Zhang Cuihua felt uneasy, as if someone was behind her.

She stopped abruptly, turning around abruptly to look behind her—

There was nothing there.

A chilling feeling enveloped Zhang Cuihua, making her shiver even more violently. Then she turned around and hurried home as fast as she could.

When she got home, she couldn't do anything.

One thing kept going back and forth in my mind.

Was that woman actually Su Yueya?

Zhang Cuihua simply lay down on the bed, completely wrapped herself in the quilt, so tightly that even her head was inside.

It seemed that only when she was completely wrapped up like this could she feel a little bit at ease.

I strained myself until I was covered in sweat.

She only managed to breathe when the oxygen in the blankets ran out and she felt like she couldn't breathe properly. She stuck her head out a tiny bit to get some air.

night--

Zhang Cuihua returned to that remote little village.

Su Yueya sat by the river washing clothes. She sat on a small stool, squinting in the sun.

It's warm and cozy, and feels really comfortable.

While pounding the dirty clothes, Su Yueya chatted with her every now and then.

"Mom, there are only two more pieces of clothing left to wash!"

"Mom, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you when I get back!"

"Mom, is it comfortable to be in the sun?"

Su Yueya smiled and worked without a single complaint. She was quick and efficient, and spoke in a light tone.

Zhang Cuihua couldn't hear how she answered her.

She saw Su Yueya washing a garment; the garment was red…

A very bright red.

The style... does resemble a woman's wedding dress.

Wedding dress, wedding dress...

Zhang Cuihua's warm smile froze instantly. She saw the once clear river water turn completely red, as if...

Blood!

Suddenly, the smile on Su Yueya's face disappeared.

Instead, it was replaced by a fierce killing intent.

Su Yueya held the bright red wedding dress in her hand and walked towards her step by step.

Zhang Cuihua wanted to run, but she was fixed to the small stool. She flailed her arms and legs, trying to escape, but remained rooted to the spot, forced to watch helplessly as Su Yueya approached her step by step, and then—

That red wedding dress became a deadly lock.

It kept tightening around her, stealing her breath.

I'm going to kill you!

Su Yueya became a vengeful ghost in red.

You lied to me!

"You and your son abandoned me in the countryside, disregarding my life and death..."

"Give me your life—"

"No!" Zhang Cuihua woke up in a cold sweat.

She moved nimbly, scrambling and rolling along.

He jumped off the bed first, and then immediately knelt down.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"I know I was wrong!"

"Crescent Moon, it's all my fault, I'm so sorry!"

"Please forgive me, please let me go!"

"Go and reincarnate! Stop bothering me! Stop looking for me!"

"Crescent Moon, I'm sorry!"

"Mom wishes you'll be reborn into a good family in your next life!"

In the darkness, Zhang Cuihua muttered to herself.

She clasped her hands together and repeatedly knelt and prayed in all directions.

There were apologies, repentance, and blessings.

All she wanted was to escape the nightmare, to get rid of Su Yueya, who filled her with fear and unease.

The night is deep. Some are struggling with nightmares, while others are experiencing one of the happiest moments of their lives.

Wedding night.

After a busy day, greeting guests and handling various chores.

Only then were Lu Zhengjun and Su Yueya left in their bridal chamber.

"Honey, don't rush to take a shower yet, wait for me!"

After saying this, Su Yueya quickly ran out of the room.

Lu Zhengjun: "..."

What's the meaning?

Don't rush to take a shower, wait for her?

Are we going to wash them together?

Lu Zhengjun's throat tightened instantly. He had drunk quite a bit of alcohol. Although he wasn't drunk, he was still a little tipsy, but not to the point of losing control.

He immediately recalled the decision he had quietly made before his marriage.

Before he could figure out what to say, Su Yueya came back, carrying a bowl of soup.

"Honey, have some hangover soup first."

Lu Zhengjun: "..."

He felt ashamed of his misunderstanding!

Su Yueya was worried that he was harming his health by drinking too much, but what was he thinking?!

"Honey, drink up!"

Lu Zhengjun then came to his senses and quickly took the bowl from Su Yueya's hand. He was so ashamed that he didn't even taste what it was, and swallowed it whole.

"Well... I'll go get ready and wash up first."

Su Yueya took her pajamas and went into the bathroom first. She removed her makeup and took a shower. While doing everything, she couldn't help but think of Lu Zhengjun, who was still sitting outside.

The cold shower was a waste of time.

Lu Zhengjun's hand, which was drying her hair, visibly paused.

He even considered turning back to the bathroom.

How about taking another cold shower?

"husband."

Su Yueya continued to gaze at him, her eyes full of expectation.

Lu Zhengjun felt as if a thousand pounds were under her feet; moving forward was wrong, and moving backward was also wrong.

His gaze swept over Su Yueya's pajamas. Although he had anticipated this when he bought them, he realized now that she was wearing them that it was more difficult than he had imagined.

He dared not look any longer and quickly looked away.

The atmosphere should be warmed up.

Even the body temperature that had just been extinguished by the cold water was now rising again without them realizing it.

Lu Zhengjun felt she should say something.

After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

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