I came back wearing a book after I lost my ex-girlfriend

Customer service: "Fuck, you won't be so insane!"

Ruan Ling: "Congratulations—you guessed wrong."

Ruan Ling used to think that the customer service was a bit mysterious and unfathomable. Later, after understanding some situations, when her brain circuit occasionally reached a level, she felt that she had defeated the customer service with her rich experience. Now in her heart, the customer service is a Silly and sweet.

Especially when two people think of one thing at the same time.

But Ruan Ling thought deeper than him.

She knew what Wen Xiu wanted to do.

Customer service will also know soon.

After Wen Xiu said these words, she didn't speak again.

It seems that she feels that Ruan Ling's consciousness still exists in her body and has not left. She is afraid that once she says what she wants to do, the future will be extremely variable, and she will never tolerate accidents happening.

Already happened once.

She slowly bent down, took Ruan Ling's cold hand, and prepared to spend a quiet and cold night together immediately.

When she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The room is furnished in an antique style, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.

The tears of the two red candles are about to burn out.

This ghost marriage will only be considered a perfect completion when it ends tomorrow.

But to do something like this is groundbreaking, it's unbelievable.

It would not be good for the company or herself if some news was leaked and public opinion was guided.

Why did everyone simply oppose it and stop advising?

If Wen Xiu had a friend who wanted to have a ghost marriage, she would definitely stop it, because the ancient custom of ghost marriage was not legally recognized, and no one would understand it.

But her parents, as well as her friends, relatives, such as He Hui, a high school student who is about to enter university, just let it go.

This is a very strange thing.

It seems that everyone is trying their best to make it happen.

Wen Xiu thought carefully about several people who had no interest in it, and found that promoting this ghost marriage would not bring them any benefits. Once it was revealed, the development of the matter would very likely be out of control.

This day is like a dream.

Woke up from the dream, nothing happened.

When the funeral was held the next day, it was sunny and not too cold.

He Jian picked out a place with a treasure of geomantic omen to carry people out of the house. Dark marriage is not a thing that can be publicized. A few days ago, she had completed the death certificate for Ruan Ling and found out when she needed to get the household registration book. She is an independent head of household.

Parents' account is another

open a book.

If she wanted to find the other party's family, she would definitely need to go to the police station, or wait for Wen Xiu to wake up and ask.

After Wen Xiu woke up, she asked her several times. It was obviously a very simple matter, and she could answer it casually, but Wen Xiu didn't tell her, and just said that she didn't need to worry about her parents.

Even such a big event as the ghost marriage is only known by the people on their side.

The person who was buried in a dark marriage cannot be cremated.

So Wen Xiu finished the operation, and found that several people carried the coffin down to the ground. Wen Xiu held the mint in her hand, bent down, and placed it in front of Ruan Ling's stele.

He Hui didn't understand why the white chrysanthemums were not placed.

Wen Xiu had accumulated power in her heart for a long time, and she didn't dare to ask.

After the soil was backfilled, the tombstone was brought up and placed properly, with only the bare words Ruan Ling on it.

This scene is so similar to the first time I went to Yong'an Cemetery.

Wen Xiu lowered her head and watched quietly.

He Hui walked to her side: "Cousin, my condolences."

She lost a friend, and Wen Xiu lost her lover who was about to spend her whole life.

He Hui's position is different, but the person has passed away, all she can say is condolences.

Wen Xiu stared into her eyes, He Hui's eyes were clear and clean, even if there were many small movements, it would not hurt.

Wen Xiu said slowly: "There is no rush to fall in love, take your time."

He Hui thought she cared about her, and was so moved that she was speechless: "Cousin, don't worry, I will definitely do it!"

Ruan Ling didn't leave much behind, and there were almost no photos with her.

He Hui couldn't find anything to commemorate her, so she could only look deeply at the tombstone before turning and leaving.

She is going to school tomorrow.

Not long after He Hui left, He Jian stepped forward and comforted her daughter: "The law does not recognize dark marriages, Axiu. If you find another girl you like in the future, you must tell me."

Wen Xiu said without turning her head, "No, Mom."

"No one can be like her."

Never before, never will.

She can find people accurately in the vast sea of ​​people, and she will be able to in the future.

Wen Boyuan is still dealing with the tail of this matter.

He Jian comforted her a few words and left.

Now Wen Xiu was left alone, standing quietly in front of the tombstone.

She is dressed very solemnly today, with very few clothes, her face is pale, her figure is straight, and she outlines thin and clean lines.

She took two steps forward and slowly squatted down.

This moment seems to overlap with a year ago.

The mood may be a little different.

One is that she was suddenly told that she had died for several years when she just learned about her sweetheart, and the other knew that she was dead and that she was living well in another world, which is completely different.

Tombstones are cold.

Wen Xiu scratched lightly with her fingertips.

One is outside the grave and one is in the grave.

Only the consciousness exists, and you will not feel the suffocation of the air, nor the eerie darkness, nor will you feel how weird this scene is at this moment.

"Xiuxiu hasn't left yet?"

Customer service: "...Maybe there are still some farewell words left?"

Ruan Ling waited with the customer service for a while, but heard nothing.

She frowned: "I suspect you are cheating on me, how can there be flowers to talk about?"

customer service:"……"

What can he do? He was also very desperate, seeing Wen Xiu lowered his head, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything, he felt that he was also betrayed by Wen Xiu's appearance.

Doesn’t it mean that people who are about to die have good words? This person is dead, like a big villain or something, wishing to talk in front of the protagonist, expressing his thoughts and purposes, and the protagonist is just delaying time .

Wen Xiu didn't say anything.

Ruan Ling lay in the cold coffin with her eyes closed.

After a while, Wen Xiucai got up slightly staggeringly, turned around and took two steps, then looked back at her deeply, and then really left.

Ruan Ling: "...I feel a little disappointed, don't you want to scold me?"

Although she is not a masochist, once such an operation comes out, everyone will die, so the anger should burst out!

Customer service: "I want to scold you. If you do this, we will have to spend time looking for someone, resetting the time, and when we return to Wenxiu University, we will reproduce your experience and let others follow your script. .”

Ruan Ling: "Don't you have to tell Wen Xiu later, I'm sorry, I'm just here to attack you. If you love me, you can follow me. If you don't love me, you can continue to wait for the next mission target."

"Your experiment is inhumane!"

"Don't you still want to take people out? It's all formatted, so you're sure you won't be schizophrenic by then?"

Customer service: "We will gradually correct it, please rest assured."

"What about me, will my memory be formatted?"

"meeting."

"After formatting, Xiuxiu fell in love with someone else and was taken out. Do you still remember me?"

"will not."

Ruan Ling sighed: "Okay, you are really ruthless."

"It's you who are cruel to yourself."

The customer service replied gloatingly: "Who told you to add

We didn’t add that request, the previous ones left after the strategy failed, and you still have to keep it. Do you plan to wait for the two of you to go out in the future and touch porcelain? "

"How can you miss me so much!"

Ruan Ling muttered loudly: "Who knows what I think, let's talk about it after I go out."

Customer service: "Then you leave now, or what?"

Ruan Ling said, "I'm waiting for half a month."

She was lying in a white consciousness, and asked the customer service to bring her an electronic mobile phone dedicated to playing games, and then she was called into a daze.

Now no one cares about her, she won't feel hungry or tired, and she can hang up with people in real life. This is simply a fairy life!

You can't be depressed, you're shivering, you're lonely for half your life!

customer service:"……"

He regretted it.

Seeing Ruan Ling's incomprehensible look.

She simply threw the matter away, and now the customer service has nothing to do with her. Except that she didn't get 2000 million after leaving in the future, there is almost no other loss, so it's just a vacation.

The seventh day is Ruan Ling's first seven days.

It was gloomy.

Wen Xiu left the company early, bought a handful of mint at the flower shop, drove alone to the cemetery.

The security guard opened the door, led her up the path, and left when she got there.

Wen Xiu bent down and slowly placed the flower in front of Ruan Ling's tombstone.

The white mint flowers, the small bones are in full bloom.

Wen Xiu stared at her tombstone, and said softly, "Ruan Ruan, I won't come to see you anymore."

"—The flower language of the mint flower is, I hope to meet you again."

The author has something to say: one more in the morning~

I'm a bit busy today, and it's finally nine o'clock. Life is not easy, the author sighs.

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