Luo Yu'an has a separate room in the shrine courtyard, but she doesn't spend most of her time in that room. Instead, she prefers to stay in the shrine. This mysterious and scary place for others makes her feel most at ease.
The cold-hearted Shishin, with a cold face, did things that were not cold at all, and even seemed to show some clinging meaning.
Luo Yu'an occasionally returned to her room to rest quietly at night, but before long, she would feel that the clan god quietly floated from the shrine to her room, floated to her side, without saying a word, just floating beside her, and then she was hooked back to the shrine to accompany him.
If he was so afraid of loneliness, how did he get through such a long time in the past? Luo Yu'an held the white sleeve and returned to the shrine, looking at the statue of the god sitting there motionless all night. When she didn't take the initiative to do something, the god was in this state. When she made some movements, the god would be attracted by her, as if the statue came alive.
Every time she saw the god's divine appearance, Luo Yu'an felt an indescribable excitement in her heart. The long night was like a long life. She leaned her head on the god's knees, curled up beside him, and listened to the rustling of the night wind outside.
She touched the sleeve of Shi Shen and reached in to explore aimlessly. She touched his hand and arm. Under this white clothes, his body was not much different from that of an ordinary human being most of the time, but no one dared to covet or explore it. Luo Yu'an quietly touched his hand in his sleeve, thinking of the countless red lines that wriggled out of his sleeve when she first saw him, and was a little curious about where those red lines came from.
Hidden in the body? Or hidden in the arms
Since she was not stopped, she slowly groped her way in. Fortunately, the sleeves were wide, so she could do whatever she wanted. As she groped, she put both arms in, and suddenly, she felt that the arm she was stroking disappeared!
Suddenly, her freed hands were tied up by the thread in her sleeves, and the feeling of being bound was very vivid. She was startled and half sat up, and without thinking, she pulled her hands out of her white sleeves, and sure enough, her hands were tied with dense red threads.
The evil red thread that could cut a person into pieces before was now tied around her fingers and arms like an ordinary red thread, with many loose knots or bows.
Ujigami closed his eyes.
"Second brother?" Luo Yu'an shook the red lines in his hands, but they did not move.
She laughed unconsciously, pulled aside her wide sleeves and put her head right in - she wanted to see what was inside.
The red threads were tangled in the white world and she couldn't find where they came from. She tried to grab the red threads and sort them out, and saw that they suddenly began to wriggle as if they had life.
"ah!"
The wife, whose body was mostly covered by the sleeves, let out a playful cry and pulled herself out of the sleeves with messy hair. Ujigami took a look and closed his eyes again, as if it was not his fault.
This time, not only her hands and arms, but also her neck and hair were all covered with red strings. Luo Yu'an's neat and tidy hair was tied into bows with red strings in a mess, which looked extremely funny.
Raising her hand and touching her hair, she felt that her second brother, who looked so indifferent, must be smiling in his heart.
"Brother, it's tied into a knot and can't be untied." She tried for a long time but failed to untie the threads in her hands. If it was an ordinary tangled ball of thread, she would have untied it long ago with her patience. However, these threads had life. The more she tried to untie them, the tighter they became. It was obvious that they were deliberately trying to prevent her from untying them.
"Second brother?"
"Hahaha!" Luo Yu'an laughed, because the red strings were touching her ears, which made her feel a little itchy. She dived into Shi Shen's arms and rubbed her head aimlessly, almost getting into Shi Shen's clothes. The red strings finally untied themselves and returned to her sleeves in an orderly manner.
Luo Yu'an finally got rid of the entanglement of the red thread, and reached out to touch Shi Shen's hand, taking the flawless hand out of his sleeve.
"Second brother, where did the red thread come from?"
As if to answer her question, the hand on her palm suddenly spread out into a thin red thread.
Bright colors, soft and silky like running water. Luo Yu'an followed the red thread, not knowing what he was thinking, and made a wishful knot with it.
Ah, I accidentally tied my second brother’s hand.
Shishen opened his eyes and looked at her, looking at the bright red Ruyi knot.
Luo Yu'an held the Ruyi knot, guessing which part of the hand it was, and felt a little uneasy, "Second brother can restore it to its original state, right?"
Then she was pulled into that chaotic black world and met the smiling Shi Shen. This place was the world inside the Shi Shen's statue, and it was the source of his power. Luo Yu'an had never been here except for her wedding and the time after that. She guessed that there was something special about this place.
Being pulled in suddenly, Luo Yu'an saw the gentle and smiling Shishen, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
"What a naughty wife." Ujigami picked her up and joked with a smile.
"I learned it from my second brother." Luo Yu'an hugged him back and held him tightly. She used to depend on her sister, and she was always in a position of care and protection. The word "naughty" was far from her. It was a privilege that only came with being spoiled. But now, unconsciously, she has changed a little.
"I would have died a long time ago, and you gave me new life." Luo Yu'an looked down at the clan god who was holding him, holding his face and kissing him devoutly.
Sometimes she would have a terrible greed, wanting to monopolize him, even devour him and melt him.
Ujigami tilted his head slightly when she kissed him, raised his hand to separate his wife's head, and said with some emotion and helplessness: "Here, too intense emotions will infect me. Relax a little, An, you don't want to be melted and swallowed by me, right?"
Luo Yu'an stared at him without blinking, licked his lips, "... I want to."
Ujigami: “…”
Luo Yu'an: "I now feel that even if I was swallowed up and turned into nutrients, it would be fine." At least, it is better than dying in prison by the judge's execution.
"You are such a little kid." Ujigami let her head rest on his shoulder and patted her back, "My wife who has been waiting for me for so long, please cherish yourself."
Luo Yu'an woke up from the shrine and found a wish-fulfilling knot wrapped around her hand, which she had woven yesterday with the red thread of the clan god. The bright red and beautiful thread was wrapped around her wrist like an exquisite bracelet.
The days in the old house were regular and isolated from the world. Suddenly, when he left the old house, walked through the forest and returned to the prosperous modern city, Luo Yu'an suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He was not used to the place where he had lived for more than 20 years.
She went back to Yulin District this time to visit her sister's grave. Because it was her sister's birthday, she brought her sister's favorite flowers and made a small cake. The cake style was chosen by Shishen, who watched her finish the cake and put it together. He also sent her to the door of the old house and touched her face before letting her go out, probably because he felt that she was a little depressed.
It was not a regular tomb-sweeping festival, so there were very few people in the huge cemetery in Yulin District. After entering the cemetery entrance, she walked for a long time without meeting anyone. Only Ming Hui accompanied her, holding an umbrella for her to block the sun.
Ming Hui is quieter than Ming Huang, and is meticulous in her work. She holds an umbrella for fear that she might accidentally get exposed to the sun. On a sunny day, a place like a cemetery no longer has the gloomy feeling it used to have. Luo Yu'an walks forward slowly, holding the flowers and carrying the cake, looking at the rows of stone tablets around him illuminated by the sun, and is a little distracted.
A boy of about 18 or 19 was walking towards them. He was tall and handsome. When he saw them, he stepped aside. Suddenly, his eyes stopped at Ming Hui and he called out uncertainly, "Qin Ming Hui?"
Ming Hui looked up in surprise, "Qin Zhi!"
Luo Yu'an was very sensitive to the surname Qin. Hearing that the boy's surname was Qin and that he knew Ming Hui, he immediately guessed that he was also a member of the Qin clan. However, the Qin family used characters to rank the generations, so all names were three characters long. If he was of the same generation as Ming Hui, there should be a Ming in the middle of his name, but his name was two characters long.
A flash of doubt flashed through his mind, and Luo Yu'an stopped and considerately let Ming Hui chat with him for a few words.
"I heard that you were chosen as a candidate for the clan daughter. Why are you here?"
Ming Hui did not mention Luo Yu'an's identity, but only said vaguely: "I am here to visit the grave with a sister. What about you? Are you here to visit the grave as well?"
Qin Zhi: “Yeah.”
Ming Hui glanced at Luo Yu'an and asked another question: "How are you doing recently? I heard that you graduated with good grades. You should have been arranged a job by the clan after graduation, right?"
Qin Zhi was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "No, but it doesn't matter."
After a brief conversation, the two passed each other.
Luo Yu'an glanced back, smiled and asked in a low voice: "Is he your classmate?"
Ming Hui blushed a little, "Well, the young people in our Qin family usually go to school in the family's private school. Oh, by the way, his name is Qin Zhi, and he is also from our Qin family."
Luo Yu'an: "Really? Qin Zhi? This is the first time I've seen a two-character name."
Ming Hui was hesitant to speak after hearing her say this, and stammered, "His branch is quite special. Hundreds of years ago, they have only had two-character names, and they are not included in our generational ranking. There are very few people in their branch, and they have always been on the edge of the family. Now he is the only one left."
Speaking of this, Minghui showed a little sympathy.
Qin Zhi walked to the entrance of the cemetery without showing any abnormality. Instead of leaving immediately, he quickly found a car parked nearby. Thinking of the person standing under the black umbrella he had just seen, he confirmed the person's identity in his heart. That should be the lady who had been rumored in the clan recently, the wife chosen by the clan god.
Such a cold-blooded and inhuman ghost also has a wife like a human. Does it know human love? It's ridiculous! Qin Zhi lowered his eyes, rubbed the phone in his pocket, and finally took it out and sent a few messages.
Luo Yu'an placed flowers and cakes in front of her sister's grave, stared at the photo of her smiling face, and couldn't help but touch it with her hand. Although they are both dead, they are completely different. The dead cannot meet each other, and regrets cannot be made up.
In the suicide note left by my sister, she kept apologizing and saying sorry to her, saying that she was the only one she cared about when she left this world.
"Don't worry about Sister. She is doing well. I hope Xiaojing is doing well too."
At noon, when the sun was at its brightest, Ming Hui walked out of the cemetery and asked, "Sister An, are we going back now?"
"No, let's go buy some things first. It's rare for me to come out." Luo Yu'an said, and suddenly heard a burst of arrogant shouting.
"You bastard, if you have the guts, run away! Run! You've offended me and you still want to hide. I can't kill you!"
A young man with silver-gray hair and several thugs gathered at the corner of the cemetery, cursing and fighting. Luo Yu'an followed their kicking movements and saw Qin Zhi, whom he had just met, curled up on the ground, groaning in pain.