"You don't remember." I can only make up: "You had a drink that day and I accosted you at a bar." Because I was conquered by your grace and handsomeness, and fell in love with you. I also told you the address of my house, but I didn't expect you to come! It's like pie in the sky! I held my heart and exhausted my sincerity, "The handwriting on the marriage certificate was imitated by myself, please don't mind, in fact...... I just want to keep it as a memento. ”

"It's really heartfelt." Fanyin hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a mocking smirk, and then spread his palms to the black-clothed man in the co-pilot.

The man in black handed him the marriage certificate, took the cigarette in his mouth, picked up the match, tilted his head and lit the cigarette, and then lit a corner of the marriage certificate with the embers on the matchstick. The marriage certificate here is pure paper, so the flames burst into flames.

I still remember the morning I got my marriage license, it was sunny and clean, and he carefully picked it up with a clear trolley clip and put it neatly in my purse. He stood under the old tree full of flowers at the entrance of the government building, with starry eyes, and said: "Wife, from today onwards you will have a home, and your family is a carload of children that I and we are going to have." ”

As a result, it was only a month, and the marriage certificate was burned by his own hands.

I looked at the firelight, and my heart ached, and I couldn't help but put my hand in through the car window to save it. He lifted his eyelids and pressed the window button with his fingers. The glass rose mechanically, clamping my arm, thrust squeezing my flesh and pressing the veins beneath it. The pain was followed by numbness, and at the same time, I could clearly feel my arm gradually cold.

He turned a blind eye, reached out and pushed the car door, throwing the burning marriage certificate to the ground. My arm was still clamped, pulled and pulled, and my shoulder blade was almost dislocated.

He finally pressed the window button again.

I hurriedly withdrew my hand, covering the black and cyan indentations on my arm, looking at the face that I was very familiar with, but also very unfamiliar.

Is he demon-possessed? Still is...... Was he pretending to be before?

Fanyin hooked her finger at me.

Without reason, I could judge that I couldn't disobey him just by feeling, so I hurriedly leaned over and learned the attitude of the man in black: "Mr. Fan." ”

"Good." He scratched my face with his fingers and leaned over his head, his hair still smelling of lemon that I was familiar with. But he looked at me coldly, exuding mortal danger: "If it's really a prank, then you're in luck today." But if you're lying, beware of your. ”

After that, the man in black also got into the car, and the group left.

I turned to look at the marriage papers, and the fire was gone, leaving only charred and crispy wreckage on the ground. I wanted to rescue the wreckage, but suddenly a gust of wind came and rolled them up and blew them away.

Fanyin's run was completely gone, and no one took the initiative to contact me.

I turned my home inside out and found Fanyin's ID card, driver's license, and bachelor's degree. The photos of him on these documents are all smiling, and they are familiar to me. But he couldn't find any contact information related to his father.

I had to go to the police station and report the incident, telling the police that I suspected that my husband might be mentally ill or possessed by some strange spirit, and that I needed to ask his father. The police recorded it in detail, checked his information in the system, and asked, "Your husband's name is Fanyin?" ”