Not far away, Bai Guan'er stood under a big tree, looking at the two figures leaning against each other, with a bright and proud smile on her lips.
Fu Xixi, Bo Zhanye, you may never see each other in life or death, and never miss each other when you see each other.
It hurts people but hurts the heart. This is the price you pay for deceiving me!
...
Imperial City.
It has been nearly a month since Fu Xixi disappeared.
Everyone went from the initial collapse and sadness to despair and fear. They subconsciously felt that Fu Xixi was dead and would never come back. They relied entirely on the idea of "living without seeing the body" to survive.
Only Bo Zhanye firmly believed that Fu Xixi was still alive.
He devoted himself to experimental research and developed another way to find Fu Xixi-blood breath.
Bai Guan'er's IQ was underestimated before. With her mind, she would inevitably cover up Fu Xixi's aura and avoid the search and rescue dogs, so the search team found nothing.
However, if a person's appearance, breath, and even gender can be changed, blood is the only one that cannot be changed.
If the special molecules in each person's blood are extracted and made into a breath and body fragrance unique to each person, Fu Xixi should be found based on this.
Since having this idea, Bo Zhanye has not left the laboratory for a day.
He even brought in Lan Jiao and other twins to study the similarities between the twins and increase the speed of the experiment.
After ten days of non-stop work and high efficiency, the experiment finally achieved a major success.
"Immediately pass this data on to conduct a national population census."
Mo Nanxi said: "Yes, Master Jiu. I'll do it right away, but you should rest first and get some sleep."
Bo Zhanye said with a cold face: "I don't want to raise this issue anymore. You..."
‘Bang!’ Before he could finish his words, a heavy punch suddenly landed on the back of his neck. His eyes closed, his tall figure softened, and he fell to one side.
A strong arm stretched out to catch his body.
This is Fu Yiqian.
He could no longer stand the sight of Bo Zhanye being so busy, he would definitely die if he didn't rest.
Once Xixi comes back, how will he explain it?
He said: "You go and do the census, and I will take care of him to sleep."
"Yes! Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty!" Mo Nanxi turned around and left with great excitement.
At this time, the only one who can forcefully take care of Master Jiu is Fu Yiqian.
His Master Jiu is really pitiful, having encountered so many things...
Is it so difficult to get married and love someone?
...
Three months later.
Bo Zhan was at the gate of the early childhood education school that night, sending his two children into the school.
Without Fu Xixi, he fully shouldered the responsibilities of a father, making breakfast for his children, sending them to school, and sleeping with them.
Because without their mother's care, they can no longer live without their father's care.
He also always believed that Fu Xixi would come back.
"Ding dong ding dong ding~~" The ringtone of the cell phone rang.
It's Mo Nanxi's phone number.
Bo Zhanye swiped to answer the call. Compared with the excitement he used to expect every time he answered the phone, he was now very calm:
"Hello?"
But unexpectedly, an extremely excited voice came from the other end: