Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Ji Nanchu is standing in the same place. Fu Shimo wants to leave her, but even if it's dangerous, she will go down the mountain.

Delay for a minute, Sweet's danger is more, every minute is a kind of suffering for her.

So when Ji Nanchu hesitated to leave, Fu Shimo turned around and said, "Ji Nanchu, do you want to die before you leave?"

"Shimo, I must find Tiantian. Go back." Ji Nanchu firmly said that she must go to find Tiantian.

Now she's calmer, too. She's not going to rush like she just did.

"Well, it's none of my business to die, but don't die in this place." Fu Shimo's tone is very disdainful, looking for Ji Tiantian?

Now it's an hour's walk to get down from here, because there are rockfalls and landslides in the mountain from time to time after the earthquake. Isn't Ji Nanchu playing with his life?

She's playing with her life. He won't accompany her.

Ji Nan Chu bit her lip. When she was about to speak, she was hit by a big falling stone of a ping-pong ball. Half of her face was numb. She subconsciously looked in the direction of the falling stone. In the weak light, she saw the huge stone falling towards them.

"Shimo!" Fu Shimo was standing just where a huge rock fell. Ji Nanchu's eyes were red, and her weak body seemed to be filled with strength. She rushed forward and pushed Fu Shimo forward.

Fu Shimo was pushed forward by the sudden gravity. The path was originally uneven downward, but he lost his stability. He was pushed to the ground and rolled several times before he stabilized.

"At the beginning of Ji Nan, what do you want to do?" Fu Shimo's remaining words were drowned by countless falling stones.

Looking in the direction of Ji Nanchu, he saw that Ji Nanchu's lower body was hit by a stone, his lower body was buried by falling stones, and his body was covered with lime soil, so the whole person seemed to be buried again.

Such a dazzling picture, the impact of Fu Shimo's eyes, his pupils suddenly shrink, the heart is like a pause.

In his position, he only saw falling rocks and mud piles, while Ji Nanchu in it was as motionless as a dead man.

Fu Shimo's throat was hoarse, his hands trembled, and he breathed one after another. That position was just where he was standing.

Fu Shimo couldn't believe it. Didn't Ji Nanchu hate him very much?

Don't you want to get money when you marry into the Fu family?

If he was buried alive, Ji Nanchu as a spouse, she will be able to get all of him.

She actually saved him, but she fell in the falling rock?

Now you don't want to save him?

No, it's impossible!

Ji Nanchu's love is just an excuse for her to deceive herself. He doesn't believe Ji Nanchu will love him at all. Everything is just rhetoric to achieve her goal.

But

Fu Shimo looked at the motionless mud pile, and his heart was like a ball of thread.

What does Ji Nanchu want to do? Want him to thank her? Want him to owe her?

If people die, what's the use of holding human feelings?

Fu Shimo couldn't think about it any more. He got up awkwardly for the first time and ran towards Ji Nanchu. He threw himself on the ground and began to dig Ji Nanchu out of the mound again.

"Ji Nanchu!"

"How are you?"

"Say something!"

Fu Shimo digs out Ji Nanchu, but he doesn't care about cleanliness. He rubs his hands clean and starts to pat the dirt on Ji Nanchu's face.