My Wife Why is She So Cute

"It is said that in the vampire clan, there is only one ghost king born in thousands of years. The ghost king is different from others since his birth. The vision appears, one king is born, and ten thousand ghosts embrace each other. Nothing in the world can hurt, only fear" Fall asleep" one said."

Song Nianying caressed the back of her younger sister Song Ruxi who was lying on her lap with one hand, and held up a faded old book with no title in the other, and read it with a smile on her lips.

"Sister, what is falling asleep?"

Song Ruxi is not very old, just in the first year of high school, she has been obsessed with these ghost novels since she was a child, especially vampires, she found this book by accident at her sister's house, and pestered her sister to read it to her every time she came.

Song Nianying stared at the words in the book with a pair of dark eyes: "Sleeping is the catastrophe of vampires. There is no fixed number for a hundred years or a thousand years. It is equivalent to the death of us humans. Lying in an ice coffin and sleeping forever, we will never wake up again. God Give vampires powerful abilities and endless time, but everything in the world pays attention to balance, and those that are too powerful will be destroyed."

She raised her eyebrows while reading, feeling that this is a lie to children, where are there any vampires in this world?

Song Ruxi asked: "Is it true that you can't wake up after falling asleep?"

Song Nianying glanced at the content of the book, and she turned a few more pages, pointing at the pages with a slender finger wearing a jade wrench: "Here, here is a very special situation. The power of faith is not only possessed by people, Vampires also have them. Their love is pure and free of impurities. It is said that to wake up sleeping vampires, they must burn their loved ones in front of their crystal coffins and wake them up with familiar breaths. But doing so requires very special and specific circumstances It will only work if the vampire wakes up, and the vampire will be like a newborn child, forgetting everything."

Ruxi listened seriously, and she couldn't help feeling: "Wake up with the breath of a lover, but forget everything after waking up, it's so sad, so sad."

Song Nianying closed the book with two "tsk tsk", she pinched her younger sister's face: "You are a child who knows what is a pity, okay, that's the end of today's story, my sister will take you home."

With that said, she stood up to get the clothes hanging on the hanger.

Song Ruxi was still lying on the side, reluctantly flipping through the untitled novel, and when she looked up again, her sister was already fully dressed and waiting for her to go out.

This season's new Burberry custom-made windbreaker covers her slender body, revealing only a section of slender and well-proportioned legs.

The belt on the waist was made casually, but it perfectly outlines her waist that is not full, and the shadows can't cover up her proud fullness. Golda diamond earrings swing gently with her shoes, fashionable and atmospheric .

Although she is her own sister, Song Ruxi couldn't help but praise: "Sister, you are so beautiful."

After changing her shoes, Song Nianying was leaning over to get the car keys on the table. Hearing her sister's words, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and her long coffee-colored hair followed her movement and slid down her snow-white neck.

The light poured down from the top of her head, and the slightly curly hair reflected the bright luster, which looked like seaweed from a distance.

Except for her pale face due to poor rest recently, everything about her is too perfect.

She liked Song Ruxi's words very much, and there seemed to be peach blossoms blooming in her bent eyes: "Your mouth is so sweet, what are you looking for? I want my sister to buy it?"

…

In the car, Ruxi was still reviewing the content of the book in the co-pilot. Song Nianying was chewing gum while driving the car. The tip of her nose was filled with the mint fragrance from her sister, which smelled very comfortable.

"Sister, I heard from my parents that you are going to meet that married fiancee in a few days."

When Song Ruxi said this, she kept looking at her sister cautiously. Song Nianying raised her eyebrows and did not respond.

"Yesterday, my parents brought a picture of her. Although she was sleeping on her back, I saw that she was really beautiful, absolutely beautiful, with her long hair, fair skin, and red lips, as if... "

Song Ruxi slapped her thigh: "Human vampire."

Song Nianying patted her on the head: "Why are you stunned by reading novels?"

The two sisters were chatting, when the red light hit the windshield, the artificially synthesized electronics suddenly dazzled Song Nianying's eyes for some reason.

Suddenly, pain like electric current spread from Song Nianying's heart.

She couldn't help frowning, her slightly protruding hands covered her chest, her shoulders froze and froze.

--Well.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Ruxi reacted quickly and went to see her sister anxiously.

Song Nianying shook her head and waved her hands with a pale face. She wanted to say something to calm her sister's panic, but her heart seemed to be strangled by something, and she couldn't even breathe.

As she tightened her chest, the jade wrench on her right index finger seemed to feel the master's pain, and it was as cold as a piece of hard ice.

That ring was worn by Song Nianying since she woke up after falling into the water and was injured that year. The ring is very special, half of which is red jadeite and half is ice jadeite. The white and red should have a strong contrast in color, but they are of the same kind. The state of contradiction and harmony exists, making this ring dazzling and unique. Song Nianying also once wondered that the ring seems to be different from ordinary rings. It often changes with the temperature of her thoughts. Sometimes, she even feels that the jade finger will flow like water. It was just an accident a few days ago. Knocking a slit on the jade ring finger made Song Nianying feel distressed, but she was never willing to take it off.

--pain.

Song Nianying turned the steering wheel with the last bit of strength and parked the car on the side of the road.

"Sister, sister?! What's wrong with you?"

As the angina intensified, Song Nianying could barely hold on, the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and he lay down on the steering wheel.

Perhaps it was too painful, and many phantom-like things flashed before his eyes.

——I don't know who I am, do you know?

——Don't die, don't die.

——If there is no you in this world, how can I live alone?

――Wait for me, I will definitely wake up.

…

Song Nianying tried hard to open her eyes to see whether this was reality or a dream, but she closed her eyes again as the big car driving in the distance with its high beams stabbed her, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Song Ruxi was terrified when she saw her sister so frightened. While lowering half of the car window, she was busy getting her sister's mobile phone and dialing 120.

At this chaotic and painful moment, a ray of breath from the ring spread out and drifted out along the crack of the car window. It seemed to have self-consciousness, drifting all the way like smoke, but it never dispersed, and finally landed in the wilderness in an open space.

At the same time as it fell, the originally uninhabited open space suddenly trembled like the surface of a lake. With the mist rising from the ground, a huge castle made of ice broke through the mist and stood out.

The entire castle is made of ice. The round towers, thick floor-to-ceiling windows, and even the study room filled with various ancient books exude a chilly white mist.

The castle is polar cold from the inside out, blown by the wind, and swaying whimperingly in the wilderness.

When the moon is full, the stars surround it, and the lingering breath falls on the bed inside the ice sculpture along with the gauzy moonlight.

It is said to be a bed, but it is more like a crystal coffin made of blue ice sculptures. The outside of the coffin is always shrouded in a thin layer of mist, making it difficult to see the people inside the coffin.

In stark contrast to this cold journey, the bonfire burning in the fireplace in the castle, in the quiet night, the fire light jumped and rolled, tearing away the coldness of the night.

An older man with a white bag in his hand turned his head to look at the man in black wearing a Shura mask behind him and asked, "Do you want to start?"

The man looked to be in his thirties or forties, with pale skin, bright red lips, deep eyes, tall stature, elegant demeanor, handsome as if he had stepped out of a painting.

The person wearing the Shura mask put his hands behind his back and was silent for a moment. She turned around and looked up at the sky.

Today is the full moon, and the light of the moon gently caresses the earth. She raised her arms, crossed her thumbs and ten fingers, and bowed devoutly to the moon.

The moment I got up, the moonlight penetrated through the layers of mist, like a guiding light, and focused that ray of light onto the light blue crystal coffin.

Asura turned around, she nodded slightly to the man.

The white bag was thrown into the fire, and with the "crackling" burning sound, a mint-like fragrance diffused from the space, and ordinary people's eyes may not be able to distinguish it.

But with the Shura face, he squinted his eyes and caught it easily.

Soon, under the fiery red reflection, those seemingly irregular auras seemed to be attracted by some force, gathered little by little, and finally turned into a whirlpool-like small ball, and the small ball seemed to be observing It also circled around the crystal coffin for a circle, and finally stopped at the gap that was so small that it was almost negligible at the bottom of the crystal coffin.

The man held his breath, and even Shura's eyes, which had been silent all this time, gathered anticipation.

The small ball seemed to have discovered the switch, and it slammed into it with a huge airflow, but it was easily bounced away by the thin layer of mist shrouded outside the crystal coffin.

The little ball was not discouraged, it rushed over again.

once, twice...

Even though the ball persevered, it was bounced away by the crystal coffin several times.

Gradually, the aura of the ball became weaker and weaker, and the aura outside the sphere seemed to collapse, shrinking and shrinking.

The man pursed his lips, his eyes became dark red and deep: "I'm afraid it won't work..."

Shura was silent for a moment, then she took out a photo from her pocket, walked slowly to the bonfire, and threw the photo into it.

At the moment when the photo was caught in the fire, the fire jumped out like a snake, carrying the outline of a woman jumping on top of the flame like a film, but disappeared in a few seconds, but the little girl who was still decadent and collapsed just now The ball suddenly grew bigger as if it had absorbed some kind of force, and it rotated faster and faster. The wind brought by it swung the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, making a crisp sound. Just as it gathered all its strength, it turned around and prepared to go to the crystal coffin. When launching another attack, with the sound of "Boom" that shook the world, a vertical and horizontal line split along the surface of the light blue crystal coffin.

The crystal coffin split open by itself!

The curling smoke dissipated, carrying a strange fragrance with a faint mint smell, and the woman in the coffin who had been sleeping for a hundred years slowly opened her eyes.