The cold sea water took away his body temperature. The scene a year ago that caused him so much pain that it penetrated his bones was repeated again. He searched for her again and again like crazy, calling her name again and again. He almost couldn't tell the difference.
Qing, who exactly was he calling?
"Damn it! Where is she?!" He roared, not wanting anything to happen to the woman who felt her way, not wanting him to lose her like this before he could figure out his own heart...
The man was so frightened that he almost jumped into the sea water, and said with a sad face, "The stones in the bag will probably sink to the bottom of the sea long ago..."
"Impossible!" He didn't believe it and didn't dare to believe it.
Frightened by his frantic look, the man kept walking backwards, "This... we are paid to do things, it really has nothing to do with us."
The gun in his hand was raised completely uncontrollably and pointed at his head.
"Ah! Help! Help!" the man yelled, turning around and running wildly. Suddenly, he stopped, pointed at the sack protruding from the sea not far away, and shouted excitedly, "Found it! Found it!"
The person behind him had already rushed over, "Long Yunxin!"
When he fished out the torn sack, his whole body froze.
"Long Yunxin..."
Turning around, the gun was already pointed at the man, and he said coldly, "You all should be buried with her."
The man's face turned pale, "Ah, don't..."
"cough……"
A faint coughing sound penetrated into his ears amid the sound of waves.
He was shaken, turned around, and saw the person getting up from the sea, running towards her through the water.
"Damn it, do you have to get my attention in this way?!"
He held her trembling cold body tightly in his arms. At that moment, all the fear and self-blame he had felt disappeared with her appearance. It was as if his beloved woman was back and alive in front of him.
Xia Lan was shaking violently, her lips turned purple from the cold, "I hate the sea..."
"...Yes, I hate it too!"
He picked her up by the waist and walked towards the beach. Xia Lan hugged his waist and pressed her face against the skin of his chest.
The man was about to run away, but when he heard a "bang", the bullet made a small splash around him. He was so frightened that he froze and didn't dare to move. "No, no, I'm just holding back."
Money takes care of things…”
Fei Sijue hugged Xia Lan and walked back to the beach. "Can you stand up?" he asked gently.
"Yeah." She nodded.
He put her down, put one hand around her waist, and let her lean against him. He turned around and glanced at the man with cold eyes, "Tell me who wants to kill her."
"It's a man. I don't know him. He took the initiative to find me."
"Do you remember what he looked like?"
"Remember, remember!"
At this time, Song Wen had also arrived, "Boss!!"
Fei Sijue picked up Xia Lan again and said, "Leave it to you."
He walked to the road and put her in the car, "I'll take you to the hospital."