After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

The speedboat that came to pick us up has arrived near the cruise ship.

Xiao Yan pushed her hand away, walked out of the room without looking back, and strode towards the deck outside the ship.

She wanted to stay here, she wanted to stay in South City forever, and she was willing to use Xiao Xiaowu to force him, to get rid of him, and he would fulfill her wish.

Yan Chen?

Yan Chen deserves to die.

If it weren't for those stupid people, their Xiao Xiaowu wouldn't have died. In the end, even the eternal lamp went out, leaving nothing behind.

They should kneel down and thank him for not killing them.

Xiao Yan's steps were as fast as the wind, and his whole body seemed to be covered with thorny frost.

Old Eagle was waiting on the first deck. Seeing him coming out alone, he hurriedly followed him: "Boss, where is Ye Xiaowu?"

Xiao Yan had no expression on his face. "Dead."

Old Eagle was suspicious: "Didn't she break up with her blind date?"

what happened again?

Xiao Yan's eyes shone, "You know about this?"

Old Eagle was slightly startled, nodded, and told the truth: "When you heard the name Ye Xiaowu, you told me to die, and I can't mention it again later..."

He snorted coldly: "You know how to read people's faces."

"..."

They were getting ready to leave.

A slender figure rushed out.

The eagle's eyes lit up. Ye Xiaowu finally grew up and learned how to chase people.

There was a strong wind on the deck, and she ran towards him against the wind, her hair and skirt flying and swaying backwards.

"Xiao Yan!"

With a shout, a strong impact hit his back.

The thin white arms hugged his waist tightly.

She buried her tear-stained face in his broad back and choked up, "I've been thinking about you for the past eleven months. I didn't... I didn't abandon you, but..."

She was crying so hard and sobbing that she could hardly speak.

Xiao Yan pushed her hand away, turned around, stared into her eyes, and continued speaking for her -

"But Yan Chen is more important than Xiao Xiao Wu, more important than me. You can kill Xiao Xiao Wu to help Yan Chen get revenge, or you can do whatever it takes to lie to me in order to return to South City."

"You didn't abandon me, you just don't want to go with me. If you don't want to go, don't act so pitiful, as if you were abandoned by me. Yan Haoyue, it's you, don't go with me."

"I don't ask anything of you, just stay by my side and be Ye Xiaowu. Is that difficult?"

She also didn't want to have his child.

Even though I had my period, I still stubbornly took birth control pills because I was afraid of that one in ten thousand chance.

Yes, the first time Xiao Xiaowu was killed right under his nose, it was because he let his guard down and was too careless.

If she got pregnant again, how could he possibly give her such an opportunity?

If she had a child, she would never have the chance to escape from him.

No wonder she's so afraid of getting pregnant.

No wonder he tried so hard to gain his trust in New York and went to such great lengths to kill Xiao Xiaowu.

He sneered disdainfully: "If it's difficult for you to stay by my side and be Ye Xiaowu, then don't do it. I forced you to stay by my side, but you were more unscrupulous than me, so you won. Now, you are free."

"We are done, once and for all."

She had never seen Xiao Yan look at her with such cold and desperate eyes and expressionless face.

It was no use what she said.

He just wanted her to go with him, and he didn't want to hear a word else.

Finish……

When he said it was over, it was forever over.

She stood on the deck and cried uncontrollably, her tears dried by the sea breeze and her vision was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.

The speedboat sailed away from her world without hesitation or pause.

It was she who didn't want to go with him.

It was she who didn't want him.

But why did she cry so miserably?

He had favored her so violently and compulsively, time and again, they had fallen into mutual depravity and redeemed each other.

Savage Mountain...

Mexican Prairies...

Guanyin Temple...

On the Su family cargo ship... He obsessively put the Buddhist beads back on her wrist.

California sunset...

Snowflakes in front of New York windows...

Thousands and thousands of heartbeats and sinkings, out of control and burning fiercely.

During those eleven months of absence, the more times the sun rose, the clearer the moments I experienced with him became.

She missed him more every day.

Until this moment of reunion, the aftereffects were so great that they almost destroyed her.

She misses him.

I really miss him.

But love has a time difference. She used to be sweet-mouthed and full of sweet talk, but she was inconsistent in what she said and what she meant time and time again.

Later, she spoke her mind and hesitated.

But her credit, in his eyes, had already been maxed out.

Even during the moment she hesitated, he felt that she was racking her brains to think of a way to cover up her lie.

He no longer believed in her and gave up... loving her.

……

The twenty-day luxury cruise trip ended and I remembered nothing.

That night, the golden wind and jade dew met, overturning all the paths that should have been taken.

They reunited briefly, but then parted more completely.

Yan Haoyue seemed to be free, yet completely trapped in South City. In this small cubicle, there was always endless work to do.

Because of business connection, she went on a business trip to the imperial capital branch and worked with Qiao Yu. It was inevitable that she would run into Bo Hanshi who came to pick people up occasionally.

It was Friday evening and the sun was setting beautifully.

Bo Hanshi came to pick up Qiao Yu from get off work and brought Yan Haoyue with him.

Yan Haoyue sat in the back seat and said, "Just take me to the hotel entrance."

Qiao Yu sat in the passenger seat and turned his head to look at her. "Let's have a meal together, or you will have to order food at the hotel. What do you want to eat?"

She leaned over there and said without thinking, "Let's have Nanyang cuisine. Does the capital have it? If not, it's fine."

Qiao Yu was stunned. She didn't expect that she still missed Nanyang.

Haoyue has always been heartless, so it is rare for him to remember someone for so long.

She searched around and found it. "Yes, there is a Nanyang-style restaurant with high reviews. It's in the Park Hyatt Hotel. How about we eat here?"

Yan Haoyue had no objection. After responding, he turned and looked out the window.

Just then, a sprinkler truck passed by the shade of the tree, and the mist it raised scattered colorful beams of light.

Qiao Yu also saw it when he looked up, and subconsciously took a photo of Bo Han who was driving, "Look, there's a rainbow over there!"

Yan Haoyue looked at Qiao Yu and seemed to find some resonance in her face. He smiled unconsciously and said, "That's not a rainbow, that's the Tyndall effect."

Ye Xiaowu had seen light effects ten thousand times more spectacular than this in the Savage Mountains of northern Myanmar.

That sunrise was like an old dream in Southeast Asia.

Qiao Yu seemed to sense something and suddenly asked, "Have you seen it with Xiao Yan?"

It has been so long since I came back, and this is not the first time I have heard Xiao Yan's name from other people.

Mr. Yan also mentioned it, but his tone was mostly not good.

She paused, but didn't avoid it. Before anyone else could scold him, she scolded him first: "I watched it with the bad guys."

She has experience.

Before the other party starts to criticize you, say something first, and they will stop attacking more quickly.

She couldn't join them in scolding him. If they scolded her too much, she couldn't help but retort, so she never mentioned Xiao Yan to anyone.

Qiao Yu didn't say anything, but teased considerately: "Then you can't forget the bad guy. My dad asked us to continue looking for blind dates for you. No matter how many blind dates we find, if you don't like them, it's all in vain."

There was silence for a moment.

For the first time, Qiao Yu asked her directly: "Have you...been in touch since then?"

She shook her head decisively, "No, he travels all over the world and doesn't have a fixed number, so how can I contact him?"

Bo Hanshi naturally saw through her thoughts. He glanced at her through the rearview mirror and said, "Don't worry that Yuyu is asking you about his whereabouts. Even if I know his whereabouts, even if I want to kill him, it will be difficult to kill him."

Xiao Yan was a genius with both intellectual and physical strength.

Bo Hanshi never denied this point.

Putting aside all personal grudges, he could understand even better than the Yan family why Yan Haoyue was obsessed with this bad guy.

Because apart from being bad, the villain is superior in every aspect, Xiao Yan is an absolute strong man.

If it weren't for Ye Qinghe's death, he felt that he and Xiao Yan might have become close friends who appreciated and competed with each other.

No one sitting in their position is clean, it is nothing but black, or even darker.

The strong ones who walk between black and white are flammable and explosive, which is a common characteristic.

Yan Haoyue didn't want to continue this topic, and said bluntly: "It's strange for me to talk to you about him. If I were Ye Xiaowu, I would subconsciously be on guard against you because you killed Ye Xiaowu. If I were Yan Haoyue, I wouldn't stand with you either, because I stand with Ye Xiaowu."

After being with that person for a long time, she started to speak very directly and didn't want to pretend anymore.

Anyway, there is no Mr. Yan here.

The people sent by Bo Hanshi almost killed Ye Xiaowu in the Guanyin Temple. She just doesn't like him now, so what?

I'm going to eat him up out of money later.

On this point, Bo Hanshi did not confront her. Instead of getting angry, he smiled and said, "You really love that bad guy."