"You... Why are you following me?" A weak voice sounded, and Fan Chen opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time.

"Little... Xiao Xin "saw the figure in the distance, Fan Chen's body, and trembled violently.

"Why are you following me?"

"Why do you keep smiling at me?"

"Why are you here to protect me?"

"Are you an angel sent from heaven?"

"You ......"

In the previous life, everything came like a tide at the moment when mortal dust opened his eyes.

Soon, Fan Chen found that he was outside the picture.

In the picture, a young girl is reciting ancient poems under a tree, and behind the tree, a young man is hiding there.

The boy closed his eyes and listened to the girl's recitation, with a smile on his face, which looked unusually bright in the sunlight.

Suddenly, the screen jumps and I come to another place, which is a café.

"Please, donate some money, the child is in the hospital for emergency treatment, need money, please" A woman cried anxiously outside the café, looking very depressed, it seemed that she hadn't slept for a long time.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, and his dry lips had the word "dehydration" on them.

The women kept shouting and kowtowing for the insignificant dollar.

However, the pedestrians came in waves, and no one gave alms, did not stop, but just looked at the women coldly, as if they were looking at a clown.

"Auntie, there are 100,000 here, you take it back to pay for your child's medical bills, don't come to me again if it's not enough" A weak voice sounded, snow-white clothes, and a sweet smile, as if it could melt the cold of the world.

The sudden help kept the women in place.

"Thanks... Thank you" women, tears could not be held back any longer, falling like rain.

"It's okay, let's drink a glass of water first" The figure still smiled, and the sweet voice sounded again.

With trembling hands, she took the glass of water handed over by the figure, and the woman rarely did not drink it, but opened her eyes wide, watching her movements, wanting to keep this life-saving benefactor firmly in her heart.

And the girl didn't speak, and the picture was frozen in this moment.

If you look closely at this scene at this moment, you will find that in an alley behind the girl, a dark shadow is watching the girl.

The black shadow's right hand was dripping with blood, and somewhere in his chest was dented, and it looked like he had just fought someone.

The black shadow didn't have any painful expression, just stared at the girl in the distance, and a smile flashed under the immature face.

Obviously, the identity of a girl who can take out 100,000 at once must be unusual, and now that she appears here, she is obviously out of the bodyguard.

But she was not attacked by the killer at all, because a dark shadow behind her killed all the attackers, even though he himself was seriously injured.

The picture jumps again, this time, it's the forest.

"You, quickly take the young lady out and tell the chairman that this time, it is the black hand under the Wanxin Group" Blood flowed from the corners of a young man's mouth, but his figure still stood to buy time for the girl behind him.

On the body of the figure, there were dozens of sword scratches, and blood gushed out from time to time, which looked extremely terrifying.

The young man's face was pale, but he looked at the waves of black-clothed people in front of him expressionlessly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Live well" The boy turned around and smiled at the girl, and then the figure swept out like the wind.

The picture is stuck at this moment.

Looking at the scene in the picture, Fan Chen was silent for a long time.

The picture, jumping again, this time, is in a wedding hall.

The large crystal chandelier on the roof illuminates the entire auditorium, the precious paintings on the walls are mysterious and elegant, the smooth floor reflects a little shine, a straight red carpet in the center of the hall leads to the fantastic stage, and the two sides of the passage are piled up with all kinds of creative flower decorations.

At the end of the passage, there is a stage that has been arranged like a fairyland, and several elegant women in ancient costumes are sending melodious piano music to the guests on the stage.

"Why do you want your cousin to marry that guy, she obviously doesn't like him," a young girl growled in front of a group of people in one room.

"Miss, this is what the head of the family means, and we can't help it," one of the middle-aged men sighed.

"Then you can't sacrifice your cousin's happiness in exchange for the interests of the family, do you consider your cousin's feelings when you do this?"

"Take her down there, don't let her scream" A slightly majestic voice suddenly sounded behind the girl.

"Yes!" Hearing this, a group of people in front of the girl immediately set out, ignoring the girl's struggle, and took her down.

The owner of this voice did not appear, because the perspective of the picture did not move to this figure, but jumped.

"Knock knock! crackle!" The deafening sound of firecrackers resounded through the sky.

"The bride is coming, the bride is coming!" the people rushed to the door.

I saw hundreds of cars with red balloons tied to both sides of the door, slowly parked in front of the temple door, and the first white car at the head was dressed up very beautifully by the ribbon and red flowers.

The car door opened, and a figure stepped out of the car, only to see him in a straight suit, shiny leather shoes, and a conspicuous red flower on his chest, with the word "groom" written on the red ribbon under the flower, and the bride wearing a wedding dress and holding flowers behind him.

"Wow! that's beautiful!" some people chattered.

But the bride didn't move, and walked forward numbly.

The picture jumped again, jumping to the time when the host read the wedding speech.

"One heart will always bear the fruits of labor, and the flowers of happiness will always bloom.

A hundred years of repair can be crossed in the same boat, and a thousand years of repair can be slept together.

Meeting in the vast sea of people is clearly a fate thousands of years ago.

Congratulations on your wonderful marriage!" The host said aloud.

"Murong Feng, do you want this woman to be your wife and make a marriage contract with her, whether it is illness or health, or any other reason, love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and always be loyal to her until the end of her life?"

"I do"

"Fang Xin, do you want this man to be your husband and to marry him, to love him, to take care of him, to respect him, to accept him, to be faithful to him until the end of his life, whether he is sick or healthy, poor or rich, or any other reason?"

"I don't want to!" a cold voice echoed in all directions in this wedding hall.

The sudden chaotic sound made the wedding stop suddenly.

A figure gradually appeared in front of everyone, this figure was named Fan Chen.

At this time, Fan Chen's eyes were unusually cold and looked at Murong Feng next to Fang Xin, and when he was glanced at by this glance, Murong Feng's face suddenly became difficult to look at.

"I used to say that I would take you to see the most beautiful fireworks, and now, I will take you to see them"