I cross you in the world of mortals [Rebirth]
Chapter 80 Extra Story 8 Paper Doll & Xu Churan Part [-]
Wen Jian held the paper figurine in her arms, stroked her hair carefully, and said with tears in her eyes, "Ah Rao, Ah Rao..."
Wen Jian thought that she was sick from longing and had a dream, so she didn't ask why Wen Rao was possessed by the paper figurine, and she never mentioned her death, but only told her some interesting things about the past.
Wen Jian hadn't slept much since Wen Rao's illness, and now Wen Rao's voice rang in his ears, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and it took only a cup of tea before he fell to the ground in a daze fell asleep on the ground.
I don't know how long I slept, but when Wen Jian woke up, it was already dawn. He opened his eyes, and saw the paper figurine looking at him with eyes like copper bells. He was startled at first, and then pinched his cheek hard. , his cheeks hurt immediately, and he was sure that he was not dreaming.
He looked at the paper figurine in front of him. The paper figurine had bright red cheeks, bright red lipstick, a pink skirt, and a pair of embroidered shoes. It was clearly the one he had just made the day before Wen Rao's accident. People were supposed to be piled up in a corner with other paper figurines, but why were they possessed by Ah Rao?
Wen Jianfang was about to ask a question, but he heard a rush of footsteps coming from far and near.
He turned his head and saw that it was the shopkeeper who came. The shopkeeper walked up to Wen Jian, pointed to the paper man leaning on the wall and said, "Isn't this paper man already ready? What are you doing with her?"
Wen Jian lied and said: "I think this paper figure is a bit rough..."
The shopkeeper interrupted: "Where is the roughness? I can't see it."
After all, he said with concern: "A Jian, you look bad, you'd better go back and have a rest."
The shopkeeper knew that Wen Rao and Wen Jian had a deep relationship. After Wen Rao died, Wen Jian never rested for a day. As usual, he went to work in the shop at midnight, and only returned home at night to accompany his wife and daughter. I lose weight day by day, and as time goes on, how can my body support it?
Wen Jian had just slept through and didn't feel sleepy, not to mention how could he let go of Wen Rao who was attached to the paper figurine, even if he went home, he would definitely not be able to fall asleep.
Therefore, he waved his hand towards the shopkeeper and said, "Father, I'm fine."
The shopkeeper sighed, and didn't try to persuade him any more, just said: "Then it's up to you."
When the voice fell, the shopkeeper walked to the corner of the shop and counted the paper figurines. There were layers of paper figurines, there were men and women, and their appearances were different.
After counting the paper figurines, the shopkeeper raised his voice and said, "A Jian, bring the paper figurine in your hand. I'm short of one. The Zhao family will need someone to pick it up in a few hours."
When Wen Jian heard this, her heart beat violently, and she subconsciously grabbed the palm of the paper figurine.
The palm of the paper figurine was so painful from Wen Jian's grip, she dared not speak or move, for fear that the shopkeeper not far away would notice something from it.
After she died seven days ago, she lost consciousness and somehow woke up from a paper doll. She is not afraid of being a paper doll, but if the shopkeeper finds out, she might give Wen Jian cause trouble.
Seeing that Wen Jian didn't respond, the shopkeeper urged, "A Jian, quickly bring that paper figurine."
Wen Jian didn't know how to evade it, so she finally found a reason: "I think this paper figurine looks like Ah Rao, I want to burn her to be with Ah Rao."
When the shopkeeper heard Wen Jian mentioning Wen Rao, he said sadly, "In that case, you should take this paper man to Ah Rao's grave and burn it quickly, so that Ah Rao won't be lonely down there. As for the paper man, I'll make another paper man. Yes."
Wen Jian thanked the shopkeeper, and carried the paper figurine out of the coffin shop.
The sun was shining outside, Wen Rao was already a ghost, even if she was attached to the paper figurine, she couldn't bear the light, but now there were people on the left and right, she couldn't make a sound, so she had to endure it.
Until a corner, she said in a voice like a mosquito: "Brother, I can't bear the light, and it hurts very much when I see the light."
Wen Jian immediately took off her outer shirt, wrapped it around the paper figurine, and said apologetically, "Ah Rao, does it still hurt?"
The paper figurine was afraid of offending others, so it didn't say anything, it just patted the back of Wen Jian's hand reassuringly with the hand covered by Wen Jian's coat.
Wen Jian understood, didn't dare to delay, and went home with the paper figurine in her arms.
His wife and Wen Yan were not at home. At this time, his wife should have carried Wen Yan to wash clothes by the stream.
Since the other rooms were all transparent, Wen Jian had no choice but to carry the paper figurine to the firewood room, and closed the door tightly.
The paper figurine tore off the outer shirt on its body, put it on Wen Jian, and then said distressedly: "Brother, you have lost a lot of weight."
Wen Jian didn't answer, but instead asked, "Ah Rao, why did you possess the paper figurine?"
The paper figurine tilted its head, smiled innocently and said, "I don't know either."
Seeing that Wen Rao didn't seem to be lying, Wen Jian didn't ask any more questions, and stretched out his hand to hold the paper figurine into his arms, and said in a low voice, "A Rao, I miss you very much, and your sister-in-law and Xiaoyan also miss you very much."
The paper man lay obediently in Wen Jian's arms, rubbed his forehead against Wen Jian's heart and said, "I also miss my brother, my sister-in-law, and Xiaoyan."
After all, staying in the woodshed was not an option, Wen Jian talked to the paper figurine about his son, then went to find a big wooden box, let the paper figurine lie in it, and moved the box under the bed in Wen Rao's room.After Wen Rao's death, this room was empty, and no one came in or out on weekdays.
Before closing the box, Wen Jian warned: "Don't come out during the day, come out after dark, I will come to see you when I am free."
The paper man nodded, and let Wen Jian close the box.
Wen Jian stared at the lid of the box for a long time before going out.
That night, as soon as Wen Jian fell asleep, he had a nightmare. In the nightmare, the paper man was tightly bound by a ball of fire, unable to break free, and kept calling him "brother, brother, brother, save me... "In the end, it turned into ashes bit by bit in the fire.
He was awakened by this nightmare and couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply put on his clothes, got out of bed, and tiptoed out the door.
He cautiously entered Wen Rao's room, took out the big wooden box under the bed, opened it, and the paper figurine inside was lying on his side in a neat way.
He called out in a low voice: "A Rao."
After a long while, the paper figurines inside did not move at all.
Could it be that Ah Rao's soul is gone?
In a hurry, he lowered his head to the paper figurine's ear and called again: "Ah Rao."
The paper figurine had just fallen asleep, and this sound disturbed her sound sleep. She hadn't woken up yet, her sleepy eyes were dim, and seeing that it was Wen Jian, she yawned and said, "Brother, what happened?"
Wen Jian said nothing, just hugged the paper figurine in her arms.
From then on, Wen Jian worried day by day that Ah Rao's soul would leave the paper figurine one day, and worried that people would find out that Ah Rao was attached to the paper figurine.
During this period, Wen Jian was walking on the street with the paper figurine in his arms, and wrapped the paper figurine with a coat, which was seen by a good-natured person and spread the word, so for a while, many people stood behind Wen Jian, And sighed sadly: "After Wen Rao's death, that Wen Jian's brain is not working well."
After several years like this, Wen Yan grew up to five years old, and the five-year-old Wen Yan did not want to live with her parents, and insisted on living in Wen Rao's room.
Wen Jian didn't agree at first, but she had no choice but to let go under Wen Yan's persuasion.
One day, because Wen Yan was punished by her husband in the academy, she felt sad and tossed and turned.
Suddenly, there was movement from under the bed for unknown reasons. She was so frightened that her complexion turned pale and she dared not move. She took a deep breath before opening her eyes.
Unexpectedly, what caught my eye was a paper figurine, the paper figurine had bright red cheeks, eyes like copper bells, and the mouth was as red as bloodthirsty, being hit by the bleak moonlight, it was extremely terrifying.
Wen Yan screamed in fright, she huddled in the corner of the wall, shivering all over, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't come here, Daddy, Mommy, save me! Save me!"
Before the words fell to the ground, a hand touched her cheek. This hand was very cold, and immediately said in a tender and tender voice: "Xiaoyan, don't be afraid, I'm an aunt."
When Wen Rao passed away, Wen Yan was still young, but she always felt that the voice was very kind, so she boldly asked, "Where do I like to go to play?"
The paper figurine said with a smile, "Let's go to the back mountain, where there are a lot of wild flowers."
Wen Rao wanted to ask again, but Wen Jian and his wife had already opened the door.
Seeing the paper figurine standing next to Wen Yan, Wen Jian hurried away, hugged Wen Yan in her arms, and comforted her: "Xiaoyan, don't be afraid, it's my aunt."
Wen Yan wondered: "Why does my aunt look different from me, my father, and my mother?"
Wen Jian's wife glanced at Wen Jian, then stared at the paper figurine vigilantly and said, "Tell me, why Ah Rao is attached to the paper figurine you made?"
Wen Jian shook her head and said, "I don't know either."
Originally, the paper figurine just wanted to get out of the box to get some air. Unexpectedly, not only Wen Yan, but also his sister-in-law saw it. He felt uneasy, bit his lip, and didn't say a word.
Wen Jian explained in detail what happened on Wen Rao's first seven days. Although his wife thought it was weird, but because the paper figurine looked exactly like Wen Rao, she reluctantly accepted her husband's words.
Now that the existence of the paper figurine was exposed, the paper figurine lived with Wen Jian, his wife, and Wen Yan as before, and taught Wen Yan to study every day.
Nine years later, Wen Jian's wife died of illness.
Twelve years later, 12-year-old Wen Yan got married. The paper figurine was afraid that Wen Yan would be bullied, so she sneaked into her husband's house for a few days and returned to Wen's house after seeing her husband treated her like pearls and treasures.
One year after Wen Yan got married, Wen Jian, who was not in doubt, fell ill due to overwork.
Wen Jian's illness never got up again, even after using countless decoctions, it didn't get any better.
As she was dying, Wen Jian grabbed the hand of the paper figurine and cried, "Ah Rao, I left in such a hurry in this life, and I will spoil you well in the next life..."
He was almost out of breath, his heart was heaving and heaving, and he looked at Wen Yan angrily and said: "Xiaoyan, please take care of Gu Aluo."
After saying that, Wen Jian died, his soul floated up from his body, traveled a few miles, met a ghost messenger, and was taken to the underworld by the ghost messenger.
There was no great good or evil in his life. The judge sentenced him to re-enter the world, and he followed the rest of the ghosts to Naihe Bridge.
As soon as they arrived at Naihe Bridge, a bowl of Mengpo soup was handed over. Wen Jian was reluctant to drink it, and begged, "I don't want to forget Ah Rao, can you let me go?"
That Meng Po refused, and called the ghost messenger to bind Wen Jian's hands, opened Wen Jian's jaw, and forcefully poured Meng Po's soup into it.
Wen Jian struggled endlessly, but most of the Mengpo soup went into her stomach.
Once Meng Po's soup entered his belly, he forgot about A-Rao, his wife, and Xiaoyan, and he was reincarnated as Xu Churan.
Because of the half bowl of Mengpo soup, when the paper figurine stood in front of Xu Churan, he had no idea that this was Ah Rao, whom he wanted to pamper in this life, but was terrified and wanted the paper figurine to stay away from him.
Fortunately, he finally remembered some fragments. Fortunately, Ji Zhuo didn't really burn the paper figurine. Fortunately, Ah Rao not only didn't care about him, but was willing to call him "brother."
Xu Churan reached out and hugged the paper figurine in his arms, and let the paper figurine wipe away his tears. After all the tears on his face were wiped off, he said softly, "Ah Rao, I will definitely live longer in this life."
The author has something to say:
I would like to add that the two coffins were bought by my mother-in-law, one was used as a bed for Ah Rao to sleep in, and the other was used for myself a hundred years later. Mother-in-law usually does not sleep in coffins, and sometimes, Ah Rao would sleep in her mother-in-law's coffin instead.
In the next chapter, Shen Xiaomo and Ji Zhuo's past life episode, sprinkle some candy
Wen Jian thought that she was sick from longing and had a dream, so she didn't ask why Wen Rao was possessed by the paper figurine, and she never mentioned her death, but only told her some interesting things about the past.
Wen Jian hadn't slept much since Wen Rao's illness, and now Wen Rao's voice rang in his ears, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and it took only a cup of tea before he fell to the ground in a daze fell asleep on the ground.
I don't know how long I slept, but when Wen Jian woke up, it was already dawn. He opened his eyes, and saw the paper figurine looking at him with eyes like copper bells. He was startled at first, and then pinched his cheek hard. , his cheeks hurt immediately, and he was sure that he was not dreaming.
He looked at the paper figurine in front of him. The paper figurine had bright red cheeks, bright red lipstick, a pink skirt, and a pair of embroidered shoes. It was clearly the one he had just made the day before Wen Rao's accident. People were supposed to be piled up in a corner with other paper figurines, but why were they possessed by Ah Rao?
Wen Jianfang was about to ask a question, but he heard a rush of footsteps coming from far and near.
He turned his head and saw that it was the shopkeeper who came. The shopkeeper walked up to Wen Jian, pointed to the paper man leaning on the wall and said, "Isn't this paper man already ready? What are you doing with her?"
Wen Jian lied and said: "I think this paper figure is a bit rough..."
The shopkeeper interrupted: "Where is the roughness? I can't see it."
After all, he said with concern: "A Jian, you look bad, you'd better go back and have a rest."
The shopkeeper knew that Wen Rao and Wen Jian had a deep relationship. After Wen Rao died, Wen Jian never rested for a day. As usual, he went to work in the shop at midnight, and only returned home at night to accompany his wife and daughter. I lose weight day by day, and as time goes on, how can my body support it?
Wen Jian had just slept through and didn't feel sleepy, not to mention how could he let go of Wen Rao who was attached to the paper figurine, even if he went home, he would definitely not be able to fall asleep.
Therefore, he waved his hand towards the shopkeeper and said, "Father, I'm fine."
The shopkeeper sighed, and didn't try to persuade him any more, just said: "Then it's up to you."
When the voice fell, the shopkeeper walked to the corner of the shop and counted the paper figurines. There were layers of paper figurines, there were men and women, and their appearances were different.
After counting the paper figurines, the shopkeeper raised his voice and said, "A Jian, bring the paper figurine in your hand. I'm short of one. The Zhao family will need someone to pick it up in a few hours."
When Wen Jian heard this, her heart beat violently, and she subconsciously grabbed the palm of the paper figurine.
The palm of the paper figurine was so painful from Wen Jian's grip, she dared not speak or move, for fear that the shopkeeper not far away would notice something from it.
After she died seven days ago, she lost consciousness and somehow woke up from a paper doll. She is not afraid of being a paper doll, but if the shopkeeper finds out, she might give Wen Jian cause trouble.
Seeing that Wen Jian didn't respond, the shopkeeper urged, "A Jian, quickly bring that paper figurine."
Wen Jian didn't know how to evade it, so she finally found a reason: "I think this paper figurine looks like Ah Rao, I want to burn her to be with Ah Rao."
When the shopkeeper heard Wen Jian mentioning Wen Rao, he said sadly, "In that case, you should take this paper man to Ah Rao's grave and burn it quickly, so that Ah Rao won't be lonely down there. As for the paper man, I'll make another paper man. Yes."
Wen Jian thanked the shopkeeper, and carried the paper figurine out of the coffin shop.
The sun was shining outside, Wen Rao was already a ghost, even if she was attached to the paper figurine, she couldn't bear the light, but now there were people on the left and right, she couldn't make a sound, so she had to endure it.
Until a corner, she said in a voice like a mosquito: "Brother, I can't bear the light, and it hurts very much when I see the light."
Wen Jian immediately took off her outer shirt, wrapped it around the paper figurine, and said apologetically, "Ah Rao, does it still hurt?"
The paper figurine was afraid of offending others, so it didn't say anything, it just patted the back of Wen Jian's hand reassuringly with the hand covered by Wen Jian's coat.
Wen Jian understood, didn't dare to delay, and went home with the paper figurine in her arms.
His wife and Wen Yan were not at home. At this time, his wife should have carried Wen Yan to wash clothes by the stream.
Since the other rooms were all transparent, Wen Jian had no choice but to carry the paper figurine to the firewood room, and closed the door tightly.
The paper figurine tore off the outer shirt on its body, put it on Wen Jian, and then said distressedly: "Brother, you have lost a lot of weight."
Wen Jian didn't answer, but instead asked, "Ah Rao, why did you possess the paper figurine?"
The paper figurine tilted its head, smiled innocently and said, "I don't know either."
Seeing that Wen Rao didn't seem to be lying, Wen Jian didn't ask any more questions, and stretched out his hand to hold the paper figurine into his arms, and said in a low voice, "A Rao, I miss you very much, and your sister-in-law and Xiaoyan also miss you very much."
The paper man lay obediently in Wen Jian's arms, rubbed his forehead against Wen Jian's heart and said, "I also miss my brother, my sister-in-law, and Xiaoyan."
After all, staying in the woodshed was not an option, Wen Jian talked to the paper figurine about his son, then went to find a big wooden box, let the paper figurine lie in it, and moved the box under the bed in Wen Rao's room.After Wen Rao's death, this room was empty, and no one came in or out on weekdays.
Before closing the box, Wen Jian warned: "Don't come out during the day, come out after dark, I will come to see you when I am free."
The paper man nodded, and let Wen Jian close the box.
Wen Jian stared at the lid of the box for a long time before going out.
That night, as soon as Wen Jian fell asleep, he had a nightmare. In the nightmare, the paper man was tightly bound by a ball of fire, unable to break free, and kept calling him "brother, brother, brother, save me... "In the end, it turned into ashes bit by bit in the fire.
He was awakened by this nightmare and couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply put on his clothes, got out of bed, and tiptoed out the door.
He cautiously entered Wen Rao's room, took out the big wooden box under the bed, opened it, and the paper figurine inside was lying on his side in a neat way.
He called out in a low voice: "A Rao."
After a long while, the paper figurines inside did not move at all.
Could it be that Ah Rao's soul is gone?
In a hurry, he lowered his head to the paper figurine's ear and called again: "Ah Rao."
The paper figurine had just fallen asleep, and this sound disturbed her sound sleep. She hadn't woken up yet, her sleepy eyes were dim, and seeing that it was Wen Jian, she yawned and said, "Brother, what happened?"
Wen Jian said nothing, just hugged the paper figurine in her arms.
From then on, Wen Jian worried day by day that Ah Rao's soul would leave the paper figurine one day, and worried that people would find out that Ah Rao was attached to the paper figurine.
During this period, Wen Jian was walking on the street with the paper figurine in his arms, and wrapped the paper figurine with a coat, which was seen by a good-natured person and spread the word, so for a while, many people stood behind Wen Jian, And sighed sadly: "After Wen Rao's death, that Wen Jian's brain is not working well."
After several years like this, Wen Yan grew up to five years old, and the five-year-old Wen Yan did not want to live with her parents, and insisted on living in Wen Rao's room.
Wen Jian didn't agree at first, but she had no choice but to let go under Wen Yan's persuasion.
One day, because Wen Yan was punished by her husband in the academy, she felt sad and tossed and turned.
Suddenly, there was movement from under the bed for unknown reasons. She was so frightened that her complexion turned pale and she dared not move. She took a deep breath before opening her eyes.
Unexpectedly, what caught my eye was a paper figurine, the paper figurine had bright red cheeks, eyes like copper bells, and the mouth was as red as bloodthirsty, being hit by the bleak moonlight, it was extremely terrifying.
Wen Yan screamed in fright, she huddled in the corner of the wall, shivering all over, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't come here, Daddy, Mommy, save me! Save me!"
Before the words fell to the ground, a hand touched her cheek. This hand was very cold, and immediately said in a tender and tender voice: "Xiaoyan, don't be afraid, I'm an aunt."
When Wen Rao passed away, Wen Yan was still young, but she always felt that the voice was very kind, so she boldly asked, "Where do I like to go to play?"
The paper figurine said with a smile, "Let's go to the back mountain, where there are a lot of wild flowers."
Wen Rao wanted to ask again, but Wen Jian and his wife had already opened the door.
Seeing the paper figurine standing next to Wen Yan, Wen Jian hurried away, hugged Wen Yan in her arms, and comforted her: "Xiaoyan, don't be afraid, it's my aunt."
Wen Yan wondered: "Why does my aunt look different from me, my father, and my mother?"
Wen Jian's wife glanced at Wen Jian, then stared at the paper figurine vigilantly and said, "Tell me, why Ah Rao is attached to the paper figurine you made?"
Wen Jian shook her head and said, "I don't know either."
Originally, the paper figurine just wanted to get out of the box to get some air. Unexpectedly, not only Wen Yan, but also his sister-in-law saw it. He felt uneasy, bit his lip, and didn't say a word.
Wen Jian explained in detail what happened on Wen Rao's first seven days. Although his wife thought it was weird, but because the paper figurine looked exactly like Wen Rao, she reluctantly accepted her husband's words.
Now that the existence of the paper figurine was exposed, the paper figurine lived with Wen Jian, his wife, and Wen Yan as before, and taught Wen Yan to study every day.
Nine years later, Wen Jian's wife died of illness.
Twelve years later, 12-year-old Wen Yan got married. The paper figurine was afraid that Wen Yan would be bullied, so she sneaked into her husband's house for a few days and returned to Wen's house after seeing her husband treated her like pearls and treasures.
One year after Wen Yan got married, Wen Jian, who was not in doubt, fell ill due to overwork.
Wen Jian's illness never got up again, even after using countless decoctions, it didn't get any better.
As she was dying, Wen Jian grabbed the hand of the paper figurine and cried, "Ah Rao, I left in such a hurry in this life, and I will spoil you well in the next life..."
He was almost out of breath, his heart was heaving and heaving, and he looked at Wen Yan angrily and said: "Xiaoyan, please take care of Gu Aluo."
After saying that, Wen Jian died, his soul floated up from his body, traveled a few miles, met a ghost messenger, and was taken to the underworld by the ghost messenger.
There was no great good or evil in his life. The judge sentenced him to re-enter the world, and he followed the rest of the ghosts to Naihe Bridge.
As soon as they arrived at Naihe Bridge, a bowl of Mengpo soup was handed over. Wen Jian was reluctant to drink it, and begged, "I don't want to forget Ah Rao, can you let me go?"
That Meng Po refused, and called the ghost messenger to bind Wen Jian's hands, opened Wen Jian's jaw, and forcefully poured Meng Po's soup into it.
Wen Jian struggled endlessly, but most of the Mengpo soup went into her stomach.
Once Meng Po's soup entered his belly, he forgot about A-Rao, his wife, and Xiaoyan, and he was reincarnated as Xu Churan.
Because of the half bowl of Mengpo soup, when the paper figurine stood in front of Xu Churan, he had no idea that this was Ah Rao, whom he wanted to pamper in this life, but was terrified and wanted the paper figurine to stay away from him.
Fortunately, he finally remembered some fragments. Fortunately, Ji Zhuo didn't really burn the paper figurine. Fortunately, Ah Rao not only didn't care about him, but was willing to call him "brother."
Xu Churan reached out and hugged the paper figurine in his arms, and let the paper figurine wipe away his tears. After all the tears on his face were wiped off, he said softly, "Ah Rao, I will definitely live longer in this life."
The author has something to say:
I would like to add that the two coffins were bought by my mother-in-law, one was used as a bed for Ah Rao to sleep in, and the other was used for myself a hundred years later. Mother-in-law usually does not sleep in coffins, and sometimes, Ah Rao would sleep in her mother-in-law's coffin instead.
In the next chapter, Shen Xiaomo and Ji Zhuo's past life episode, sprinkle some candy
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