Mu Wanwan was dead.
Her life was taken by extremely cruel means, and then her body was buried on a barren mountain outside Jing City.
Mu Wanwan's soul was bound underground with her body for a long time. It was only when someone dug her out of the ground that her soul was freed from the darkness.
Then, she saw the man in a black suit kneeling on the ground. His trembling hands were holding her body, which was starting to stink.
Her movements were careful and gentle as if she was protecting the most beautiful treasure in the world.
The temperature in the mountains was very low. Although Mu Wanwan's corpse had not begun to rot, it had already begun to become terrifying.
However, the man hugged her body tightly, as if he wanted 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!"
However, Bo Sihan couldn't hear her. He buried his face in her neck, his shoulders trembling.
The cries of the trapped beast within him were suppressed and filled with despair.
After an unknown period of time, Bo Sihan took out a string of black beads from his pocket and put them on the wrist of the corpse in his arms.
With that string of beads, the stench on her body magically disappeared.
Mu Wanwan was very knowledgeable about antiques. She recognized the string of beads at a glance. It was the divine magnetic beads that could preserve corpses.
"Wanwan, I'm here to bring you home." Bo Sihan's deep and magnetic voice was filled with a strange enchantment. He lowered his head to help her tidy her hair, then carried her and left.
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For the next six months, Mu Wanwan's soul followed Bo Sihan.
Bo Sihan placed her in the villa they used to live in together, helped her dress up beautifully, and chatted with her while watching television.
Even though it was just a lifeless body that would never respond to him, he was delighted.
Mu Wanwan felt that Bo Sihan had gone crazy because he had lost her.
She never thought that Bo Sihan would love her to this extent.
Initially, Mu Wanwan thought that Bo Sihan would continue to be crazy until a few days later when Bo Sihan's subordinates brought all the people who had killed her to the villa.
"Wanwan, are you lonely all by yourself?" In the morning, Bo Sihan helped her change her clothes and put on makeup as usual.
However, this time, he changed Mu Wanwan into a white wedding dress, and he also wore a white tuxedo.
It was Mu Wanwan's first time seeing Bo Sihan in a tuxedo. He was originally extremely attractive and exuded the kind of beauty that could blur one's gender. However, his eyebrows were especially aggressive, making people not dare to profane him.
"Wanwan, we'll be reunited soon, so you don't have to be afraid of being lonely anymore." Bo Sihan whispered into the corpse's ear like a lover.
Next, Mu Wanwan saw Bo Sihan put her in a wheelchair and push her out.
When the people tied up in the living room saw Bo Sihan and the wheelchair he was pushing, they looked like they had seen a ghost!
Unfortunately, their mouths were sealed, and they could only make whimpering sounds.
Mu Wanwan saw Bo Sihan take out a small bomb detonator after he dismissed the irrelevant people.
"No!" As Mu Wanwan's heart-wrenching scream rang out, Bo Sihan pressed the detonator in his hand without hesitation.
Bang!
With a loud bang, Mu Wanwan's world returned to darkness.