Andrew withdrew his hands from the gravestone. He stared at the lines of the stones for a while. A gentle wind brushed his faint bangs, and they floated with it. His eyes were deep and meaningful, like he said a million things to say.

But he finally shook his head, "You'll know when you visit me."

Then he paused and looked at her, asking with unease, "You will come, right?"

He left the question at last. Was he afraid she didn't come?

Avery nodded so hard, almost without any hesitation.

"I'm Andrew. You can tell them my name-"

"What's your name?"

"Avery? That's quite unique."

"Do you remember me now?"

"Avery, marry me, and I'll give Charles's heart back to him."

Andrew held his breath. He finally laughed after she nodded. The smile brushed off his eye corner and had more sparkles than fireworks in the night.

He suddenly reached out for Avery to hug her.

She didn't say no. She took a deep breath and smelt the faint disinfectant on his body. But he was so slim. Avery only felt his bones.

She looked up at him, and he looked back. Suddenly his brisk breath was close. When Avery realized it, Andrew put his lips on hers. But he didn't linger. He stepped back soon after their cold lips touched.

"Avery, your taste is not bad."

He wondered many times. Would she taste spicy because she was so feisty?

Her smell was like poppy flowers. It was the smell that made him addicted to it, numbing all his nerves, and healing his wounds.

He had no more regrets after this.

Avery grabbed Andrew's sleeves, subconsciously. She didn't push his away but looked at him with the complaint, "I'm not pepper."

Andrew laughed out. He took a look. Jamis was back from the talk with the custodian.

It was getting late. Andrew had to go back to the hospital. Avery would visit Charles there.

They got in the car to return to the hospital. Andres had a complex feeling on her way here. She had no mood to look at the views. She still got mixed feelings on the way back. Andrew was next to her, but she felt he was slipping away.

Swoosh-

Jamie opened the window, "Avery, this is a mountain road. We're taking a Z path. You might get car sick. I'll open the window so you can get some fresh air."

Avery hummed. She didn't feel it until after Jamie mentioned car sickness. She wanted to throw up. Looking outside, she could see the roads lower, looking from a distance, the road is in the S shape. The roads were winding.

The road was not broad. It was a mountain on one side and a handrail on the other. Looking outside, one would clearly see the views downhills. The plants were green. There was a creek, and one could hear the water if listening carefully.

"The view is lovely, isn't it?"

Avery nodded, "It is."

"Do you want to pick one tomb? It's a matter of time..."

Andrew put his hands behind his head, thinking about the kiss. He was so content. It was not that he wished for her death. But after she died, it would be nice to stay in the same cemetery.

Avery was about to glare when she felt the fierce shaking of the car.

Through the rear-end mirror, she saw a white truck that was so close to them.

"It's that car."

Jamie held the handwheel and stepped the brake, so the white truck could go first.

But the truck didn't surpass them. The driver hit them again since his truck was bigger.

The first time was innocent; this was deliberate.

"driver faster."

Andrew leaned over to protect Avery and buckled her up. He knew the car was targeting them. Their car was next to the handrail. If the truck kept hitting them, they would fly off it and go down the cliff.

"Who's it?"

Avery grabbed the handrail on top of the car. She was fluttered. This was not the last time in B Country. The brake went wrong. But they were next to the sea. They had a chance when they fell. But they were next to the cliff now. If they dropped, there was zero survival chance.

Andrew got closer to Avery because of the shaking. He didn't have many enemies, and his sworn enemy was James. But he was in B Country, and his memory was erased. He was unlikely to be here.

He couldn't think of anyone except James. Jamie stepped on the oil. He was hoping for a narrow escape. The car flew off.

The truck was large but heavy. So it was slower than the car. But it went after them soon after the adjusting.

Andrew looked back, "Is it you they're after?"

Andrew was half-buried in the ground. Any of his enemies wouldn't go to the trouble if they did some research and knew he was dying.

Avery got serious. The car was driving too fast. And the road was bumpy. She felt butterflies in her stomach. She couldn't deny that the truck was after her. This wasn't her first time getting in danger. But she couldn't think of who.

Who hated her so much to kill her?

Bang. The driver was desperate. He drove madly fast, ignoring how bumpy the road was. Bang.

The truck hit the car so hard. Avery knew the car had no shape.

Bang

The car was shaking fiercely. There was so much force that whoever in the car hit the glass. Avery felt dizzy, and the world started spinning around.

She felt blood dripping from her forehead. It drew over here long eyelashes. And her vision got fuzzy.

Andrew was no better. He was flung to the back of the passenger's seat, and his head hit the glass window. The window was immediately red.

"Sir, are you alright?" Jamie asked in a hurry. They would certainly fly if it went on. So he speeded up. Although he was driving a sports car, he wouldn't drive too fast, considering the safety of Andrew and Avery.

But a truck driver increased his speed too. He was apparently prepared.

In front of them was a right turn with a big angle. Jamie speeded up while holding the driver's wheel tightly.

The car turned right. The car was fast, and Jamie didn't turn the wheel in time. And the car went through the fence and flew.