Just as I was filled with confusion, a wooden chair appeared before me.
When I saw the chair, my heart began to race.
Because in my dream, I was trapped in this very place!
Thinking of this made me want to escape.
But my legs wouldn’t obey me.
With a thud!
I found myself sitting on the wooden chair.
In that instant,
the scenery before me suddenly changed!
I realized I seemed to have arrived at the scene of a fifteen-year-old girl!
At that moment, I saw a young girl tied to the wooden chair.
Her mouth was stuffed with white cloth, and her face was streaked with tears.
I wanted to wipe away her tears, but I found myself unable to touch her.
Immediately after,
a red cloth covered her face.
Several Old Women pulled her away from the house.
I wanted to chase after them, but I felt my feet were out of control.
It was as if something was pulling my body, trailing behind the wedding procession.
And so, I walked along with the Old Women.
Before long, I arrived at the Old Mayor's residence at the Li Family Dam.
When I saw the house, I realized it was completely different from what I had seen before.
Although the general structure remained unchanged, its color had turned red.
Two red lanterns hung on the door, swaying in the wind.
The Old Women led the girl through the corridor and into the Rear Hall.
When I saw the arrangement of the Rear Hall, I was taken aback.
It had turned into a Wedding Hall!
An elderly man with white hair sat at the main seat, looking just like the Old Mayor!
The Old Women brought the girl before the old man.
" Auspicious Time has arrived!"
"The Bride and Groom are here to wed!"
Hearing this, I was startled.
What?
A wedding?
Could it be—
This is a wedding ceremony?
Just as I was puzzled, a man slowly walked in.
He was dressed in a red wedding dress, looking handsome and dashing.
The only strange thing was that his legs hung suspended in the air, his body being held up by two men.
His movements were incredibly stiff.
I could tell that he seemed to be dead!
This wedding was not an ordinary ceremony; it was a ghost marriage ritual!
At this moment, my heart was filled with fear.
Yet, I could do nothing.
I could only quietly watch everything unfold before me.
The bride was being forced down by several old women, bowing to the groom in a traditional ceremony.
Although I knew this was a ghost marriage, the scene before me still filled me with intense discomfort.
Tears streamed down uncontrollably.
As the couple bowed to each other, the groom was gently guided toward the bride.
They stood facing one another.
By the light of the candles, I finally got a clear look at the groom's face.
When his features came into view, I was taken aback.
Because I was all too familiar with that face!
It was—
Wang Zhan!?
When Wang Zhan's face appeared before me, I was startled.
Though his face was painted with pale makeup, and his half-closed eyes were only streaked with crimson veins,
I could still recognize him—
This man was indeed Wang Zhan!
Seeing this scene, I was completely stunned.
What?
Wang Zhan is the groom?
How is that possible?
As I puzzled over this, the image of Wang Zhan floated into my mind.
He had shared meals with me, investigated alongside me, and returned to Li Family Dam with me.
Everything felt so real.
But now,
I was seeing him at the wedding of the Fifteen-Year-Old Girl!
How could this be?
Could it be that Wang Zhan had already died?
Was the current Wang Zhan merely his ghost?
At this thought, I felt completely bewildered.
I had no idea what had actually happened.
Nor did I know who Wang Zhan truly was.
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