Fu Yan Huo Ming Zhen

After finishing his day's work, Fu Hanlin walked out of the spirit hall and to a willow tree in the courtyard. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his suit pocket and lit one.,He stubbed out his cigarette, didn't hail a driver, but instead took the car keys and went to the garage, driving away from the old house.,Fu Hanlin placed both hands on the steering wheel, pursed his lips, and raised his eyes to look at the twelfth floor. She moved out. Will she come back to live here again。