Mu Wanwan is dead.
Her life was taken away with extremely cruel means, and her body was buried on a barren mountain outside Beijing.
The soul was bound underground with the body for a long time. It wasn't until someone dug her out of the earth that Mu Wanwan's soul was freed from the darkness.
Then, she saw the man in a black suit, kneeling on the ground, holding her stinking body in his arms with trembling hands.
The movements are careful and gentle, as if caring for the most beautiful treasure in the world.
The temperature inside the mountain is very low, and although Mu Wanwan's body has not yet begun to rot, it has already begun to look horrifying.
But the man held her terrifyingly shaped body tightly, with such force that he seemed to want to rub her body into his bones and blood.
Seeing the pain written all over the man's familiar face, Mu Wanwan opened her mouth and shouted.
"Brother Sihan!"
But Bao Sihan couldn't hear her. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his shoulders trembling.
Crying like a trapped animal, depressing and desperate.
I don't know how long it took, but Bao Sihan took out a string of dark beads from his pocket and put them on the wrist of the corpse in his arms.
With the string of beads, the odor on her body miraculously disappeared.
Mu Wanwan is very knowledgeable about antiques and recognized the string of beads at a glance. They were the magnetic beads that can make corpses immortal.
"Wanwan, I'll take you home." Bao Sihan's deep, magnetic voice was filled with a hint of strange magic. He lowered his head and helped her tidy up her hair, then hugged her and stood up to leave.
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For the next six months, Mu Wanwan's soul followed Bao Sihan.
Bao Sihan put her in the villa where they lived together before, helped her dress up beautifully, and watched TV and chat with her.
Even though it was just a lifeless body that would never respond to him again, he was happy with it.
Mu Wanwan felt that Bao Sihan was crazy because he lost her.
She never thought that Bao Sihan would love her to this extent.
Originally, Mu Wanwan thought that Bao Sihan would continue to be so crazy, until a few days later, Bao Sihan's men brought all those who killed her to the villa.
"Wanwan, are you lonely alone?" In the early morning, Bao Sihan changed her clothes and put on makeup for her as usual.
Only this time, he put Mu Wanwan into a white wedding dress, and he also put on a white tuxedo.
This was the first time Mu Wanwan saw Bao Sihan in a tuxedo. He had extremely beautiful bones, the kind of beauty that blurred gender, but his eyebrows were particularly aggressive, making people dare not blaspheme.
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"Wanwan, we will be reunited soon, so you don't have to be afraid of being alone anymore." Bao Sihan whispered softly into the corpse's ear, like an affectionate whisper between lovers.
Next, Mu Wanwan saw Bao Sihan put her in the wheelchair and push her out.
The people who were tied up in the living room seemed to have seen a ghost when they saw Bao Sihan and the wheelchair he was pushing!
It's a pity that their mouths are sealed and they can only make whining sounds.
After Mu Wanwan saw Bao Sihan dismissing the rest, he took out a small bomb detonator.
"No!" As Mu Wanwan's heart-rending scream sounded, Bao Sihan pressed the detonator in his hand without hesitation.
Bang-
With a loud noise, Mu Wanwan's world returned to darkness.
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