my fairy fiancee

Chapter 2 Destined, Borrowing a Contract
The night is getting deeper and deeper, the lights are flickering—————

Tonight, maybe it's a coincidence of fate, maybe it's a predestined fate, or maybe God is tired of watching the plot of being hit by a car and dying...

Anyway, that's how it happened.

Under Zhao Yi's comatose street lamp, with the help of the dim street lamp, he could vaguely see something.

It was a long red dress, very bright, like blood.

The owner of this long dress has long black hair, very long, one meter long, reaching to her waist, spreading out to cover her face; it is very black, as dark as the night, making it even more coquettish and charming.

This illusory woman, like the female ghost described in many stories, has a tall figure, coquettish clothes, smooth black straight hair, and a long dress stained red with human blood.

She stood quietly under the street lamp, her eyes could not be seen because her hair covered her face, but her head was slightly lowered at this time. If she was looking straight like a normal human being, then she should be looking at Follow Zhao Yi.

It was already late at night, and there was no one on the street, not even the cars passing by.

The figure in the red skirt under the dim light was still quiet. She stood in front of Zhao Yi with her head slightly lowered, and she did nothing. Such a still movement had lasted for an hour.

Zhao Yi lay there, motionless, blood was still flowing from his broken body.

Everything was very quiet, and the sound of blood spreading on the ground could be heard so quietly.

There is a very wonderful phenomenon in the world, called "Back to the Light", it sounds very mysterious, and it often appears in various movies and soap operas.

As for reality, I really don't know if there is such a thing.

This phenomenon is like a ghost, which is unbelievable, but it cannot be completely denied.

Tonight, there are ghosts, just under the street lights; and the phenomenon of backlighting does not disappoint

— it happened.

The so-called fate may be so magical, everything that happens at this moment is fate.

Everything tonight, these things, these people or things will happen or meet at some point.

Whether it's the sleepy long-distance driver, or the drunk Zhao Yi, or the female ghost under the dim light, or even a sudden...resurrection.

"Sizzle..."

An extremely slight, inaudible sound sounded in this dim light.

Zhao Yi, who was lying on the ground, moved his arm slightly.

One of his eyes was slightly trembling, revealing extreme pain and endless desire to survive.

One of his hands instinctively grasped towards the sky. This hand was tied with a red rope, which was given to him by Dong Yiting three years ago, and he still wore it all the time.

He is like a drowning man, eager to catch a straw that can float.But there is no straw after all, but the female ghost does have one hand.

The fuzzy red figure bent down, revealing a pale, slender arm.

The arms are pale, and her hands are also pale, and very skinny and slender.

The pale and bony palm slowly opened, and slowly approached the survival palm that was trying to grab the sky, and the two palms touched lightly.

At the moment of touching, the desire to survive made Zhao Yi try hard to hold the skinny and pale hand. He couldn't feel any skinny feeling, and he couldn't feel any coldness. At this moment, he only knew that this hand was save him.

"help me……"

It was a delicate word he uttered with the last of his strength.

The sound is really subtle. If it is placed in a normal environment, then if you don't lean against his mouth, you will definitely not be able to hear any sound.

Fortunately, the surrounding environment was extremely quiet at this time, and the figure in the red skirt heard it.

Her extremely long black hair covered her entire face, but at this moment, for some reason, she could always feel that she was smiling, and it was a very slight smile.

Her blurred figure moved, three thousand blue hair fluttered lightly, and the red skirt swayed lightly. At this moment, she was like the supreme and noble empress of the dynasty...

It's just that you can't see the face.

"You, are you willing to give me half your life?"

The voice behind the long black hair was very low and very small.

She obviously looks like a female ghost, but her voice doesn't have the slightest feeling of being cold and hoarse, on the contrary, it's very pleasant to the ear.

If the most beautiful voice in the Eastern Region of the Earth today is Dong Yiting, then the voice of this "female ghost" is almost as beautiful as her.

However, from her beautiful voice, it is not difficult to hear that there is also a trace of fatigue mixed in it.

At this time, no matter how beautiful the voice was, it was already irrelevant to Zhao Yi's ears. He only knew in his consciousness that he was about to die, and he could only call for help instinctively.

"help me……"

There was still an indistinct sound in his mouth, and his hand was tightly holding the other pale hand.

"Are you afraid to respond to me when you say this?"

Behind the straight black hair that covered the face of the female ghost, a pleasant voice came out again.

"puff!"

However, Zhao Yi couldn't hear it at all, he had reached his limit.

Suddenly a mouthful of blood spewed out, and the blood spurting action caused his head to move up and down, very much like a nodding in agreement.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Zhao Yi passed out again because his head hit the ground.

However, his unintentional and very coincidental action directly made the ghost in the red dress think that he agreed.

"Since you are willing to borrow half of my life, I will protect you for the rest of your life until your life is exhausted."

She was motionless and spoke in a low voice.

The other pale hand was gently raised in mid-air, and a blank sheet of paper appeared out of nowhere without warning. She let go of the blank sheet of paper, allowing it to slide down gently.

The white paper slid down very slowly, but landed precisely in the pool of blood that Zhao Yi bleeds.

The moment the white paper fell into the bloody water, Zhao Yi's blood suddenly seemed to come alive, and all of it quickly gathered on the paper.

Slowly, two paragraphs of text appeared on this white paper. The font of these two paragraphs of text was compiled with the ancient text of a certain big country on the earth.

Like an oath:
"I am willing to give you half my life as a price, and I am willing to be a vessel until death. If you violate it, you will be punished by thunder." This is the first paragraph.

There is a blank space after this text, which seems to be used for signing names.

"What is your name? Please put your pen down here."

The female ghost in the red dress looked at the blank space behind the first paragraph and continued to ask Zhao Yifa.

She seemed a little silly, Zhao Yi was already in a coma, but she was still asking.

However, there are also many people who have said that the IQ of a person who turns into a ghost after death will become very low.

Maybe it was for this reason that she was a little stupid.

Seeing that the humans on the ground did not answer her question, the female ghost in the red dress waited quietly for 5 minutes before making any other movements.

She squatted down and stroked Zhao Yi's forehead with her pale hand, and an ethereal white breath followed her palm into Zhao Yi's head.

A few seconds later, she withdrew her hand, dipped a little of Zhao Yi's blood with her finger, and wrote two words behind the first paragraph of text on the blood-stained paper.

This is the name of the human lying on the ground - Zhao Yi.

After writing these two words, the finger of the ghost in the red dress was stained with blood again, and she wanted to sign after the second paragraph.

"I am willing to keep you in this life, and never leave until you die. If you disobey, ten thousand calamities will be added to your body."——This is the second paragraph of text.

Also, there is a blank space behind the text, which is used for signature.

The female ghost's bloody finger fell down and wrote two words on it - Yuxi.

That should be her name.

Yes, it seems that there is still hope, and he is not completely stupid, at least he remembers his name.

From the four characters she wrote, it can be seen that she must have been a talented woman during her lifetime, because the shape of these four characters is comparable to that of a calligrapher from a great ancient country on Earth.

Just as she finished writing the last stroke and moved her finger away, the next moment, the blood-colored paper suddenly miraculously flew into the air.

"call out!"

It broke through the air, from zero meters to several thousand meters in a few seconds, and then exploded suddenly at the altitude of several thousand meters.

"boom!"

Just like brilliant fireworks, the colorful fire is gorgeous and charming, but it is many times larger than fireworks, and its flames cover the entire sky and spread to kilometers.

At this moment, the people in this city are all looking up, their hearts are full of shock.

Even the people who were still watching the concert in Linhai University at this time turned their eyes away from the beautiful and dazzling Dong Yiting one after another, watching the fireworks thousands of kilometers in the sky, and screaming.

Even Dong Yiting on the stage stopped singing suddenly, looking at the sky not far away, her eyes were shocked for a moment, and then returned to calmness, revealing nostalgia and a little sadness in the plainness.

This city is where she parted from him. If he is still here, he must be looking up at the same fireworks as her somewhere...

Memories...the past...

(End of this chapter)