The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 1 Nightmare haunted
It was raining in the sky, and the breeze blew wildly with the fine wiper, flapping the window, and there were few branches and shadows outside the window, while inside the window, the red bed was warm.

The lighted candles illuminate the hall with a faint light, illuminating the celebration in the room.

Under the big red flower quilt, lay a delicate figure lying under her body, her wedding robe spread out.

A cold hand slowly touched the slippery skin, causing goose bumps where it passed.

Cold, so cold that the seams of the bones seemed to have got into the cold wind.

It was like an ice cube sticking to her, covering her, making her unable to struggle no matter what.

"I will marry you, soon..."

Someone was blowing in her ear, whispering something, and that hand was exerting force...

"Duran! Get up and answer the question!"

Du Ran, who was sleeping on the table, woke up suddenly, breathing heavily, her pretty face was dyed crimson, and under the scorching heat, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

The old fan above his head was still whirling around, Du Ran stood up subconsciously, and looked at the displeased teacher on the podium.

"Where did this poem come from?"

Du Ran spoke mechanically and answered a perfect answer. The teacher nodded in satisfaction and ordered her to sit down.

Du Ran, who sat down again, was still in a trance. Xiao Li, who was at the side, came up to him and whispered, "Xiao Ran, why are you asleep? The old aunt has been staring at you for a long time, and she only woke you up to see if you were awake."

Du Ran showed an unnatural smile, and said, "I'm fine, I haven't been sleeping well recently."

Xiao Li had no doubts, "The college entrance examination is coming soon, don't be too tired, anyway, with your grades, you will be fine!"

Du Ran just nodded silently, picked up the pen, and barely concentrated on listening to the class, but his body was restless.

Du Ran, who had attended a physiology and hygiene class, naturally understood her reaction. She pursed her lips and looked ashamed.

She had that dream again, dreaming of that wedding room.

Ever since she agreed to the conditions of the Shen family and got engaged to a memorial tablet for her mother's medical expenses a month ago, this nightmare has been repeated and haunted her over and over again.

In the dream, she was wearing a beautiful wedding gown, lying on the big red flower quilt, and there was a person pressing on her body, doing whatever she wanted to her, and that cold hand tortured her for countless days and nights.

Several times, she tried to see the man's face clearly, but she couldn't see clearly, as if covered in a layer of fog, groggy, unable to struggle, leaving her with only that burst of indescribable joy.

"Tear--"

The sound of paper being cut brought Du Ran's mind back, she lowered her head, and at some point she wrote a line of words in the notebook.

'I'll marry you soon...'

The last stroke even tore through the paper with great force, but she didn't realize it at all.

"S."

Du Ran tore off the page and held it tightly in her hands. She squeezed so hard that her fingers turned white, but her face was no longer blush, it was frighteningly white.

"Xiaoran, are you okay?"

Du Ran shook his head with difficulty, and let out a deep breath, just at that moment the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

"I'm going to the toilet."

Du Ran took out the tissue and put it in his pocket, stuffed it together with the ball of paper, got up to go to the bathroom, Xiao Li behind him looked puzzled.

Du Ran who walked into the toilet quickly closed the door, leaned against the toilet door and squatted down slowly.

She took out the ball of paper, threw it into the pit, and then pressed the flush button. After seeing it washed away, Du Ran heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground slumped.

Suddenly, Du Ran felt sticky under her body, and her palm-sized face turned completely pale instantly. She pressed her lips tightly, took out a tissue, and wiped it stiffly, even as if she was extremely disgusted, she used it With all the strength, that place was rubbed red, and his face was extremely ugly.

How could Du Ran not understand what caused such a physiological reaction?

She had thought that this was just an experience that every restless adolescent girl would have—an erotic dream, but her dream was more real, like going through a wedding night with a special charm.

But she had the same dream day and night, and the person in the dream was so provocative to her that Du Ran couldn't bear it at all, and there were thick dark circles under her eyes, which made it so troublesome that even in class, she was still having that dream.

Du Ran let out a foul breath, got up and patted his face, ordering himself not to think too much, it was just a dream.At this moment, it's not her turn to think about anything else.She tidied up her clothes and was about to open the door to leave when she heard a click.

It was as if something had locked the door.

Du Ran's face changed drastically. She pushed the door open, but she couldn't open it no matter what. The door was locked!

With a "crash", a basin of cold water fell from the sky, drenching Du Ran's entire body, dripping with water.

"Hmph, let you be proud, the famous three-good student, you just stay inside obediently!"

An arrogant laugh slowly faded away with the sound of stomping footsteps. It was... Jiang Dandan's voice.

And Du Ran's heart sank instantly.

(End of this chapter)