Sand sculpture cannon fodder attack in the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

After hanging up the phone, Chu Ze followed the traces on the ground.

All the way to a small warehouse outside.

He took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and opened the door without hesitation.

The light penetrated through the main entrance and shone on Qi Yan's calm face.

He was tied to a chair, with a gun on his head, and Zhou Shilin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, stood beside him.

"Long time no see, Chu Ze." Zhou Shilin sneered, and said viciously, "You're really good at it!"

"What conditions?" Chu Ze walked over calmly, standing in front of Zhou Shilin and asked.

"You fucking pretending to be me?" Zhou Shilin raised his hand and slapped Qi Yan across the face.

"Wait." Chu Ze panicked and shouted, "I can promise you anything you want."

"Kneel down first!" Zhou Shilin shot Chu Ze in the knee.

Chu Ze didn't make a sound, and slowly knelt on the ground.

"Prepare a boat for me, I know you are good." Zhou Shilin was so angry that he was about to lose his mind.

It's not bad that his family is a spy, but they have been hiding it well, and things like drug trafficking are just wandering around the periphery.

Doing some matchmaking, something like a broker, didn't come to fruition, Chu Ze is too powerful, and directly exposed his old background.

What the police didn't find out, he let Chu Ze do it alone.

Now that he is hiding in Tibet, he has long wanted to go back.

"I can promise you, release Qi Yan first." Chu Ze said expressionlessly.

"No, you kid is full of tricks, I have to take Qi Yan with me." Zhou Shilin kicked Qi Yan from behind.

Qi Yan immediately felt a little pain in his stomach, and big drops of sweat flowed down his cheeks.

"Don't touch Qi Yan, what's the matter with him, I will take you to be buried with him!" Chu Ze stared fiercely into Zhou Shilin's eyes.

Zhou Shilin also knew that now was not the time to be impulsive, but he just couldn't swallow the breath, so he said to Chu Ze, "Crawl over like a dog."

Chu Ze did exactly that, seeing the obedience of the other party, Zhou Shilin didn't feel any joy of revenge.

At this moment, Qi Yan finally found the angle and used his own diamond ring to shoot a dazzling light into Zhou Shilin's eyes.

Chu Ze rushed over desperately, protecting Qi Yan under his body.

After two gunshots, Qi Yan saw Zhou Shilin lying in a pool of blood through the gap.

Looking up and seeing Lin Hanzhang's figure, Qi Yan was completely relieved at this moment.

"I will protect you." Chu Ze smiled faintly.

Qi Yan felt something was wrong, raised his hand tremblingly, and put his arms around Chu Ze's back.

It was wet there, he retracted his hand in a daze, and there was only a bright red in front of his eyes.

The brain stopped thinking, and Qi Yan didn't even know how he followed him to the hospital.

The door of the emergency room remained closed, and Qi Yan borrowed a cigarette from Lin Hanzhang with bloody hands.

"You are still pregnant with the child." Lin Hanzhang rejected Qi Yan's request.

Hearing the child, Qi Yan finally broke down, crying and venting at the top of his lungs.

Anyone who asked him to leave became the target of his kicking and beating.

Qi Ying also couldn't believe that Qi Yan would be like this one day.

Three months later...

Qi Yan's belly got bigger.

He still sets the time every morning and comes to change the flowers in the vase.

Then he stood by the hospital bed and talked to Chu Ze.

Before he woke up, Qi Yan carefully wiped Chu Ze's body until he reached his right hand.

He clearly saw the hideous scar on Chu Ze's wrist.

Chu Ze had been covered with artificial skin before, and he never had a chance to see it, thus ignoring Chu Ze's feelings for him.

He also learned from Lin Hanzhang that when Chu Ze thought he was dead and committed suicide without hesitation, Qi Yan felt that there would never be anyone in this world who loved him more than Chu Ze.

But... But, why did God take this beauty back?

A year later, Qi Yan stood in front of the tombstone holding a baby.

The light rain soaked the newly erected tombstone, and the bunch of white chrysanthemums next to it was soaked by the rain and stuck to the wrapping paper.

The little baby babbled at the tombstone ignorantly, as if calling for the dearest person in the world.

The black umbrella covered Qi Yan's face, and he couldn't see any expression.

Just as he was about to bend down, a worried voice suddenly came.

"Be careful." A man rushed over to support Qi Yan.

"It's raining, who asked you to come?" Chu Ze looked distressed to death.

"They said you came to the cemetery, so I'll bring the baby to see his grandmother." Qi Yan handed the umbrella to Chu Ze.

Qi Yan, who had given birth to a child, gained a lot of weight.

"Don't run around, what if something happens?" Chu Ze complained.

"How can I be so fragile?" Qi Yan pouted.

"You still have the nerve to say it." During the coma, Chu Ze seemed to have entered a box. He could hear and see outside, but the people outside couldn't hear his voice.

When Qi Yan was in labor, he stayed beside his hospital bed until he was about to give birth and he was bleeding profusely.

At the moment when his lover's life was threatened, Chu Ze broke through the narrow box and finally hugged the person he had been thinking about day and night.

In the end, both adults and children were safe, but Chu Ze didn't bother to take a look at the children.

If it weren't for this little bastard who came so unexpectedly, how could Qi Yan suffer such a crime?

"Stop hugging him, how old is he?" Chu Ze glanced at his child angrily.

"He's not even one year old yet!" Qi Yan felt that Chu Ze relied too much on him.

Now he even wants to be jealous of a child, but when he thinks about it, Chu Ze is only 20 years old.

Chu Ze leaned over and gently kissed Qi Yan on the forehead: "I bought an island, let's get married and have our honeymoon on it."

"Okay." Qi Yan readily agreed.

The two of them clasped their fingers together, revealing the wisteria flower tattoo under the sleeves.

At that time, the scar on Chu Ze's wrist was too deep, Qi Yan didn't want Chu Ze to have any cover in front of him.

He simply suggested getting a tattoo, and the vines of wisteria slowly bloomed on Chu Ze's scar.

Wisteria's words: persistent love.

It was really suitable for Chu Ze, and then Qi Yan secretly got a tattoo to match with Chu Ze.

Because of this, Chu Ze was angry for a long time, because the tattoo hurt, and he didn't want Qi Yan to hurt.

Besides, Chu Ze was still very clingy to him, calling every hour to check what he was doing.

Qi Yan felt that he was banned by Chu Ze, but... this is also a kind of sweet burden.

Three months later, their wedding was very low-key and no one was invited.

Because just like their love, it comes unexpectedly and will never change until death.

Under the sun, Qi Yan accompanied the child to learn to walk on the beach, while Chu Ze sullenly complained that he had to bring a bottle of oil on his honeymoon.

When night comes, finally this annoying little guy can be brought to the care of the housekeeper.

The night wind blows across the window sill, and the wind chimes jingle, who is whispering, who is responding fiercely...

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Just in time for Valentine's Day to end, I did it!Hahahaha~~~