familiar that she couldn't forget him.Apart from her mother and studies, her life has almost no other existence. The college entrance examination is over, her mother is hospitalized, and she stays in Shen's house. This is equivalent to that ghost occupying most of her life.

Whether it is the future life or the present entanglement and boredom, they are destined to be inseparable from him.

How can there be such a ghost, who haunts her day and night, makes her afraid, makes her collapse, makes her remember the feelings he brought her every moment, and when the fear accumulates to a certain point, it explodes.

But in fear, that's all. Could it be possible to seek death?Can't escape, can't die, those screams, those resistances are all useless, so she can deceive herself and others, and she can't faint from fright at this moment.

Du Ran's current state can even be called: resignation to fate.

"You know, you succeeded." Du Ran said with a sigh.

(End of this chapter)