Mr. Fu, after my wife is reborn, I won’t marry you unless you are the one to marry her.

Fu Yanci stood motionless, looking intently at the stone tablet thrown aside.

Those dark eyes were full of emptiness.

Why should a monument be erected to a person who was not dead at all?

She deceived everyone.

The stone picks and hammers in the hands of those people rose and fell.

again and again.

The complete stone tablet was broken and broken bit by bit under their hands.

"Fu Yanci! What are you doing?!"

Gu Yanchuan's angry roar could be heard in the distance.

Fu Yanci's stiff face finally showed an expression.

He slowly turned his head and was met with a heavy punch from Gu Yanchuan.

"Are you crazy?" Gu Yanchuan didn't expect to see such a scene when he came over. His eyes were split and his eyes were red with anger.

Fu Yanci is digging Yanyan's grave!

"Stop! Stop it, all of you!"

Gu Yanchuan shouted at those people in a deep voice, rushed over and took away the tools in their hands, unloaded them all and threw them away.

Fu Yanci was hit by the powerful punch just now and took a few steps back and fell to the ground. His head hit Fu Nanyi's stone tablet next to him, and he was immediately hit with a gash.

Gu Yanchuan rushed over and pulled him up by his collar, then punched him in the cheek again without mercy.

The corners of Fu Yanci's eyes suddenly turned black.

"Fu Yanci!" Gu Yanchuan stared at him, his angry eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes, "You are still not a fucking human being. You won't let Yanyan live in peace even after she dies. Look what you are doing now." ?How could you dig her grave? How could you do such a thing?!"

He couldn't believe it.

Fu Yanci, who kept saying he loved Gu Yanxi, actually asked these people to dig her grave in the middle of the night!

"She's not dead." Fu Yanci got up from the ground, stared at Gu Yanchuan with his sinister black eyes, and repeated word for word in a deep voice, "She's not dead."

Gu Yanchuan met his paranoid and dark gaze, frowned, and sternly uttered two words: "Madman."

Fu Yanci glared at him, picked up the stone pickaxe that Gu Yanchuan had thrown aside from the ground, raised it, and smashed it hard against the remaining half of the stone tablet.

Gu Yanchuan rushed over to grab the tools, "You said she's not dead? Just because of the figure you saw at the airport? Is that Yan Yan? Are you sure that's her? That's not it at all!"

"No, that's her, I can't mistake it."

"If that's her, then tell me, why doesn't she come back?" Gu Yanchuan yelled at him at the top of his lungs, "Why doesn't she come back to reunite with us even though she's alive?"

Fu Yanci was stunned.

He stopped what he was doing in a daze, looked at the scattered stone tablets, his eye circles suddenly turned red, and murmured to himself: "Yes, why doesn't she come back?"

Gu Yanchuan immediately looked at him with hopeless eyes, "The point I want to express is not why Yanyan didn't come back, but that a figure that looks similar by chance cannot be her at all."

Yanyan's clothes obtained at the scene were authentic, and so was the blood stain identification.

No one could survive such an explosion.

But Fu Yanci shook his head stubbornly, "No, you were deceived by her, you were all deceived by her, she is still alive, she did not die in that explosion."

He slowly stood up straight and said with a pale face: "I'm going to find her."

Fu Yanci dropped what he was doing, turned around and walked step by step in the direction he came from.

He wants to get her back.

……

It’s winter in the blink of an eye.

Streets of Bordeaux.

The temperature dropped below freezing, and the warm sunshine in the sky could not melt the snow on the road.

Pedestrians coming and going wore hats and coats, wrapping themselves tightly.

Gu Yanxi was walking on the street, holding a black cat in his arms. Half of the cat's body was completely covered by his coat.

From time to time, there are vehicles passing by quickly, causing a gust of wind.

The cat was very obedient and calm in her arms. Its little head was pressed tightly against her clothes, and only its round eyes were exposed to look at the surrounding street scene.

One person and one cat walked onto the bridge.

Looking down from the bridge, you can see the city's busiest business district.

After going round and round, she ended up in France, not Paris, but Bordeaux is also a good city.

Tuanzi suddenly got out of Gu Yanxi's coat, jumped onto the handrail of the bridge, looked straight into the distance with a pair of round eyes, and then turned to look at Gu Yanxi.

The master is no longer the master in the impression.

The girl's facial features are still beautiful, but her face is no longer the same as before.

Gu Yanxi stood on the bridge, stroking her face that was stung by the cold wind. She couldn't help but think of the reason why her face had to undergo surgery...

That day in an abandoned old building, Mo Tianxiao was killed by Gu Yanxi with a steel bar pierced through his head. Before he died, Mo Tianxiao pressed the button of the remote control.

When Gu Yanxi realized that there was a bomb buried in the building, the countdown to the explosion had already started, and the sound of beeping was an urging from the God of Death.

The bullet obviously did not hit Fu Nanyi's vital part. She heard Fu Nanyi say to her in a weak voice: "Yanyan, this building is going to explode. You... run."

Even now, this fool still doesn't forget to consider her safety.

She looked at Fu Nanyi who was covered in blood. She got up from the ground, tore off rags of clothing and tied them to her wounds. Then she knelt beside her, put her on her shoulders, and used all her strength to carry her upstairs. Go down.

Carrying a person on his back from the ninth floor down to the first floor is like climbing a mountain for a person who is injured and almost exhausted.

She walked down the steps one by one with unsteady steps.

Because of the exertion on her abdomen, more blood overflowed from the wound, dripping down her clothes, leaving traces of blood on the stairs.

"Yanyan, let me go." Fu Nanyi lay on her shoulder, her weak voice as thin as a mosquito's, trying to talk to her, "You can't run away with me..."

The smell of blood lingered in her nose.

There are Gu Yanxi's and her own.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gu Yanxi gritted his teeth, held on to the handrail, and walked with difficulty.

From the ninth floor to the eighth floor.

Her face was horribly pale, as if she might die from excessive blood loss at any time.

"Yanyan..." The large amount of blood loss made Fu Nanyi's eyes blurred and she almost lost her consciousness.

At this moment, a huge explosion suddenly came from upstairs, and then the whole building began to shake.

The falling cement and bricks are just the beginning.

Before long, this place will be in ruins.

And they are still on the sixth floor.

This is not a huge number, but for them, it is an unreachable distance.

When this building collapses, they will be buried under the rubble and smashed into pieces.

Fu Nanyi looked at Gu Yanxi who was carrying him down the mountain and said, "Just give up on me."

Gu Yanxi still seemed to have some physical strength. If Gu Yanxi abandoned her at this time and escaped alone, she would have a high probability of surviving.

But if we take her with us, the end result will probably be that both of us are buried.