"What are you talking about?" Murong Nuan struggled desperately, but he hugged her very hard, and she couldn't even make it.

"Don't treat me like this..." he whispered, "This is my mother's residence."

Murong Nuan indeed stopped struggling, and she had heard of Fu Yujie's mother.

That was a very legendary woman, especially in that era.

"When I was a child, my mother was a young and beautiful movie star, and there were many suitors around me. Originally, if she had not married her father and met a man who truly loved her, she might not have died of depression." Fu Yujie smiled self-deprecatingly.

She stared at him in a daze, and suddenly remembered the woman she could only see in the legendary story.

She came from a famous family and made her debut as a star at the age of 16 with her extraordinary beauty. She has been popular for ten years. When she met Fu Yujie's father and married her, she was full of joy and resolutely gave up her career.

However, the so-called love in men's mouth cannot last forever.

Not long after Fu Yujie's mother was pregnant, her husband got along with her best friend.

The woman who was deeply hit still chose to give birth to a child. Everyone thought she would endure it, but unexpectedly, she ran away from the hospital shortly after she recovered.

And the child was kept by her.

"Nannuan, do you think she is very selfish? She obviously didn't want me back then, but before she died, she told me that she was my mother and left me a house. I originally hated her, but when I came to such a ghost place, I couldn't imagine how she survived loneliness until she died. I suddenly couldn't hate it, just want to live here and feel the breath of her life."

He sat quietly in front of her. Outside the window, dazzling snowflakes were printed on the window glass, reflecting his handsome face, and there was a kind of vividness of radiance.

"Fu Yujie..." She was stunned for a moment and stuttered softly, "I'm sorry, I don't know you have such a life experience..."

"It's okay," he leaned over gently, half-squatted in front of her, raised his head and looked at her eagerly like a child, "I beg you, don't stay away from me, and don't hate me. OK?"

Murong Nuan stared at him in a daze. He had done so many bad things and deceived her again and again. This time, it was the same as before. Is it a routine?

"I won't believe you." She pulled her hand back from his hand.

He chuckled, stuffed the pistol on his body into Murong Nuan's palm, held her hand hard, and whispered: "If I dare to be disrespectful to you again, you will kill me with one shot."

The barrel was still carrying the temperature of Fu Yujie's palm. She lowered her eyes and muttered in a low voice: "What's the use of giving it to me? I can't open it..."

He looked up at the window and chuckled: "The snow outside seems to be smaller. I'll take you out to fight hares and teach you how to use guns."

He held her hand hard and took her out the door without saying a word.

In the white snow, it is as pure as the world in a fairy tale.

The cold snowflakes fell on Murong Nuan's face. She raised her head, blinked her eyes, and couldn't help but stretch out her palms to catch the coolness.

She remembered the winter she spent with Shangguan Yao in Akita Prefecture, and it was also in the snow. He held her hand and said that he would love her forever.

The illusion in front of him broke, reflecting Shangguan Yao's pale cheeks.

She sniffed, hugged her arms tightly, and looked at him softly: "Fu Yujie, I'm cold."

Murong Nuan had never spoken to him in such a wronged and pitiful tone. His heart moved, as if he had been twitched by a soft whisk, itchy, just like the day he first saw her.

"Let's go back to the house." He grabbed her hand and took her back without hesitation.

"You go and get my clothes for me, okay?" She stood at the door, stamped the snow on her shoes, and said softly.

Seeing her looking at the surrounding scenery with novel eyes, Fu Yujie couldn't help but smile docilely, raised his hand and touched her cheek, pushed open the door and walked in.

Seeing him disappear, she gritted her teeth and turned to run towards the snow.

She didn't believe that there would be no one else here except this house.

Just after a few steps, a gunshot came from the house, accompanied by the shattering of the window glass.

She was stunned and slowly turned around. Through the glass, she saw Fu Yujie slowly falling down.

A black muzzle pointed at her. The man holding the gun was the man named Shabang.

As if she was not interested in her, Sha Bang smiled, put down his gun casually, bent down and dragged Fu Yujie's body, and walked into the room.

A long blood mark winds on the floor and merges into a bright river.

Murong Nuan clenched her fists tightly and turned around and left.

Every step in the snow is extremely difficult.

Fu Yujie's gentle expression flashed over and over in her mind. She gritted her teeth and continued to walk towards the distance without looking back.

In the room, Shabang looked at the gradually smaller back and giggled at Fu Yujie on the ground.

"Tsk tsk, this woman is so cruel. She watched me hurt you, but she didn't care about it and ran for her own life."

Fu Yujie was shot in the abdomen, covered the wound with both hands, and was sweating profusely.

"Who are you? Why deal with me?"

Shabang played with the gun in his hand, blew the muzzle, pointed it at Fu Yujie's leg, and fired another shot without any mercy.

Fu Yujie twitched in pain and lay on the ground and turned into a rice dumpling.

"Fu Yujie, you are so noble that you forget too much. You don't remember me, but I can't forget you even if I die," Sha Bang squatted down and patted his pale face with a gloomy face. "Do you still remember the aunt who swept the floor in your company a year ago? Just because of mopping the floor, the aunt who accidentally dragged her leather shoes?"

Fu Yujie opened his eyes blankly. He had many enemies, but he didn't have to make enemies with a cleaning aunt, right?

Seeing that he could never recall it, Sha Bang smiled, grabbed the gun slowly, and shot Fu Yujie's leg again. He screamed and understood it violently on the ground.

Blood soon penetrated out of his trousers and dyed the ground red. He lay in a pool of blood, barely cheered up, and said coldly: "Even if you beat me to death, I can't remember it."

"Can't remember?" Shabang gritted his teeth and roared, "You made her lose her job because of a small mistake? Do you know that she is in her sixties and has no other income except this job that can maintain food and clothing? Do you know that she jumped from your company building because you quit her?"

Fu Yujie was so painful that he was almost fainted. Even so, in Shabang's hatred eyes, he finally remembered something.

A year ago, a cleaning aunt jumped off the building in their company building. It is said that the aunt had a son who was serving a prison sentence. She suffered from illness and lost her job. After losing her job, she completely lost hope in her life, so she chose to commit suicide.

Even so, what does this have to do with the man in front of you?

He suddenly felt a warning in his heart, and he tried hard to raise his head and stared at him: "Are you her son serving his sentence in prison?"

Sha Bang chuckled, stepped on his wound, and slowly crushed: "You finally remembered me. It's not easy. I chased you all the way to this ice and snow. I was thinking about how to deal with you. You chose an excellent burial place. Did you see the heavy snow outside? Later, I will strip you naked and drag it out and throw it into the snow to cool you down. What do you think of this way of death?"

Fu Yujie gasped and laughed in a low voice, "This method is good, but it must be able to kill me."

Sha Bang said angrily: "You kid is still pretending to be garlic! I won't kill you..."

With a "clang", Shabang's tall body suddenly fell down.

Behind him was Murong Nuan, whose face was flushed with cold, and her long black hair was covered with frozen snowflakes.

Fu Yujie smiled bitterly: "Are you stupid? You finally have the chance to escape, why are you back?"

Murong Nuan threw away the wooden sticks he picked up from the snow outside, found a rope, and tied Shabang tightly.

"Is there any **?" She looked at him with a stern face.

Fu Yujie was stunned: "In the drawer."

She ran over, found a few ** and threw them into the cup. After they melted, she opened Shabang's mouth and poured it in.

"This kid shot me several times, and it hurt so much that I was about to go crazy. I simply shot him to save trouble." Fu Yujie said with a deep face.

"Fu Yujie, you dare!" Murong Nuan glared at him fiercely, "If you dare to kill him, you will let me down my original intention of coming back to save you."

After everything was arranged, she helped Fu Yujie up and carefully looked at the injuries on his body.

There are three wounds, one in the abdomen, which is not fatal, and two are on the same leg. It depends on the tendency of bleeding. If the bullet is not removed in time, I am afraid that the nerves in the legs will die.

She frowned for a while, staring at him with sharp eyes: "Are you afraid of pain?"

As if he had thought of something terrible, Fu Yujie's face changed and he subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"Nannuan, listen to me..."

Murong Nuan turned a deaf ear to her ears. After walking around, she collected everything she could collect and sat in front of him with a serious look on her face.

A pair of scissors, a knife, a pair of tweezers, anti-inflammatory drugs, medical gauze, and candles and lighters.

Fu Yujie's eyelids began to hop wildly. He licked his dry lips in fear, and couldn't help but tremble.

"Well, Nuannuan, why don't you drive away the car at the door now? That's it, I'll give you the map to the airport..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Murong Nuan interrupted him, picked up a pair of scissors, and disinfected the lit candle. "There is no anesthetic, so if I cut your wound later, it will definitely hurt a little. Don't be afraid, I will take out the bullet for you as soon as possible."

Cut... Cut open the wound...

Fu Yujie watched her slowly approaching in horror, and couldn't help but curl back slowly.

"Nannuan, don't make trouble, you will die... Don't come over..."
Chapter completed!