I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

Shortly after the sun rose, Zhang Tianwen and Li Xiutong were awakened by Fang Wuwei. After not sleeping all night, the two of them got out of bed with dark circles under their eyes and exhausted.

What happened last night happened too suddenly, and it happened right next to them, so they really couldn't fall asleep... The two of them lay in the bed, hugging each other tightly, unable to think of anything. Feeling each other's anxious heartbeat, they could only chat with each other as a comfort to ease each other's restless hearts.

But it was obviously useless. They had been dragged into the dispute. They didn't feel safe at all without Fang Wuwei around. Even though they knew he was sleeping next door, they still felt scared and uneasy. The two of them talked like this all night, staring at each other until dawn, until Fang Wuwei came and pulled them out of bed.

Afterwards, Fang Wuwei drove out in Zhang Tianwen's newly bought car. Everyone was silent along the way, but the scenery around him became more and more familiar to Zhang Tianwen, and finally they stopped at the entrance of a cemetery.

As expected, it was as expected...

Zhang Tianwen watched Fang Wuwei park the car, open the door and get out, then walk into the park without looking back, holding a red plastic bag in his hand. He then hurriedly opened the door and pulled his wife out of the car.

He knew what Fang Wuwei was coming for, he also said yesterday...

Following Fang Wuwei, he turned left and right in the park. Although he had been away for several years, Fang Wuwei had never forgotten the route here. It had been engraved in his heart. Until he came to a grave, he slowly squatted down, put the plastic bag in his hand on the ground, and looked at the tombstone in silence.

Zhang Tianwen also fell silent, sighed deeply, pulled Li Xiutong over, and stood behind him.

I slowly reached out my hand and touched the cold stone tablet, the painted inscriptions on it, and the black and white photo on it. Each bit of information showed whose grave this was...

The person that Fang Wuwei had such a deep hatred for was his sister, Fang Wuyou, who had died and never appeared in the film.

"You have even traveled through time and space, and you still have the golden finger. You have such a strong power, but you didn't let it go?"

"...If I let it go, will I come back for revenge?"

Fang Wuwei took out a whole bag of incense from the plastic bag, pulled out three sticks, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner on the grave. Then he took out a rag, and a water ball appeared out of thin air to wet it, and began to carefully wipe every corner of the tombstone.

"That's right..."

"You must have come here quite often in the past few years, so you have taken good care of it..."

It seemed that because he was sweeping his sister's grave, Fang Wuwei had completely lost the violent temper he had last night. Fang Wuwei, who was not in a fighting state, looked... quite gentle, a very gentle person.

What an extreme person... Yeah, if he wasn't extreme, he wouldn't have been like that last night...

"After all, I have inherited your body, your memories, and your life, so I will naturally do what you should do."

Zhang Tianwen sighed slightly. Even though it was just dawn, there were already quite a few people in the park. Their concern for their loved ones had brought them here early to sweep the graves. There was only a heavy atmosphere in the park... After looking at Li Xiutong, Zhang Tianwen walked over and squatted down with Fang Wuwei. She fumbled to take out two cans of paint, one red and one green, from Fang Wuwei's plastic bag, but was stopped by Fang Wuwei.

"Let me do it myself... this could be my last time."

"......All right......"

Helplessly, Zhang Tianwen could only take two steps back and turned his head to look around the cemetery. He thought that since Fang Wuwei had come to sweep the graves, it should be safe...

After Fang Wuwei finished cleaning his sister's tombstone, he picked up the two cans of paint and a brush that Zhang Tianwen had just taken out, and little by little, he outlined the faded words on it with great care, painting them with new paint to restore their brightness.

"You said this might be the last time...you won't come here again?"

Fang Wuwei remained silent and did not answer. He himself had no idea whether it was true or not...

Turning his head to look at Fang Wuyou's tombstone, Zhang Tianwen also fell silent for a moment.

"You know... after I came here and learned about your sister... Wuyou's death... I always felt that she..."

Zhang Tianwen took a deep breath, glanced at Li Xiutong beside him, and exhaled. He was a little nervous, but he still decided to tell it...

"I always thought she was a little too childish and too self-absorbed."

Fang Wuwei didn't say anything, and his hands that were applying paint didn't even stop for a moment, and there was no change in his expression.

Seeing that Fang Wuwei didn't make any move, Zhang Tianwen became a little bolder and continued to speak.

“It’s not her fault that she was deceived, but to escape by dying… is indeed a bit too much. Life does not only belong to oneself, didn’t you teach her that?

If it was out of guilt, then you should live well and work hard to make up for it. Dying... is too much..."

"I know."

Fang Wuwei took back the paint and only responded to Zhang Tianwen after he had applied a new coat of paint to all the words.

"After traveling through time, I also got a new life, and I thought a lot..."

Looking at the bright tombstone in front of him, Fang Wuwei forced a rare smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched a little. He reached out his hand again and touched the photo on it.

"Because we didn't have parents when we were young, no one taught me how to love, so I gave her the best I had. I wanted her to have a good life, so I... have always loved her unconditionally, satisfied almost all of her needs, and endured all the bad things for her.

I have always protected her and kept her from seeing the darkness of society, so over time... I have spoiled her."

Fang Wuwei stood up, flipped his hand, and some offerings such as roast duck and roast goose appeared in his hand. He placed them on several red plastic plates and gently placed them on the stone tablet.

"It's not her fault. Flowers in the greenhouse will wither after a little exposure to the outside world. I protected her too well, so she is too fragile... If possible, I really want to teach her a lesson..."

"Have you thought about it?"

Looking at Fang Wuwei's appearance and the slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Tianwen also smiled.

But Fang Wuwei shook his head.

"No, but it should be soon."

The next moment, Fang Wuwei clenched his left hand into a fist, and then a cluster of lightning suddenly emerged from his hand... Everything happened too suddenly. When Zhang Tianwen reacted, Fang Wuwei had already swung his hand, and the lightning in his hand flew out like an arrow, shooting towards a certain direction. Then, he clenched and swung his right hand, and a long knife appeared in his hand.

Turning his head to look behind him, Fang Wuwei once again exuded the same murderous aura as last night.

"I told you to come find me, not here, nor now, Sun Zhipeng."

In the distance, Sun Zhipeng put his hands in his pockets and looked at him with a cold face. Dozens of men in suits and sunglasses surrounded him, with serious faces. Each of them held a rifle in his hand and stood there openly.