Ghost Handkerchief Craft Heding Red Author: Hang Xiaoxi Read Online

The necklace is made of warm and fiery red ghost handkerchiefs . The translucent beads one centimeter in diameter are connected end to end, making it natural and elegant. When turned in the sun, a silky luster will appear, emitting circles of pink halos.

My mother's jewelry has always been placed in the deepest drawer of the large standing cabinet. The key was hidden in the pocket of a coat, and Hasumi knew this. Sometimes she would take them out and look at them in her hands while her mother was not at home. There were not many, but most of them were exquisitely made with exquisite craftsmanship. It can be seen that they are of high quality, as they are all items left by grandma. Sometimes my mother would open the drawers herself and let Hasumi play with them. You must study hard and have a good future in college. When you get married, your mother will give you all these as a dowry!

What kind of mother will have what kind of daughter, whether it is encouragement or temptation. She knows the most effective way to let her daughter concentrate on learning.

But that necklace, her mother had only shown Lian once. And it was because Lian Jian bumped into her by chance and she had to tell her the origin.

This is a token of love between your grandma and grandpa. They studied at the University of Geosciences when they were young, fell in love with each other, and later worked together in the research institute. My grandfather used this necklace to woo my grandmother. Therefore, among so many pieces of jewelry, it is the most precious and exquisite.

So, does it have a name? So pretty. Hasumi began to fantasize about the youth of her grandma and mother, where they were all wearing this necklace at dances. This is simply fate, passed down from generation to generation.

It has a name because its red color is particularly pure, just like blood. Your grandfather said it has an inexplicable beauty that makes people feel amazed and scared at the same time. So it also has a name that is both beautiful and dangerous, Hedinghong.

How cool! Hasumi said sincerely, then I will definitely wear it in the future and be the most dazzling princess in the ball. She thought like this and reached out to take it and try it on her body.

Mom pushed her hand away and carefully placed it back in the safe. He looked back at Hasumi with a strange look and sighed. It carries too much of our family’s past, so I have kept it until now. In fact, I should have destroyed it a long time ago.

Hasumi wants to know everything about this necklace. But her mother waved her hand to leave the room, and Renjian walked out of the door unwillingly. The red flashed in front of her eyes for a moment, like a sharp knife across her eyeballs, and the bright red warm blood stayed for an instant, which was so beautiful. Fear.

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1952, Wuhan.

The night had just fallen, and the music was slowly being performed. It was in the auditorium of the University of Geosciences. The colored lights on the four walls lit up the wind. The table lamp covered with colored cellophane was shining brightly, and the sweet singing voice came out from the gramophone, like a jar of old wine that had just been turned on at this time. So everyone got drunk.

A common dance in universities, such extravagant joy became justifiable after the liberation of the country. The passionate young people temporarily put aside the cumbersome and cruel current affairs and instead devoted themselves to a short-lived dream to escape reality. The skirt floats and swirls in the middle of the tunic suit. Everyone is eagerly looking for their favorite dance partner until she quietly appears.

In just one moment, she successfully captured everyone's attention. The light-colored crepe silk dress brings a bit of European romance and magnificence. The low-cut collar made the blood-red gemstone necklace on her chest look so charming and bright that it stung everyone's eyes. She was so beautiful, so pale that it made people feel pain. Many people stretched out their hands with envy, hoping to gain her favor. And she chose the most handsome and talented boy in the university. Yesterday, he gave her a ruby ​​necklace as an invitation to the dance. The two figures were like migrating butterflies, flying all over the place.

She raised her head proudly, and the smile on her lips was that of a winner. The faces of those women who were jealous of her were blue and their noses were crooked with anger.

1985, Xinyang.

The night had just fallen, and the music was slowly being performed. It was in the lobby of the factory restaurant, and all the hanging chandeliers were burning in unison. Colorful balls flashing with countless brilliant lights kept spinning, and Teresa Teng's sweet voice floated smoothly and gently from the tape recorder, like a handful of toffee, which was just being distributed at this time. So everyone got drunk.

A common dance in the factory, such extravagant joy became justifiable after the Cultural Revolution was long gone. The innocent young people have already put down those strict and meaningless slogans, and instead devoted themselves to short-lived dreams to release themselves. The hem of the skirt floats and swirls in the middle of the suit. Everyone is eagerly looking for their favorite dance partner until she quietly appears.

In just one moment, she successfully captured everyone's attention. The plain linen long skirt brings a bit of ethnic beauty to it. The V-shaped collar made the blood-red gemstone necklace on her chest so charming and bright that it stung everyone's eyes. She is so beautiful, her beauty is so pale that it makes people feel pain. So many people stretched out their envious palms hoping to gain her favor. And she chose the most handsome and talented boy in the factory. The two figures were like migrating butterflies, flying all over the place.

She raised her head proudly, and the smile on her lips was that of a winner. Those women who were jealous of her turned blue and their noses were crooked with anger.

2007, Xinyang.

The night had just fallen, and the music was slowly being performed. It was in the school auditorium, with lights, music, a happy atmosphere, and the arriving students were all ready. She put on the necklace and took a deep breath. However, his steps staggered a bit the moment he took them.

Those women had already won such a contest before, and now it was their turn.

The dance was about to begin, and she was ready. It was time to take the stage.

The night is deep.

Hasumi seemed to have fallen asleep, trapped in a groggy and quiet dream. The night passed by like water, leaving no trace. But in fact, she was unusually awake, and the phone beside her pillow flashed and vibrated, reminding her that it was two o'clock in the morning. With her eyes open, she seemed to be lying on her back on a wide river, sober that she could count the sounds it made as it flowed.

She was barefoot and rolled out of bed. Stepping on the cold and hard floor, your movements were as gentle and slow as possible, trying not to make any sound other than breathing. She walked to her mother's bedroom door, turned the handle, and dodged into the darkness behind the door.

She was very careful after making sure that her mother had fallen asleep peacefully. He reached out and took out a bunch of keys from the clothes hanging on the hanger. The palms were held tightly around the metal to stop them from waking their owners. Then he almost lay on the ground, walked around his mother's bed, found a key with a cross-shaped cutout, and quietly opened the safe beside the bed. He put his hand in and groped around.

Mom coughed, the sound was like thunder. Let Lian Jian's heart suddenly beat so hard that he couldn't hold it back. She turned over and became quiet again. Lian Jian was relieved and continued to fumble in the cabinet while holding her breath. Finally found the purple satin jewelry box. She was secretly happy, locked the cabinet again, and put the key back in her pocket. Exit mom's bedroom and go back to your own room. He took out the necklace from the box and held it tightly in his hand, as if holding a gorgeous dream. She covered her mouth with the quilt and laughed softly.

The sweat from the palm of your hand soaked every round and smooth bright red bead, exuding a long, raw and bitter taste. Ren Jian excitedly began to outline the corners of Wu Sang's eyes and eyebrows.

Then in the dream that came over her heavily, Renjian saw a piece of enchanting and beautiful red. She was wearing the mysterious necklace, and countless envious eyes were wandering around her, wandering left and right, like countless pale souls looking up at the only blood.

Hasumi's mother had a lot of jewelry. When her father was alive, Hasumi was still very young. They work in the same factory, and there are always dance parties held in the unit every weekend. At that time, apart from TV and movies, there were basically no other entertainment activities. Hasumi's mother has always been the focus of the dance, with her graceful dance steps and elegant posture. This is inseparable from her family. Her grandparents are both senior intellectuals and geologists. When the educated youth went to the mountains and countryside, they came here from big cities. Although they were in ruins, they still had good taste and cultivation.

Hasumi has always imagined that when her mother was in her prime, she was swaying on the dance floor wearing exquisite jewelry and a simple and elegant dress, focusing everyone's attention on herself. Among so many people, many men approached her with sincere love and extended their hands to her. In the end, the most elegant and handsome man became his father.

But later, his father died in an accident. My employer went bankrupt and my mother was laid off. It was during that period. Hasumi watched as her mother became increasingly depressed, transforming from a beautiful woman with eyes that often sparkled into a calm and lazy woman, putting away all her skirts and jewelry. After my grandparents passed away, my mother worked as a clerk in a private company. He has worked hard to bring Hasumi to where he is today.

So, this is a family with a story, and Hasumi is also a sensible child.

She still remembers that when she was a child, she secretly stole a dollar from her mother in order to buy a butterfly hairpin. As a result, he suffered a physical torture. While her mother angrily slapped Hasumi with a feather duster, she said, "I learned to steal things at a young age, how can I do it when I grow up!" Steal needles when you are young, steal gold when you grow up! Later, she was punished by not being able to eat for a day.

Hasumi had always been impressed by that incident. Her love for beauty, which had been swollen when she was a child, was suppressed in this way, and she never did such a wrong thing again. However, in the early hours of this morning, she repeated her old trick and stole her mother's most precious jewelry.

She was here for a dance held in the school. Hasumi, who is in her second year of high school in No. 6 Middle School, has been squeezing the remaining brain cells for the upcoming college entrance examination, just like the majority of students. During this period, it coincided with an inspection on quality education in the province. The school, which has always been based on exam-oriented education, had no choice but to arrange a dance in order to show that students' after-school life was also colorful. This is undoubtedly a bombshell dropped on the dull and backwater campus. Everyone rushed to tell each other and carefully prepared for this unexpected game.

And this matter has another important meaning for Hasumi. In this school, she is that kind of ordinary girl, inconspicuous at all. But this does not mean that she is content with being ordinary. She cherishes this opportunity and wants to have a gorgeous transformation. After all, there is no one in this world who does not love beauty, and no one hates the praise and envy of others.

His mother's appearance on the dance floor twenty years ago was a long-awaited dream in Hasumi's heart. She inherited this instinct from her mother but has not been worn away by life. She longs to restore her mother's style and use her most beautiful side to tell everyone that she can stand among the crowd as noble and elegant as a princess.

If all this still doesn't motivate her to take the risk, she will steal the necklace that her mother has treasured for many years. Then there is another important reason, and that is because of Wu Sang, Lian Jian hopes to be seen by him at his most beautiful moment.

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