The entire winding mountain road, from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, does not take too much time for the ghost Mazda and ghost motorcycles.
And because after being promoted, Sister Obara's driving skills were really good, she took the initiative to rush down the cliff several times, and finally distanced herself from the motorcycle riders by almost flying, and crossed the designated finish line first.
"Zhao Wei, isn't it awesome?"
Obara parked the car and looked at his companions with excitement.
Among the remaining four people, Dashi was holding his bloody head tightly, and the head in his arms looked pleased.
It's back, it's all back.
The sister who used to be so heroic whenever she touched the steering wheel is back.
The remaining bodies of Takayama Makoto and the Mikami brothers remained in their original positions, with their hands firmly grasping the seats. But their heads had long since separated from their bodies and were floating up and down on the roof of the car, one by one.
She looks like a dish and looks very miserable.
"I feel...not...well...well..."
Takayama Makoto trembled and raised his hands, holding his head with difficulty.
Then he quickly opened the car door and walked out unsteadily.
"vomit--"
She was holding on to the railing on the roadside with one hand, holding her head in her other hand and retching.
The second half of the winding mountain road was really a hard time for Takayama and Mikami.
Less than half a minute later, the locomotive engine roared over, and the ghost rider also arrived at the finish line.
Because Takayama was in poor condition and could not stand upright while holding on to the railing on the side of the road, Oishi Shunma took Sister Obara with him and wanted to have preliminary negotiations with the female knight.
But he didn’t wait to speak.
The knight jumped off the motorcycle and walked straight past Oishi and Ohara.
"Hello?"
Huangmao Dashi turned his head and saw candlelight flickering on the roadside not far ahead.
Beside the subtle firelight, there were two figures, a man and a woman.
They are all human beings, not weird stories.
Ghost Rider walked towards those two people.
Oishi and Ohara looked at each other and followed slowly.
As you get closer, you can see a bunch of rose flowers placed next to the candles lit by the roadside.
Bouquets of white, red, and pink flowers bloom brightly and passionately.
At midnight, candles and flowers were placed on the roadside, probably as a memorial service.
The man beside the candlelight and rose lace seems to be about thirty years old. His face is a bit weathered, probably due to the pressure of life. But looking at his facial features, when he was young, he might have been a handsome guy from all over the country.
"Well?"
Sister Ohara tilted her head and blinked, her eyes falling on the young woman who was participating in the memorial ceremony.
The young woman stood very close to the man, and they were holding hands. They looked like a couple or a couple.
"Shh."
Dashi beside him raised his hand and gently pressed his cousin's shoulder, telling her to be quiet with a very low voice. He probably wanted to see the situation before deciding what to do.
rustle--
Then I saw that the female rider took off her bright-colored helmet.
He shook his hair gently.
Her hair is loosely about the length of a shawl, soft and slightly curly, and dyed platinum blonde, very beautiful.
The face of the female knight was heroic, and she was a handsome young lady.
Similar to Takayama Makoto's temperament.
On the smooth neck of the female rider, there was a thin red scar, which was bleeding slightly.
From this look, she is definitely the Headless Horseman.
"The roses are very beautiful, Shuhei." The Headless Horseman gently leaned down and touched the rose flowers on the ground with his fingers, "Yeah, today is my memorial day."
The man named "Shuhei" did not respond, still hanging his head with a sad expression.
He should not be able to see the headless horseman, the ghosts and other strange stories.
"Speaking of which, today is a working day, right? Didn't you go to Nagoya for work? Is it really okay to come back all the way?" The Headless Horseman straightened up, "Besides, don't you come back too often?
Will I really not be expelled from the club if I go to my home in the countryside from time to time?"
Dashi and Xiaoyuan on the side did not speak any more. Dashi still pulled his cousin and took a step back.
At this time, Takayama finally regained his composure and walked over with the Mikami brothers. He kept a distance and looked at the Headless Horseman and the man and woman who were paying homage.
Headless Horseman: "Ah - it's hard to be a social worker, isn't it? Have you been forced to work overtime by the evil section chief? I see that your hair has thinned a lot. Also, did you board the board a few days ago?
My Line, did you send yourself a message?"
"What are you saying, 'Darling? ~ Eat well, go to bed on time, take care of yourself, you will always be the best person.' When I just woke up at night, I saw it. It made me laugh, why are you still acting like
Are you as childish as a child? When you are unhappy or wronged, you still want to act coquettishly and want me to comfort you, right? But, does that sound like what I would say? "
"If I had such a bad character, I would probably just laugh at you?" The idiot Soupei still compromised with life and became a social animal. He worked in the dark and overtime every day, and lived the life he hated most before. Hehe, how pitiful he is.
~', this is what I would say, right?"
"We have been separated for so many years that you don't even remember what kind of person I am?"
There is silence on the road at night.
Only the flames of two candles were shining, illuminating the roses brightly and dimly.
The men and women paying tribute and the members of the hearse group never spoke, and all they could hear was the Headless Horseman talking to himself.
"Oh, I'm too lazy to talk about you." The Headless Horseman smiled and shifted his gaze from Shuhei to the young woman next to him, "So, you brought your girlfriend to visit me this year? Well... it's a little bit strange.
I'm happy. But I seem quite happy... You should have found a girlfriend."
"After all, I can't take care of you like before, right?"
"I have said before that you should live a normal life. I admit that I am very charming, but it is not good for you to keep thinking about your dead girlfriend. Your life is still so long, and infatuation will always be there.
There should be a limit. Being a social animal is pitiful enough, but going home and being alone every night is a bit too miserable."
"Speaking of which, your new girlfriend is very beautiful. You still haven't changed. You will always like beautiful girls, tsk tsk."
"Oh, by the way. I forgot to tell you, I met some very interesting people of the same kind today. I competed with them. I haven't felt like this for a long time. Although I lost in the end, I was very happy. You can't do it, Shuhei.
, you have never defeated me before."
The Headless Horseman said, turning around and looking at the silent hearse group and others beside him.
She raised her hand and threw the bright helmet with cat ears in her hand towards where Obara had not been standing for a long time.
"Wow... ow... eh..."
After Sister Obara left the driving position, her movements seemed to be a little slower, and she hurriedly caught the helmet.
Her panic made the Headless Horseman laugh: "Little sister, you are very good at driving. I was so happy just now that I gave this helmet to you. The winner must be rewarded."
"Oh...thank you...thank you?"
"You're welcome."
The Headless Horseman smiled and shook his head, turning his attention to his boyfriend again:
"It's time to go. From now on... I don't need you to visit me anymore. Just stay with the people around you. In that case, I can finally rest assured about this useless guy like you. You can remember me until now,
It's amazing, you have a conscience. You know? I have always hoped that you can live a good life like a normal person and not be affected by me, really."
Shuhei still didn't reply, but his body twitched twice slightly.
The Headless Horseman opened his mouth, but it seemed that he had already finished what he wanted to say tonight.
Her figure began to become blurry and slowly dissipated.
To be continued...