Ghost Marriage: Misleading a nigger

Chapter 2 The Mirror Has a Ghost
I have more and more freckles in recent years because of him?It's really unbelievable... If he really did it, I must beat him up!It made me feel inferior for so long!
The man was noncommittal to my question.There was a smirk on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at me with bare eyes: "Lady, we haven't been in love for a long time, and I want you for my husband."

After he finished speaking, he was about to come up to hug me. I dodged swiftly and said angrily, "What do you mean it's been a while? It's like we've had it before."

The man thought for a while and said, "It's been a long time, the last time was when you were picking up your clothes."

When I get my clothes?Could it be that he was talking about the time when he took the shroud...how could it be true! "So that bastard is you? How could you do that, bastard, scum! Actually in broad daylight...I'm going to kill you!"

The man embraced me with his long arms and said, "Lady, how could you murder your husband?"

The wind of his fiery lips drifted to my ears, but I felt surprisingly cold.This man, as a ghost, is still hot...

I hurriedly struggled away, "I don't care about your husband, I have nothing to do with you." If this goes on like this, nothing good will happen, I have to wake up quickly and leave this nightmare!

The man grabbed my hand and looked at me with eyes as deep as the bottom of a pond.He said coldly: "What is on your hand? It is a ring passed down from your husband's ancestors. If you wear it, you are your husband's wife."

I suddenly realized, "So you were the one who delivered the package to me? What do you want to do! I don't want this ring, I will take it off and return it to you..."

After I finished speaking, I started desperately to get the ring, but I couldn't get it no matter what.The ring seemed to have me.

The man easily grabbed my hands, raised the corners of his lips and said, "Don't take it, unless it's for your husband. Otherwise, you have to chop off your fingers to get rid of it."

I cursed sharply: "What on earth are you trying to do? How did I provoke you? Don't just make me ugly, why take away my innocence!"

Why, why am I so unlucky.There were some good looks and happy love.It's all the fault of this male ghost for messing up!If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have to work in a funeral parlor because I'm too ugly, and I wouldn't have to be judged by my future in-laws.This is good, even my only innocence is gone, I don't know how to smooth things over on the wedding night...

The corner of the man's mouth curled up triumphantly: "My husband has already fallen in love with you. We will get married next month,"

I laughed when I heard his words, and said sarcastically: "I will indeed get married next month, but not with you."

This man is ridiculous.Ghosts still want to marry people?How?There has been no such absurdity since ancient times.Even if it is a ghost marriage, it must wait until after I die.

The man sneered without seeing his expression: "Really?"

What does this man mean?Not angry or angry, not even a statement.He probably knew that ghosts were no match for humans, so he gave up.Thinking of this, I felt relieved, nodded and said, "Of course."

Suddenly, the man rushed over without warning.Cold lips covered her, a pair of big hands were extremely restless.

His body was very cold, and he exuded an intoxicating aura.Leaves me breathless.As a ghost, his strength is surprisingly great.Let me have no room to struggle at all, just fall into it step by step...

When I woke up the next day, I was sore.Like being run over by a truck.Last night, the man's icy body was as heavy as Mount Tai, completely crushing me and I couldn't breathe.

Get up and stop thinking about him.Just pretend it was a dream.Anyway, the lost innocence cannot be regained.

Even if it is made up, it is still fake.

Walking to the dressing table, I picked up the comb and combed my hair seriously.My hair is long and reaches my waist.They are very soft, like satin, and are one of my few prides.Just as I was combing my hair inch by inch, the comb fell to the ground, and I bent down to pick it up.

I accidentally saw me in the mirror still combing my hair, looking at myself coldly...

I was so scared that I ran out of the room.How could this be?Why am I so unlucky... I can bump into ghosts even when combing my hair.

No, it must be my job.I was an atheist before I entered the funeral home, let alone believed in ghosts.But now I have to believe in seeing ghosts one after another.I'm going to the funeral home now and quit my job.It's okay to see ghosts on the road, but there are haunting incidents at home.I must not bear it.

Just when I was in a hurry to go to the funeral home, I met Chu Yuesheng downstairs at home.

Yuesheng is my childhood sweetheart, we have been neighbors since childhood.Have been in love for 7 years, and now they are already a fiancé couple.The wedding is scheduled for next month.

It is also troublesome to say.Yuesheng's parents have always disliked me.I will not talk sweet words like other daughter-in-laws to please them. I am not popular when I grow up, and my family situation is not as good as his family.But fortunately, Yuesheng liked me and never gave up on me.

Chu Yuesheng put one hand on the car window, looked at me with good-looking eyes, and said softly, "Xiangxiang, are you going to work? I'll see you off."

"No need." I waved my hand.I have been hiding my job from them, saying that I work in a beauty salon, not that I am in a funeral home.

If you know that I am putting makeup on a dead person in a funeral home, his parents will definitely say that I am unlucky again.

"What's the matter? I came here specially to pick you up." Chu Yuesheng looked at me dotingly and said, then opened the car door and walked in front of me.

I looked at the fair face, clean facial features without a trace of impurities, pretty like a girl.I hugged him and said, "Ah Sheng, I know your kindness. But there is really no need. You should go and get busy with the wedding."

There is a faint mint scent on his body, which can't be smelled if you don't smell it carefully.

Yuesheng patted me and said, "Okay, I'll pick you up tonight. Remember to wear more clothes, isn't it cold?"

"Not cold." I smiled and shook my head.

At this moment, I feel very happy. I am just a freckled body make-up artist. I am already very satisfied to have such a good-tempered rich second generation pampering me.

I'm looking forward to our wedding in a month.What kind of male ghost, the male ghost who keeps calling me my wife, what is his name?As if he didn't say his name.

Anyway, he is out of play, and he still said that he will marry me next month.ridiculous.

I want to be the bride of Yuesheng.

When I came to the funeral home, the curator called me impatiently to wash the corpse.

I said, "Director, I want to resign."

"Resign? Do you want to resign with such a high salary? Go outside and see, is it easy to find a job with more than 6 yuan a month? Besides, it is not easy for us to find a makeup artist. I will give you a salary increase tomorrow. Up to 7, okay?"

The curator said a lot, but I didn't listen to it anyway.I heard him talk about salary increase.Rising to 7 a month?It's not impossible to work from nine to five...

Besides, I even endured the corpse that was stabbed more than 40 times last time, so I'd better grit my teeth and keep going.I said, "Okay, then I'll go to work." Just like that, I fell at the feet of Qian.There is no way, I am about to get married, if the salary is not high, they will look down on me even more when they come to their house.

When I came to the dressing room, Xiaomi had already cleaned the body for me, as long as I put on makeup.

This time the body was that of a young man.The man appeared to have been dead for no more than 3 days.It's okay, but I don't know how it died.

While I was thinking about the male ghost last night, I was absent-mindedly putting foundation on the corpse.

"This shade is too light to cover the body spots. You should use No. 2..." A man's voice came from behind, making me jump up.I held my breath in fear and turned my head cautiously, only to find that there was no one there.

But at this time, I was the only one in the dressing room, and there were several corpses lying around waiting for me to go.

I took a deep breath, picked up a darker foundation and applied it to the man's body.

Just when I finished applying lip gloss, the voice rang out again, "Don't men want lip gloss before they put on lip gloss?"

I was so scared that the makeup fell to the ground, and I asked in fear, "Who are you?"

How can there be sound?There is no one here.The male voice sounded annoyed, "Don't moan, hurry up."

I was so scared that I ran out quickly, "Help, Xiaomi, Xiaowen, the grooming room is haunted!"

Xiaowen saw me and said, "Don't be afraid, it's normal for us to be haunted by ghosts. Here, this is a mahogany sword. If you hold it in your hand, no ghosts will hurt you."

I took the mahogany sword from her and said tremblingly, "But I still dare not go in."

At this time, Xiaomi heard the sound, "Xiangxiang, what is haunted?"

I said, "It's that young male corpse that you washed and gave me. When I was putting on makeup, there was a voice telling me how to paint..."

Xiaomi didn't care about the haunting at all, but gossiped and said, "That man, do you know how he died?"

Xiaowen asked: "He got terminally ill at such a young age?"

Xiaomi blew into her hair and said, "I didn't die of illness!"

I asked curiously: "Is that an accident? But he didn't have any external injuries." Apart from these reasons, I couldn't think of how a young man could die in a good manner.

Xiaomi leaned into our ears and said, "Let me tell you, when I bathed him, I found that his life was gone. It is probably because of this reason that he died."

My face was full of embarrassment, "Uh... Let's stop gossiping when Xiaomi is dead. What should we do? By the way, can I take this mahogany sword home?"

Xiaowen nodded and said, "Yes."

When I got home, I was terrified of entering the door.I rented this house for the convenience of going to work in the funeral parlor.Now that it's haunted, I'd better pack up and run.

After opening the door, I in the mirror was still combing my hair, looking at my cold self... Her expression was very strange, and the corner of her cold mouth seemed to be a smile but not a smile.Just brush your hair tirelessly.

I tightly held the mahogany sword in my hand, and walked over cautiously...

(End of this chapter)