Chapter 7 harp, bone spirit

She carefully removed the collarbone on her left shoulder and handed it to her husband.There was a clear sound of separation between bones, and she immediately felt a strong wind penetrate into her body, and the hole disturbed her whole body like a sudden vortex.She staggered and leaned against the cold wall. The husband's eyes were staring at the shiny bone.Quickly, he snatched the bone from his wife's hand.Of course he didn't forget to thank him.He imprinted his charming kiss on the forehead of the little bone spirit.His forehead was cooling down sharply, but Xiao Baigujing's face was still the color of peony.The husband kissed her face desperately and kept saying, oh dear, how can I thank you.I love you so much.

The little white bone demon began to sleep with three quilts.The bones were pulled out one by one, and her body was full of holes.How come the early autumn wind is already so bitter, blowing her whole body like a kite and almost flying up. My husband is a musician, and he is working on a harp now.Before that, he also made flutes and flutes.The harp has a total of thirty-seven bones of the little white bone spirit, which are more than those of the previous instruments.Its external frame is a little harder like the clavicle and arm bone, and it also uses ribs that are extremely flexible.The harp is by far the most satisfying work of my husband.He had spent three times longer than he expected to carve it.Many nights, the little white bone demon lay on the bed and watched her husband's back.The husband is holding a shining carving knife, and the husband is pinching the shiny bones. His unremitting efforts have polished the bones to the luster of ivory.The husband gently slid across the harp with his one-inch-long fingernails, and the musical notes rose one by one from the air, shining like weightless crystals under the three bright oil lamps.The crystals rose slowly, and the birds outside the window were full.The husband opened the window very proudly, and all the birds rushed in.At this time, the crystal musical symbols just reached the ceiling, and they smashed into pieces one after another.The birds rushed up immediately, holding a broken crystal in each beak, and then quickly dispersed.The room regained its calm.The husband's face was flushed, and he was still immersed in the moving voice of pearls and jade.After a long time, he ran to the side of the bed, picked up the weak and boneless little bone spirit, stroked her few bones lovingly, and said in a trembling voice, baby, you are the best and you will always be the best. good.

Little White Bone Demon really liked this moment.She likes her husband's face as rosy as a plump fruit, the sound of birds swishing against his clothes when he opens the window, her steps like a child stumbling towards her bed, like him like a waterfall Smooth and passionate stroking, and of course, she loves broken crystals and the sound of birds.Many nights, the little bone spirit felt that his body was like an old clock, slowly going on at half the speed of time, allowing the wind of the entire corridor to pass in and out of his body.She felt that the cuckoo white dress he bought for him was filled with wind and fluttered like a sail. [Previous article] [Back to list] [Next article]

When the little white bone spirit removed the collarbone of her right shoulder and gave it to the musician, she was very sad.Because she lost both collarbones.How much the little bone spirit likes her collarbone.They were deliberately exposed on the outside of the white skirt by her, and the natural luster of the bones revealed lightly from the lotus-colored skin. The musician looked at her fixedly, and followed her like a demon.The story of that summer. The little white bone demon cried sadly while removing this collarbone.Because after the collarbone was removed, the silver necklace could no longer hang around her neck.The moment the bone left her body, Little White Bone Demon heard a clatter, and the pendant carrying the chain fell into her body, facing the direction of her heart.They swung back and forth, and the whole body of the little bone spirit was filled with metal echoes.To make matters worse, the pendant was a sharp rhombus, which scratched her heart full of scars and blood.But the necklace was given by my husband.The husband put it on her very gently, and the pendant lightly collided with her collarbone, making a tinkling sound.The husband was intoxicated, that autumn.

When the husband saw the little white bone demon crying, he quickly said, dear, don't be sad, so what if you lost all your bones, I love you forever.Baby you are always the best.You look up and see what we've accomplished. Behind her husband are many priceless musical instruments.Little White Bone Demon felt that they filled the whole room like big furniture, did they come from her, they looked so huge. [Previous article] [Back to list] [Next article] When the harp was three bones short, the little white bone spirit was already suffering from depression.She counted and counted, and by the time the harp was finished she had just run out of bones.She is very satisfied with this answer, she doesn't care about her bones.Although now she can no longer support her neck.She spent most of the day lying on this wide bed.She moves with a wooden apparatus her husband bought her, which looks like a clumsy string puppet.But, what does it matter, the little White Bone Demon can spend the whole day waiting for the night to come.Waiting for the red face of my husband after midnight, waiting for the footsteps and caress, waiting for the sound of musical notes.She is very content.

But now the little White Bone Demon couldn't help worrying about her condition.She was originally a skinny woman, but now she has lost almost all her bones, and her body is getting lighter and lighter, and she is really going to float like a kite.Besides, winter is coming soon, and the north wind is extremely fierce. She was always worried that she would float up and be blown away by the wind.When her husband hugged her, she worried that the hug wasn't tight enough, and she was blown away from between his arms.When she made love to her husband, she worried that she would be swept away from under his heaving body.Every night when her husband opened the window to let the birds in, she had to wrap the quilt tightly, otherwise the wind would blow her away from the bed.Yes, Little White Bone Essence is covered with four quilts now, and she is safe only if heavy things press her down all the time.One night she dreamed that she and her husband were making love day and night, and his sweaty body was pressing heavily and firmly on her body.How safe and happy she is.When she woke up her face was flushed and she told herself that it was impossible, so what was she going to do now.

"I'd better die." The little bone spirit discussed with himself like this.At this time, a strong wind came, the body swayed unsteadily, and the pendant sharply cut the newly formed wound.The little bone spirit thought that if she was suddenly blown away by the wind, she might never see her husband again. "I couldn't even say goodbye to him."What a bad situation that was. When her husband took away the penultimate bone, the little white bone demon began to plot his own death. At this time, she was so sad that she cried again.She was so limp now that she couldn't even have the strength to knock herself to death, or climb up a high place and jump down to her death.

The diamond-shaped pendant is obviously an insignificant sharp weapon to her, her heart is covered with scabs, it can no longer penetrate up. "But sharp weapons should be good," she thought to herself.Looking around, she thought of her husband's carving knife, but the husband always took his carving knife with him when he went out, and the carving knife never left his body.So what else is there? Little White Bone Demon's eyes fell on her husband's musical instrument.harp.There is a particularly sharp one in the middle of the harp.Perhaps for the sake of appearance, the husband has to polish the middle one every time he adds a bone.There is a soft cover on the top of this one. Because it is too sharp, my husband once cut his hand with it.But the husband obviously didn't hold any complaints at all, because this is the most crystal clear one, and he likes to stroke it slowly with his palm, with a more satisfied expression on his face than touching her.

"I'm just borrowing it".Little White Bone Demon insisted that the bones she had already given to her husband belonged to her husband, so she said she was borrowing them.She thought that after she died, her husband could take the bone out of her body and continue to insert it into the harp, and the harp was still intact. The husband took the last bone.Winter is here too. When her husband went out the next morning, the little bone spirit looked at him with wide eyes.She thought to herself: I just borrowed it, he won't be angry.