She thought her beating heart would keep her awake for a long time.
However, she was not as sensitive as she thought.
Lying on the pillow, smelling the familiar smell on the quilt, and looking at the familiar ceiling, she soon fell asleep.
She had a dream.
She was wearing a pure white wedding dress, so white that it seemed unreal, and walked on the red carpet with a slender but not weak arm, holding a lily in her hand.
The people around them smiled, shouted congratulations, and showered them with candy, ribbons, and glitter.
In the church, the brother and father in formal attire, Wei Shengfan's parents, and three women with their heads buried in the shadows kept clapping.
Sitting on the chair in the far left corner was a girl with a ponytail. She was the only one who didn't applaud, and there was a faint silver light flickering between her slender fingers.
The sunlight refracted through the glass of the church's stained windows, casting a rainbow-like light on the ground.
Raising his head, the priest had his back to them——
He was wrapped in black, and a pure white headband tied up his long hair like thick ink.
Seeing that figure from behind, Chu Shangli couldn't help but shudder, and couldn't help but tighten his grip on the arm beside him——
When the newlyweds stopped in front of the altar, the priest slowly turned around.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and the tip of his tongue licked the bloody lips - it was as if he was licking the blood on his lips, and his eyes, hidden by his thick bangs, also emitted a murderous red light.
The Eucharistic book in his hand was also stained red and turned into ashes in the burning flames.
There was a scream behind me——
The elders who had been sitting in their seats had all fallen down, blood spreading at their feet, merging with the red carpet.
The three people who had just buried their heads in the shadows did not fall down. They were still clapping, with the same weird smile as the priest on their faces, and kept repeating "Congratulations".
She noticed at this moment that although the three women did not look up and were dressed differently,
The woman on the left has wildly dyed colorful hair and looks like a complete delinquent;
The woman on the right is wearing a royal blue sailor suit and has refreshing shoulder-length hair;
The woman sitting in the middle wore a crimson high-end gown with curly-colored hair draped over her shoulders, yet she didn't look like a slut at all. Instead, she looked incredibly gentle and charming, creating a stark contrast.
But their appearance seems to be unusually similar——
They are all extremely similar to Chu Moyin, as if they were carved from the same mold.
The priest had come around to her and lifted her chin without her knowing when.
Eyes as cold as a deep ancient well, and a smile like that of a bloodthirsty devil.
"Ah, bride Chu Shangli, are you willing to marry the groom you hold on your arm? Whether rich or poor, sick or healthy, are you willing to love him, respect him, and be faithful to him forever?"
That voice sounded like a demon crawling out of hell, cold and merciless.
"I—I wish—"
"What a pity." The bloodthirsty devil with cold eyes slid his fingers gently down her face, and a sticky, fishy liquid smeared on her cheek: "Before you could answer, death has already separated the two of you—"
Tick-tick, tick-tick.
What was smeared on her cheek was blood.
The strength of his arms weakened, and he fell to one side.
The pure white clothes of the ponytailed girl, as pure as a water lotus, had been completely stained red with blood. The silver light in her hand had disappeared, and her pair of cold eyes stared straight at them.
She had just cruelly stabbed the dagger into the groom's chest, but her face was expressionless, like a vessel without emotions.
She gritted her teeth and clung to that arm tightly. "My heart, my will, and my soul have always belonged to him. No external force can destroy them. Even if death separates us, this feeling will not change! It will never change!"
"Oh, really?"
The priest's eyes flashed with a meaningful look: "Then, please ask the bride and groom to exchange a vow kiss——"
"Let's exchange! I'll show you, a heartless fellow, what sincerity is—"
Chu Shangli turned to the groom——
Turning around, the groom was still alive. He had an expression of deep emotion and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.
"Thank you, Ali."
The smiling groom was not Wei Shengfan, but Chu Moyin——!
This was a huge shock. Chu Shangli screamed and tried to shake off the groom's arm, but her hand and his arm seemed to be stuck together by glue.
"Hey, Ali, it's useless. But you said that we will never be apart for eternity—" With a dagger stuck in his chest and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, the devil whispered in her ear: "Let us love and kill each other forever—"
“Aa ...
Chu Shangli's scream woke him up. When he woke up, he found himself holding the quilt in his hands, and his whole body was wet with sweat.
"You're shouting so loudly and talking nonsense all the time. What kind of demon did you dream about?"
Chu Shangli, sleepy-eyed, looked in the direction of the sound—
Chu Moyin was sitting there, shaking the red liquid in the glass tube.
“Aa ...
Chu Shangli fell off the bed and sat on the ground.
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