Taking a bath, Zheng Shuang recalled: What will happen tomorrow night? What will really happen tomorrow night?
Narcissus found another reason to approach him, for that birth certificate?
Narcissus's husband would rather not have a son, but refuse Narcissus to associate with him? What will really happen tomorrow night, the village king himself doesn't know.
However, what happened "tomorrow night" that time was still swirling in the village king's mind.
The village king no longer had the real tomorrow night, he continued to return to the original "tomorrow night", so he simply continued to reminisce about that unforgettable "tomorrow night".
That "tomorrow night" is actually the eighth night of Zheng Shuang's arrival at the village.
That night, Zheng Shuang was still in his room. He said it was his room, but it was actually a side room given to him by the king of the village. However, even though it was a side room, it was decorated warmly for him.
He was waiting just like the seventh night, but the difference was that he knew he was not waiting for Xue'er to come over, but waiting for the village king and Xue'er's mother to take him to Xue'er's room. He looked forward to going early,
But he was afraid to go. Zheng Shuang’s ambivalence at that time made him start to think about life.
People are like this. When faced with temptation, they want to try it but are afraid of the negative consequences. However, when the temptation is extremely strong, people will often do things that they would never do when they are calm.
Zheng Shuang thought about this and secretly laughed: Can women make men become philosophers? Is it true that the fierce women in the book can make their men become philosophers? Then, a woman like Xue'er, can't
Does it also make men think about problems constantly? Do women from both extremes create philosophers?
When Zheng Shuang's questions appeared in his mind one by one, but he couldn't find the answer, the door was pushed open.
When the king of the village led Zheng Shuang to Xueer's room with an expressionless face, the light of the tung oil lamp on the desk was still flickering like last night.
When the village king went to bring the chastity water and put it on the line, Xueer's mother touched Xueer's head, kissed Xueer's forehead with her lips, and then said to Zheng Shuang: "Teacher Zheng, I hope you will
Happy, of course, I hope you respect my daughter. Respect my daughter, and you will be respected by everyone."
Zheng Shuang didn't know how to answer, so he just nodded.
The king of the village didn't say a word. He took his wife's hand and went out, closing the door behind him. Only Zheng Shuang and Xue'er were left in the room.
Xueer looked at Zheng Shuang, smiled slightly, and started to unbutton her clothes again. Each button was unbuttoned under Zheng Shuang's gaze, and the clothes were removed one by one in front of Zheng Shuang.
The light of tung oil flickered, seeming to tease Zheng Shuang, and also seemed to sound an alarm to Zheng Shuang. Zheng Shuang gasped between the teasing and the alarm.
When Xueer stripped down to her underwear in the dancing lights, she suddenly came close to Zheng Shuang's ear, blew a breath and said, "Although love is precious, the price of life is higher? You are a coward!"
After Xueer finished speaking, she actually started to giggle. Xueer's provocative words made Zheng Shuang's blood boil, and his eyes seemed to emit a unique light.
However, Xueer avoided Zheng Shuang's eyes, immediately stopped laughing, and said seriously: "Tonight, I have a more exciting story. This story was only told to me by my father today! My father said, this
Stories can help me get through tonight peacefully.”
When Zheng Shuang heard Xue'er talking about her father, and thought of the serious expression and cold words of the village king in the past two days, his passion quickly subsided.
After Xueer went to bed, she said: "You can sleep on the bed! You know, not going to bed is also disrespectful to me and an insult to me."
Zheng Shuang had no choice but to get on the bed obediently: "Tell me a story!"
Xueer cleared her throat and said: "The young man in this story is just like you. He can be said to be a very outstanding young man, because he also survived the first seven nights. Because of his excellence, on the eighth night, the girl who accompanied him had already
I fell in love with him. Once a woman’s heart is captured by a man, she will dare to do anything. In fact, young women are more courageous than big men in relationships. You can’t deny this, right?”
Zheng Shuang interrupted Xueer's question: "Don't get out of the story and continue telling the story!"
Xueer chuckled: "You still can't change your impatience. Okay, I said. The girl fell in love with the young man. After asking the young man to go to bed, she took away the chastity water. The girl stretched out her hand from under the straightened thread.
Come, caress the young man's chest and say, if you have me in your heart, just come online! The young man has also fallen in love with the girl. What's more, the young man has already seen the girl's beautiful and attractive body. He heard the girl call him over,
Where can they control themselves? Both he and the girl thought that chastity water was just a scary thing. They couldn't control themselves when faced with each other's temptation. As a result, men and women can and cannot do it when they sleep alone.
Yes, they all did it. Alas!"
After Xueer finished speaking, she sighed deeply and stopped telling the story.
Zheng Shuang was eager to know the answer and couldn't wait to ask: "What happened next? What happened to them later?"
Xueer said faintly: "Horror! Horror! On the third day after the incident, the young man suddenly fell ill and died. No one knew what disease the young man had. There were no signs before his death! The girl cried for him until she died. However, one cannot die.
Resurrection. The girl regretted it! However, there is no regret medicine in the world! The girl cried until her voice became hoarse, and she did not cry back to her lover. The villagers did not sympathize with her, and even her parents did not sympathize with her, saying that she deserved it. The girl
Without my sweetheart, I felt that I had no face and committed suicide. Alas! The story is simple to tell. But how can outsiders know the bitterness of those who have experienced it personally?"
After Xueer finished speaking, she fell asleep again and soon snored.
When Zheng Shuang was just called to bed, he also thought that if he and Xueer fell in love, they could put away the bowl of chastity water between them. So what? When Zheng Shuang thought like this, his blood started to flow.
It's boiling.
However, the story Xueer told was like a big piece of ice thrown into his boiling blood, making his heart suddenly cool down. Zheng Shuang kept cursing this damn custom in the mountain village! That night, Zheng Shuang heard
The night wind outside the window was no longer gentle, and the howling sound sounded to Zheng Shuang like the cry of the girl who hanged herself.
Zheng Shuang doesn't know what kind of torture he will endure on the next night, which is also the last night. Can he survive it?