In the cold air, there was a faint black air. Fu Xueman was hiding herself, so no one could see her. After Lu Fei and Wang Zijun entered the room, she said in an unhappy tone, "Why don't you change into new clothes as a groom?"
I walked quickly westward and said, "Let's talk after we leave town." It was not too late now. If someone passed by here and heard her nonsense, they would be scared to death.
After leaving the town and walking southwest to the river bank, there was no light here and it was pitch black everywhere. Even the black air could not be seen clearly.
Fu Xueman snorted and said, "Fortunately, I'm prepared. I asked the owner of Lebusishuyuan to help us prepare wedding dresses. Let's go quickly. The boss said that the third quarter of the night is an auspicious time. There are still two hours left. Don't miss the time."
Shit, it's 3:45 PM, which is 12:45, exactly 15 minutes away from 1:00. It seems that there is no hope of evading the records of the underworld. I didn't answer, but walked forward along the river bank, deliberately walking very slowly to waste time.
"Hurry up, what's going on? Are you planning something bad?" Fu Xueman seemed to see through my thoughts.
"Why rush? I have to save some energy to enter the bridal chamber."
"Bah, what impure thoughts are in your mind." She said with a smile.
Don't mention it, these words spoken with a smile and anger made my heart flutter. This bitch is really good at seducing men.
"We're getting married soon, so what's the purity in wanting to go to bed? I've remained a virgin for twenty-five years, but it's a pity that you're not a virgin anymore. You're really at a loss!" I said angrily as I walked.
"Whether I am a virgin or not, it was all your fault. You made me pregnant. You are such a heartless person, and you are now blaming me for something else." Fu Xueman said angrily.
Fuck him, who is blaming me? Do you think I will believe your lies if I haven't recovered my memory? The child you said is probably Fan Xiaobing's bastard child, and has nothing to do with me. You are such a slut. I wish I could take out my copper coins and kill her.
I pretended to be half-believing and half-doubting and said, "Is that so? That's better. Otherwise, I would feel uncomfortable being a leftover cuckold."
"Stop talking nonsense and walk quickly." She said and pushed me.
This bitch's grip was quite strong, and I stumbled forward and almost fell to the ground. I took a few quick steps forward, then slowed down again, but as soon as I slowed down, she would push me, so I had to walk quickly forward. If I continued walking like this, I would probably arrive in less than half an hour. I touched my nose and decided to think of a way to delay time.
When I got to the bridge, I sat down, took off my shoes, rubbed my feet and said, "I've been running a lot these past two days. My feet can't take it anymore. I need to rest for a while."
"Are you annoying? Do you really want to marry me? You're always hesitating. You don't act like a groom at all." Fu Xueman said resentfully in the dark.
"Please, I'm going to be a bridegroom, not to the execution ground. If I don't have the strength to enter the bridal chamber, won't my wedding night be wasted and I will regret it for the rest of my life?" I said in my heart, whoever can let me waste my wedding night, I will kowtow to him and thank him.
"Okay, I'll give you five minutes to rest."
Five minutes passed quickly, but I felt that time was still too slow. In the blink of an eye, an hour would have passed. Fu Xueman had a strong sense of time and started to urge me to get on the road. I felt that this road was really a hell road. It was really unpleasant. I stood up reluctantly, and suddenly looked up and saw the moon in the sky. I suddenly had an idea and said, "It's such a beautiful night. It would be a waste if we don't cultivate our relationship. How about I recite a poem to you?"
Fu Xueman was about to push me, and just as her hand touched my shoulder, she pulled it back when she heard this. She asked a little excitedly, "Do you still remember that I like poetry?"
"I remember, I remember you liked Pushkin. Unfortunately, I have forgotten all the sentences of foreign poets, and I only remember the works of our Chinese poets." I saw that this method was effective, so why not flatter her with all my strength? But I really can't remember a single foreign poem, otherwise I can remember a few sentences and spend more time.
"Our Chinese ancient and modern poetry is also very outstanding. I especially like the romanticism of Li Bai..."
Li Bai, I remember several of his poems, so I started to recite "The moon shines brightly before my bed, I wonder if it is frost on the ground..."
Fu Xueman chuckled: "Why are you so unromantic? A three-year-old child can recite this poem. If you want to recite something, you should recite "Drinking Alone Under the Moon."
Damn, I forgot this poem, I just remember the two lines: "I raise my cup to invite the bright moon, and my shadow and I become three people." I touched my nose, and after a long time I couldn't remember what the first two lines were, so I recited: "I raise my cup to invite the bright moon..."
Fu Xueman interrupted me immediately: "This is not the beginning sentence. Listen to me. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a lover. I raise the cup to invite the bright moon, and my shadow and I become three people. The moon does not know how to drink, and the shadow only follows me. I will stay with the moon and the shadow for a while, and enjoy myself while spring comes. I sing and the moon lingers, I dance and the shadow is scattered. We enjoy each other when we are awake, and we go our separate ways when we are drunk. We will always be together, and meet each other in the distant Milky Way." She finished reading the poem and remained silent for a long time, as if she was intoxicated. Thinking of her intoxication, I got goose bumps all over my body.
I didn't say anything either, pretending to be intoxicated. After a long while, she said quietly, "It's rare that you can listen to me reading poems so quietly, so please read me one, as long as it's not Quiet Night Thoughts."
Oh, then I'll think about it. Who knows? After thinking about it, except for "Quiet Night Thoughts", I can't remember the whole poem. I scratched my head. I have to read it. If I read it wrong, she will correct me, which can also waste time. I read: "The sun sets behind the mountains..."
"Pfft." She laughed again: "What's your memory? This is not Li Bai's poem, it's Wang Zhihuan's. But I like it too, just read it to me."
My old face suddenly felt hot, but luckily it was night, so she couldn't see me blushing. I cleared my throat and recited: "The sun sets over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to eat shabu-shabu, please go upstairs!" Oh my god, the last two sentences were from a crosstalk, and I remembered them so clearly that I could recite them out without thinking.
Fu Xueman immediately snorted coldly, destroying the atmosphere that had just been created. She said in a cold voice: "I understand, you are playing a trick on me. Are you trying to delay time on purpose? Go away!" She pushed me hard and almost pushed me into the river.
Damn, who is this crosstalk, it really messed me up. No matter what I said afterwards, she refused to listen. As long as I slowed down, she pushed and shoved me, and I couldn't slow down even if I wanted to.
At 11:30, we arrived outside Tanzi Village. In the darkness, we looked towards the deep pit, which looked like the entrance to hell. It made us shudder. Alas, if you are in the underworld, you will inevitably get stabbed. Since you can't avoid it, you just have to stretch your neck and wait for it!
"The bride and groom are here, play the music!"