It was Fu Xinian who spoke.

He still had the same cold appearance, but he was surrounded by an aura as sharp as a sword. Raising his hand, the candlestick placed on the sacrificial table had already flown towards the gangsters who held Song Wenbei hostage with a fierce wind.

The man was surprised by the speed at which the candlestick flew and hurriedly dodged, but as soon as he dodged, he heard the crisp sound of glass breaking.

Looking back, I saw that the portrait held by Song Wenbei had been broken into several pieces, and the girl's face was also mottled and meandered.

It turned out that his target was the most cherished photo of this gangster.

The man's eyes turned red in an instant, and he stared at Fu Xinian.

And Fu Xinian squinted his dark eyes and looked back coldly, he didn't want to interfere, but since he dared to provoke his woman, then all of this was his own fault!

"Ahh I'm going to kill you! I want you to bury my daughter! The man's eyes were already shining abnormally, his mind was completely shattered by the cruelty of reality, and the dagger in his hand began to fly chaotically.

The surrounding crowd trembled to avoid the gangsters' repeated attacks, wanting to stay away from this attack circle, and farther away. In the end, the gangster's close body was only Song Wenbei and Su Yi.

Song Wenbei nodded slightly at Su Yi, and when he stretched out his hand again, it was a very hostile code that the two had a tacit understanding before. Su Yi was stunned, she was so willingly involved in this storm that could have been kept away for herself. Well, since she is full of affection, how can she live up to this kindness!

It's just that the gangsters shook their minds, and the two of them attacked at the same time. The once tricks and styles, the once smart and elegant, and the familiar feeling have come back between cooperation and resistance again and again. Defending, attacking, the flowing movements between the two men seemed like a specially prepared performance, and already the daring guests had recovered from the threat of being hijacked and began to applaud.

Fu Xinian's fists clenched tighter and tighter, heh, they are really in love.

But today, I want to do this thing of beating mandarin ducks!

His things must not be touched by others.

What's more, it's his woman!

Feeling the unkind anger of the person next to him and the pace that he didn't want to go, Qiao Anyi's hand holding his sleeve tightened, and he opened his mouth, already pleading, "Brother Xinian, don't leave me." ”

Joan had tears in her eyes, and she used a title that once belonged only to them.

Fu Xinian's heart moved slightly, and the steps on his feet also paused, and he held Qiao Anyi's palm back, warming her slightly cool fingertips.

Yes, no matter how much I appreciate and cherish that little woman, Qiao Anyi beside me must not let go.

Fu Xinian, you are so impulsive, it is really getting more and more unreasonable.

Qiao Anyi felt the sudden warmth, and the coldness at the corners of his mouth melted inadvertently, just like before, just like they were familiar with the intimate past, this pair of beautiful people, again, clinged to each other tightly.

And Song Wenbei, who was fighting hard with Su Yi, just looked back inadvertently, and this harmonious but dazzling scene suddenly occupied her eyes and settled in her heart.

After all, they are the match made in heaven in this world, and they are the veritable third party!

"Babe!"

"Song Wenbei!"

Su Yi and Fu Xinian exclaimed at the same time, it turned out that with this stunned kung fu, the gangsters who were originally skilled had already grasped Song Wenbei's trance, and the bright knife and the cool wind rushed towards Song Wenbei's cheeks and attacked viciously.

At this moment of crisis, Song Wenbei calmed down even more.

At the moment of life and death, she forgot to resist and struggle, but instead, it was the bits and pieces of the past that swirled in her mind and became clearer and clearer.

She suddenly understood the tangled and chaotic thoughts in her heart for the past few days, and understood what she couldn't let go of in her heart, what kind of person she couldn't let go of.

The mouth moved freely, and in the end, she still murmured, "Su Yi ......."

This whisper, although soft, clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Whether it is Qiao Anyi, Su Yi, or Fu Xinian.

Fu Xinian's original clenched fist suddenly loosened. The eyes behind the lenses are as calm as ever, and they are even more indifferent than usual. But the calmness on his face couldn't hide his unwillingness, panic, and heartache at the moment.

Song Wenbei, good! That's nice!

My wife, when she was in danger, when life and death were at stake,

In the brain,

Heart

Mouth

It's all another man!

Case!

Then you will go to hell with that man!

Against his will, he persuaded himself that a pair of bright lenses that couldn't see clearly behind his eyes concealed the worry and affection in his eyes.

Finally, he glanced at Fu Xinian's direction from afar, and looked at his indifference as before, Song Wenbei was relieved. It's good that you don't have to worry about me that way. Although, you might, never remembered me.

I closed my eyes in resignation and imagined the sadness of the joke that "white knives go in and red knives out" when it was really practiced, but the pain did not come as expected.

On the contrary, there was a sound of flesh tearing around.

When he opened his eyes again, Song Wenbei's world was completely submerged in blood, bright red blood.

The tall back that once accompanied her fell down in a daze.

Su Yi's body leaned slowly, getting closer and closer to the cold ground, but his eyes never left Song Wenbei, who haunted him, as if he wanted to carve her silhouette into his eyes. Listening to the sound of blood gurgling out of his body, Su Yi didn't feel half of the pain.

Her sentence Su Yi, that sentence between life and death, does it represent-

Won yourself?!

"Su Yi!" Song Wenbei ran up and hugged him, why was he so stupid! didn't wait for the ruthless sentence he gave him, after his sentence "Su Yi", it was clear -

It's to say "I'm sorry"!

But now, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, even his eyes are full of her reflections!

Such a he, such a stupid he, how to let himself give up, how to leave calmly.

Xu is cold eyes watched this love and hatred of the crowd finally someone reacted and called the police, Gu Shuning and the arrival of the others, finally turned the tide of the battle, a rainstorm calmed down, but he fell down......

"Su Yi, ** hold me up!" Gu Shuning, who came in a hurry, still had a strong smell of wind and dust on his body, but he didn't care about breathing, he was already kneeling on the ground, supporting Su Yi's head with one hand, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down his angular face.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he doesn't feel sad.

Ambulance, lab coat, disinfectant.

The smell of suffocation, the depressing scene, Song Wenbei sat on the bench in the corridor, not daring to look at the indicator light in the operating room. She buried her head deep between her legs, whimpering, tears already dry.