Chapter 515: The love in the previous life was not long-lived, and we parted in this life
"Yes!"
Zhou Xiaoqian nodded repeatedly. "The attic contains all the things I have left unused over the years. No one goes there except me. I have never seen this photo before, and it suddenly appeared in the attic."
"Hmm."
Huo Qinghuang nodded and said, "This is just like when something you couldn't find suddenly appears in front of you..."
[Fuck! Who in my family understands this? I was looking for the fan remote control yesterday but couldn’t find it. Today I found it in the bedside table. The problem is, I searched the bedside table three times but still couldn’t find the remote control! ]
[And me! Last time I bought a cabinet, I installed it myself to save money, but I couldn't find the screwdriver I just used. I installed it in the living room, and I put the screwdriver at my feet, but it disappeared. I searched the living room but couldn't find it! I suspect it went to work in another world. Laugh and cry jip.]
[Also, last time I combed my daughter’s hair, I put the comb on the dining table and couldn’t find it anymore. I suspect there’s a ghost in the house!]
PS: The above is the personal experience of the stupid author...
[Even screwdrivers can travel through time these days? 】
[What? From what you said, the photo really appeared suddenly, and it wasn't forgotten in the attic by Zhou Xiaoqian? ]
[I don't know. Let's hear the host's explanation.]
Huo Qinghuang glanced at the comments for a few seconds before slowly speaking and explaining:
"To explain this phenomenon scientifically, you could call it 'spatial dislocation'."
"It is also known as 'leyline deviation' or 'aura interference'."
"When the energy field of a place is unstable, certain items will be briefly 'sucked' into another dimension and 'spit out' at a certain point in time."
"Like fallen leaves in the water, sometimes they are swept away by the whirlpool, and sometimes they are washed back to where they came from."
"And the photo that appeared in your attic was probably once 'sucked in' and now 'spit out'."
Zhou Xiaoqian's face turned pale, but she couldn't help asking, "What about the unscientific explanation?"
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room froze instantly.
A piece of barrage floated across the screen:
[Don’t ask, I feel like what I’m going to say next will scare people to death…]
[I don’t dare to look at the next second, but I can’t control myself...]
"That's unscientific..."
Huo Qinghuang looked at her deeply and said slowly: "The unscientific explanation is that your husband died before you got married in your previous life, and then you held the spirit tablet and bowed in the hall. Your husband couldn't bear to leave you, so he didn't reincarnate and stayed with you until he found you in this life and followed you here."
Zhou Xiaoqian: “…”
The live broadcast room completely exploded:
[What the hell!! What kind of fatalistic statement is this! ]
【I got goosebumps! 】
[Are you serious, host? ? ]
[This is more exciting than a horror movie! ]
Zhou Xiaoqian was stunned by this series of news.
So she was a widow her whole life in her previous life, and a widow of a wealthy family?
wrong!
If that man had always been guarding her, then she should have been able to see him when she died in her previous life, right?
Why doesn’t the man go to reincarnate with them?
Zhou Xiaoqian thought so and asked.
"Well, I'll have to ask the guy in the photo."
Huo Qinghuang raised her eyebrows and looked at the photo in the barrage with a smile: "Are you coming down by yourself, or do you want me to invite you down?"
The air seemed to freeze.
The live broadcast room fell into an eerie silence.
Then……
The groom in the ghost marriage photo suddenly moved!
He slowly turned his head, his dark eyes staring straight at the camera.
[Oh shit!!! The photo moved!!!]
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[I almost died from not being able to catch my breath! ]
[Help! I can’t bear to look at any old photos now!
[Don’t ask, the answer is that I almost got myself killed while watching a live broadcast! ]
Zhou Xiaoqian screamed and almost dropped her phone to the ground.
Fortunately, she knew that during the video call, the anchor might be her life-saving straw, so she picked up the phone reflexively.
"Anchor, no, Master..."
Zhou Xiaoqian's voice was trembling, almost crying, "He...he just now, he really moved! I saw him turn his head!"
Her face was as pale as paper, and her whole body seemed to have no bones left, lying limply on the sofa, as if she would collapse at any second.
Huo Qinghuang's expression remained unchanged. She lightly pinched with her fingertips and a golden light flowed in her palm.
Her eyes were indifferent and her tone was very calm:
"Don't be afraid."
"He's watching you, but he's not trying to hurt you."
"It's just that I'm too persistent."
She paused and spoke slowly: "Zhou Xiaoqian, have you noticed that you keep having the same dream recently? In the dream, someone is holding your hand, and you are getting married in a big blue brick and tile house."
Zhou Xiaoqian's pupils suddenly shrank, and she nodded with trembling lips: "How, how did you know? I have never told anyone about this dream..."
The live broadcast room fell silent instantly.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for Huo Qinghuang's next words.
"That was your previous life."
Huo Qinghuang spoke slowly, her expression very calm, "He died two days before your wedding. He was hacked to pieces by robbers. You didn't see his soul after he died in your previous life because he didn't look very good. He hid himself because he was afraid that he would scare you."
"And the reason why he showed up now is even simpler. Because he is not a fierce ghost, his power accumulates slowly. It was not until the recent great changes in the world that he got some opportunities and his power increased greatly, so he was able to move the photos to your attic."
Zhou Xiaoqian was already in tears, and asked tremblingly: "Then...what should I do now?"
Huo Qinghuang looked at the camera, as if she was also looking at the "groom" through the screen.
"You have to tell him—you remember him."
"Then ask him to put it down."
"Only in this way can you both be safe."
Zhou Xiaoqian took a deep breath with trembling hands, and mustered up the courage to look at the ghost marriage photo.
"I don't know your name, but in my dream, I, I remember you."
Her voice choked with sobs, "I remember the red candles that day, and I remember you holding my hand..."
The photo suddenly trembled violently, and a hint of tenderness and relief emerged in the groom's originally empty eyes.
He smiled gently, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he finally understood her feelings.
Huo Qinghuang's eyes flashed slightly, and the next moment, she flicked her fingertips, and a ray of golden light pierced through the screen like a sharp sword, accurately hitting the center of the groom's eyebrows in the photo.
Black mist suddenly overflowed from the empty eye sockets, and the groom in red in the photo actually "crawled" out of the frame, turning into a translucent shadow standing behind Zhou Xiaoqian.
He wore a melon-shaped hat, a buttoned jacket, and a bright red silk ribbon around his waist, which was exactly the attire he had worn when he was buried.
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