The wedding date is getting closer and closer, and the preparations are completed one by one.

The hotel is set, it is a luxury manor on the Bund with a sea view, Li Xuan has personally been to see it, the scenery is beautiful, and the world is magnificent.

The wedding car is also set, He Wangcai is looking for luxury cars, not seeking performance, only price, the more expensive the better.

Li Xuan did not refuse.

The invitations were sent out one by one, and they received blessings and red envelopes, most of which were Gu Xiaoai's friends and relatives on the parents' side.

Li Xuan has very few friends, and he is considered to be a close friend, and Fang Zhe is alone.

As for his former classmates and colleagues, he didn't have much contact with him five years ago, let alone now.

In the past few days, Li Xuan has used various means to contact Fang Zhe, but there has been no news, this person is like evaporating from the world.

Fang Zhe is an orphan, a financial genius who came out of the orphanage.

Li Xuan knew that he also didn't have many friends, to be precise, maybe just himself.

Li Xuan clearly remembers that scene-

When he graduated from college, Fang Zhe, who had always been cold and proud, got drunk one night and stood on the roof of the dormitory building with tears streaming down his face.

"Li Xuan, I am destined to be a loner, fuck my parents, fuck my friends, fuck my family!"

"In this life, it is necessary to solve all problems with money, drink the strongest wine, the most wild grass, die, leave no tombstones, no descendants, and sprinkle the ashes into the sea......"

"You'll have to do it for me yourself, that's the only purpose I'm making friends with you. ”

The fifty-eight-degree two-pot head is very heartburning, and the stomach feels like a fire when you drink it, but it can't compare to this sentence, which can burn out a hole in your heart.

Where did he go?

Coming out of the gate of the Public Security Bureau, Li Xuan clenched his fists tightly.

The household registration file shows that Fang Zhe died, about three years ago, not long after the divorce, he died.

Li Xuan went to the funeral home non-stop.

The archival information here shows that Fang Zhe still left the last mark in the world, in the cemetery in the western suburbs, there is a three-foot land.

So, on this drizzly afternoon, Li Xuan came to the Western Suburbs Cemetery alone.

didn't bring flowers, Fang Zhe hated flowers very much, but he brought two bottles of high-height Fenjiu, and a pack of Hongta Mountain for ten yuan, which would still be seven yuan, and now the price has increased.

A tombstone stands there.

The inscription on it made Li Xuan slightly stunned, and he immediately laughed, picked up the wine bottle and poured a few big sips.

The inscription reads - "Fang Zhe, the invincible Fang Zhe of the Heaven and Earth Firmament and the Universe is dead, buried here, and is a good man again after eighteen years." ”

The dense words filled the entire monument, which was even more violent than when he was alive.

Li Xuan believes that this tombstone must have been carved by him himself before his death, and others can't say such things, and maybe no one will collect his body at all.

Divine sense glanced at it, under the cement table was an urn, a handful of white ash, Li Xuan was sure, this guy still broke his promise after all, and what was said to be sprinkled into the sea?

Swindler.

Big liars.

lit a cigarette, this was the first time Li Xuan smoked after his return, and lit another one, erected it in front of the tombstone, green smoke curling, like a sigh.

Li Xuan wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, and he couldn't hear it anyway.

As for the future, Qingming Festival will come to burn paper money for him?

Don't even think about it, it's useless except to pollute the environment.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, the rain gradually stopped, and a strange sound quietly came into Li Xuan's ears.

It was the heavy wheezing of men, the suppressed and irritating moans of women, and the sound of flesh and flesh colliding together.

Looking around, he glanced in the direction where the sound came from, and Li Xuan was stunned for a while.

At the other end of the cemetery, in a hidden corner, leaning against a tombstone whose one it is, a man and a woman are doing indescribable things.

The woman is very beautiful, with a delicate figure, very white skin, and a colorful tattoo on her back, so cool that she has no friends, but at the moment she is lying there and being spanked.

As for the man......

Li Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Fang Zhe, I'll grass your uncle!"

……

……

Fang Zhe, who is dressed well, looks very chic and handsome, even if it is a T-shirt and jeans, he can also wear the feeling of a fashionable male model, with a pendant hanging on his chest, which is a bullet.

I haven't seen him for five years, he has darkened a lot, and he has become much stronger, and he has an excellent figure at the glimpse just now.

It's just that there is a scar on his forehead, although it has faded a lot, but it is still clearly visible, adding a bit of wild atmosphere.

Li Xuan could see that this was shot with a gun, and it should have been a bullet grazing his forehead, and if he went a few deeper, it was estimated that the skull would be pierced.

The woman was shy and had already run away.

The joy in the cemetery is exciting, but if someone finds out, it is terrifying.

Fang Zhe didn't care, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip with a laugh, glanced at Li Xuan, there was some light in his eyes, and said casually: "Long time no see." ”

Seeing the red invitation card in Li Xuan's hand, Fang Zhe lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "Hey, this is going to get married?"

"Make-up wedding. ”

Li Xuan said expressionlessly.

Standing face to face, Li Xuan could see very clearly that Fang Zhe had a layer of bloody qi on his body, which was not thick, but it must not be said lightly, there were at least dozens of lives on his hands.

It's hard to imagine what kind of things he went through.

Li Xuan did not use the soul searching technique, in his relatives and friends, he had never used such immortal methods, firstly, it would always cause some damage to his mind, and secondly, it was also disrespectful.

Fang Zhe naturally didn't know that his details had been seen through a lot, and he said indignantly: "Gu Xiaoai this girl, I really like it too, you fuck, it's just a good fate, and all the good things are taken by you." I have seen your daughter, I glanced at it from afar, very beautiful little girl, you can't do it when you are away, and now that you are back, Lao Tzu can also be a godfather. ”

Li Xuan nodded.

Fang Zhe was silent for a moment, and then said again: "I won't go to the wedding, I'll send you a big gift when I go back, Lao Tzu is a person who has a lot of opportunities, and it is estimated that we will not see each other in the future." ”

Li Xuan smiled faintly, just shook his head, and continued to be silent.

So Fang Zhe completely broke his work, looked angry and ruined, and shouted angrily.

"Grass, you speak!"

"Who is this dead face for!"

"Don't talk again, I'm gone!"

turned around to leave, his arm was tightly pulled by Li Xuan, he broke free twice, didn't break away, and turned back in surprise.

Li Xuan stood there with an unfathomable smile on his face.

This smile made Fang Zhe a little hairy, and he felt indescribable in his heart, and then he heard Li Xuan's voice.

"Brother, you can't. ”

"Lao Tzu has killed a lot more people than you, and I haven't seen you for five years, and you are still not as good as me. ”