The Heartless Mage Chapter 15: very frightened

Wuxin never came back, so Crescent Moon moved a small bench and waited in the dark night. Master Gu had a pair of big steamed buns dangling in front of him, squatting aside with a cigarette in his mouth to accompany her. Seeing Crescent Moon absent-mindedly looking out of the hospital, he said without a word: "Master always has a business, but it's really unsafe to leave you, a big girl, at home in the middle of the night."

Crescent Moon ignored him.

Master Gu glanced at her sideways, it was dark, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see his figure clearly: "I said, you are too old, Master didn't want to find someone for you? No matter how good the girl is, You can't support it for a lifetime, can you?"

Crescent Moon finally said, "I'm not his sister. We only met a while ago. I don't have a home, and neither does he. We agreed that we'll get married in two days."

As soon as Master Gu heard this, he felt brokenhearted on the spot, and the cigarettes were extinguished: "Ah? Are you two brothers and sisters?"

Crescent Moon shook her head: "No."

Wuxin squatted in the wilderness, holding the top half of his head in both hands. With pity, he touched the short hair and eyebrows above his head, and in vain he tried to buckle it back. His brain was dripping down his neck, and he was still in pain.

He was cold, tired, and in pain like he had fallen into a sea of ​​fire. He wanted to go home and let Crescent Moon wipe the hot towel for himself, but before he could stand up, half of his head fell to the ground by himself. He has always wanted to explain his true face to Crescent Moon, but he has never been able to find the opportunity. Now that the opportunity has come, he can't hide it.

Perhaps, I shouldn't go back, lest I scare Crescent Moon to death. If you can't be scared to death, you may also be scared crazy, although Crescent Moon is a daring girl.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, and it will become lighter when it is thick to the extreme. To return or not to return, he must make a decision immediately. If it was really delayed until dawn, and there were people coming and going around the town, he wouldn't be able to show his face.

Unintentionally unbuttoned his clothes and hid half of his head in his arms. Standing up hesitantly, he thought that he would not return, and Crescent Moon must be very worried. Let's go back, even if Crescent Moon doesn't want him anymore, he still wants to see Crescent Moon for the last time.

Crescent Moon sat on the small bench and saw that it was about to dawn.

Since the fire in the yard, the mosquitoes have been smoked away, and it is only now that they gradually gather again. She slapped the mosquitoes while staring out the door. Master Gu sat beside him bored, wanting to **** Crescent Moon, but he was afraid that Wu Xin would not be able to forgive him when he came back. It was at the moment of **** when he suddenly heard Wu Xin's voice coming from outside the door, softly and timidly: "Crescent Moon , I... I'm back."

Master Gu was startled, and Crescent Moon jumped up: "Why did you come back?"

A pale hand stretched out to the side of the courtyard door: "Don't come here, I'm hurt."

Crescent Moon grabbed his hand and couldn't help but pull in: "Injured? Let me take a look!"

Without moving, I said again: "Don't be afraid."

The night was as dark as ink, and the crescent moon was separated by a fence, so I couldn't see him at all. I was so anxious that I was so angry: "What am I afraid of? You let the sly fox scratch your face?"

Wu Xin walked out slowly from the side of the gate. And Crescent Moon looked straight at him, obviously he could see the outline clearly, but he felt that he didn't see it clearly, he was wrong! Master Gu in the back also stood up, didn't speak, rubbed his eyes hard at Wuxin,

At the end, Crescent Moon stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched Wuxin's cheek - there was only half of the cheek left, not enough to touch with one hand.

"Where's the head?" Crescent Moon's voice hung like a thread, and it was repeated high and thin: "What's wrong with the head?"

She rolled her eyes and leaned back.

As soon as she looked up, Master Gu gave a strange cry, supported her and backed away, backing into the main room in a rush. With a "bang", the door was closed. Master Gu shivered and took out a match to light the oil lamp, while Crescent Moon was paralyzed on the ground with her back against the door panel. She slowly slowed down in one breath. Mouth: "Where's the head?"

Master Gu jumped in front of her, slapped the bridge of her nose and measured it horizontally, lowered her voice and hurriedly asked: "Is it gone up? Am I right? Is it gone?"

Crescent Moon grinned and nodded while crying. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the door behind him vibrated, and it was knocked lightly by Wuxin.

Wuxin stood outside the door and said across the door: "Crescent moon, don't be afraid, I won't harm you even if I'm a ghost. I was negligent and half of my head was chopped off by Yue Qiluo, but I don't I'm going to die, you give me a little time and I can get back to the way I was."

Crescent Moon raised her hand and patted her thigh, crying with tears all over her face: "How can you not die without half your head? You—you—"

After saying "you" twice, she was suddenly stunned and looked up at Master Gu, who was also stunned. That's right, how can someone who has lost half of his head walk all the way home? What did you just say without a heart?

Master Gu slowly picked up the knife and made a silent mouth gesture to the crescent moon: "Ghost?"

Crescent Moon stood up from the door with her mouth open, and crawled forward on all fours. And Wuxin didn't get an answer, so he couldn't help raising his hand and knocking on the door again: "Crescent Moon?"

Crescent Moon turned around and sat on the ground, crying in a state of collapse, "Don't come in! Are you a human or a ghost? Don't come in!"

It was quiet outside the door.

Crescent Moon huddled behind the stove and kept crying. It was easy to get a good husband, and he was about to get married, but he didn't expect to lose half of his head if he didn't see him overnight. With half a head missing, I don't know if it's a human or a ghost. Let her live with a half-headed person for a lifetime, scared to death, how can she survive? But since Wuxin is not dead, she doesn't want him, what should he do? Half of his head is missing, and he is a monster everywhere. Who else can control him?

Crescent Moon cried so heartbroken, she felt sorry for herself and heartless, and she was afraid that she would forget her crying. Little by little, I saw the light outside the window. Master Gu was not afraid of ghosts but not people. As soon as he saw the sun, he felt confident. Holding his machete in his hand, he impatiently said to Crescent Moon: "Can you cry for a fart? I'll go out and see what's going on! If he really is half dead, I'll give him a knife and let him go. He walks happily, you don't have to be afraid, am I not a man? If you can't marry him, marry me, I'm not better than him?"

When the voice fell, Crescent Moon stood up, but was the first to open the door: "I don't need you, I'll go out by myself, I'm not afraid of him."

The air in the early morning was clear and cool. Crescent Moon walked into the yard and found that Wuxin was gone, but the piles of firewood were messy and out of shape. She stepped forward bravely, and found two feet sticking out from under the pile of firewood, one was wearing shoes and the other was bare, it was Wuxin's feet.

Bending down hesitantly, she tentatively stretched out a hand and touched the instep of her bare feet. The toes of the bare feet moved immediately, and then an unintentional voice came from the stack of firewood: "Crescent Moon, don't worry, I won't come out to scare you. If you are still afraid, then I will leave after dark."

Crescent Moon heard his voice, still as calm as usual, and couldn't help but feel sad: "Wuxin, tell the truth, what the **** are you? I'm going to marry you, You can't lie to me."

Wuxin was silent for a moment, then took a long sigh—finally reached this level.

"I don't know my origin." Wuxin whispered in the firewood stack: "I don't know how many years I have lived. I don't grow up, I don't grow old, and I won't die. My The flesh is growing, and after a while I'll have a whole head, the same as before."

Master Gu came over, squatted aside and listened quietly. And Wuxin continued: "Crescent Moon, I haven't told you. I... I can't let you have children."

Master Gu opened his mouth: "I understand, you are an immortal eunuch!"

A pale hand suddenly stretched out from the pile of firewood and grabbed Mr. Gu's sleeve exactly: "Believe it or not?"

Master Gu screamed and escaped from his coat flexibly: "I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously!"

Crescent Moon stood up silently and walked straight into the Westinghouse. After closing the door and the window, she sat cross-legged on the kang and turned over all the wedding gowns she had prepared. The fabrics are all the most expensive in town, not to mention thick to the touch, and the colors are fresh and positive. She doesn't have a family, she married herself, and she was very satisfied with her marriage. She was so beautiful in her heart that she was like a fire in her heart, and she wanted to live a lifetime with Wuxin.

Unexpectedly, Wuxin is not a real living person.

She touched herself and Wuxin's new clothes all over. After touching them, she leaned against the wall, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes. When she was a child, she only attended private school in her hometown for two years, and she couldn't say good words such as "love at first sight", she only said "at first sight".

As for Wuxin, she was "at first sight". How many eyes have she and Wuxin looked at each other? The feelings born are higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea. Let her pack up her small burden and find another husband, she would rather shave her hair and be a sister-in-law. In addition to Wuxin, she can't see anyone.

What should I do? Crescent Moon has no idea. I sit on the kang and cry, lie down and cry. She cried to the end and couldn't stop crying. She lay down on the kang and rested for a while, got up and braided her face, wiped her face, pushed open the door and entered the main room.

Raising her sleeves and wiping her tears, she walked to the stove with red eyes and started cooking as usual.