He heard the mayor's call, urging him on.

The night gradually darkened and the red candles flickered in the room.

Jasmine stood up, the jewelry on her body jingled, and the gold ring on her wrist shone.

"Brother Boli..." Jasmine came closer and said, "Please send me to the wedding sedan."

Her voice was very soft and clear like glass:

"——I really love him."

She said this almost religiously.

Su Mingan suddenly found that he could no longer control his body. He walked forward, turned around, and carried her on his back.

Jasmine's body was thin and small, and the fingers exposed on her shoulders were extremely white, as if they had been locked up and had not experienced much sunlight. When he picked her up, he felt like he was holding a skeleton.

[——I am Boli, the wanderer returning home from a long journey. ]

The system's voice sounded in my ears like a narration.

This time, time did not stand still.

【I want to take her away. 】

【But all this requires her cooperation. 】

[My father is waiting outside the door, and the townspeople are waiting in the square.]

[I am powerless to escape by myself, let alone help her escape.]

【It seems too late tonight. 】

[Perhaps, I will stay here first and find a way to change the townspeople. There will be another chance in the future...]

…

Then, no options emerged.

Su Ming'an watched himself carrying the skinny little Jasmine on his back, walking out step by step, down the steps covered with bright red carpet, and towards the wedding sedan waiting at the door under the blood-red lanterns.

He looked at the wedding sedan with its curtains lifted, which looked like a ferocious beast with its mouth wide open.

He walked on the road, as if carrying a girl on his back and sending her into the mouth of a ferocious beast.

He put Jasmine into the sedan chair and saw the curtain closed.

At the last moment, he saw Jasmine lift up her veil, and her pair of eyes, as pure and bright as the sea and sky, were looking at him.

She is smiling.

Smiling happily.

Maybe she was really happy about this marriage, or maybe she herself didn't know what she would face.

"Lift up the sedan—!"

The bearers carried the wedding sedan, and the sedan with red silk fluttering in the wind gradually moved away from him in the snowy night. He immediately wanted to follow it, but his body was not under his control.

The mayor was looking at him, his dragon-headed cane glowing crimson under the blood-red lantern.

"Boli." The mayor's eyes were deep: "Don't hinder her happiness."

The mayor's dragon-headed cane was stuck in front of him, and it seemed to be a rule that he had no control over his own body.

Time seemed to have passed for a very long time, until the snow loosened and the upright dragon head crutch fell to the ground, and he was finally able to move.

He turned his head quickly, and the mayor's figure had completely disappeared.

He immediately took a step forward and ran towards the ancestral hall in his memory.

Along the way, he saw the fireworks that had been burned out and the banquet with only leftovers.

All along the way, he saw snow falling all over the sky... The snowflakes fell on him like goose feathers, and the icy water almost covered him completely.

He even saw the red silk cloth discarded in front of the door. The girls who were weaving the cloth were gone, the magpie-like chirping disappeared, and the only sound in the night was his running on the snow.

In the square, only the red lanterns in front of each household were still lit and swaying, like a pair of wolves' eyes.

“——Bow to heaven and earth!”

Such shouts came from somewhere, accompanied by a prayer.

It was like when he first arrived in Trilly and heard the townspeople praying when they were exiled. That prayer had a dark tone. When he ran in the snowy night, he heard the prayers of people on both sides merge into one, passing from house to house.

The whole of Trili was enveloped in the sound of prayer.

"——Bow down to you, my father!"

The voice continued.

The sunset has completely faded.

Night fell over the town like a pot lid.

Suddenly he heard the sound of suona, a high-pitched and melodious suona with great penetrating power, which spread over half of the town and made all the mottled past buried in this town melodious, as if it was playing joy, or like a series of sharp and piercing wails.

——Seems like joy and sorrow.

"——Husband and wife, bow to each other!"

The voice continued.

He ran all the way to the ancestral hall in his memory. The moment he stepped into the street, he heard a hoarse shout from the townspeople:

…

"——May Trilly be reborn!"

…

Su Ming'an rushed to the ancestral hall and saw some burly townspeople surrounding the door, who seemed to want to stop him.

He immediately moved through space, broke into the ancestral hall, and saw the scene before him—

The gorgeous, bright red wedding dress was completely lifted up, and the ribbons swaying at the end of the skirt were like a flamingo with a flamingo tail, as if the sparks all over the wedding dress were shaken off in an instant.

The murmurs of the villagers seemed to penetrate the damp and cold walls, and the snowflakes outside the window hit his face like slaps.

——He saw Jasmine.

——Jasmine was lying in the coffin.

Her wedding dress was as red as fire, her jewelry was precious, and the gold ring around her neck was emitting a beautiful golden glow.

Four wooden thorns pierced her limbs, but she still had a smile on her face.

Under the flickering red candle, the smile seemed a little bitter.

There were words written on her hand, written with her blood, a bright red on the dark coffin:

Is this really my belief?

Below, there was another line of small words, and the bloodstains were getting fainter and fainter, as if she had no strength left:

…

【Pori. 】

【I regret it.】

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