Forced himself to calm down, Xingye took a breath, and a trace of worry flashed in his clear eyes, "Uncle Zhong, don't worry first, try to think about where the grandfather will go on a daily basis?"

"Ms. Sun, the master's health has been in a bad state recently, but we didn't tell you. The master said he didn't want you to worry about him. Long before, the master often forgot about this or that, especially in the past six months, this situation has happened many times. The master had always said that he went abroad for business trips. In fact, he was also recuperating and treating illnesses while on business trips. Miss Sun, so I hope you can stay with the master more in the future. This time, I think, the master probably got lost." Zhong Wenbo slowly calmed down, thought for a while, and spoke.

"What did you say?" Xingye was stunned for a moment, "Is grandpa's situation in the past six months very bad? What's going on, Uncle Zhong?"

"Miss Sun, let's find the master first. By then, you will understand everything!" Zhong Wenbo sighed.

"Okay, now you can ask the organization to search for it carefully near the missing grandpa. Don't let every corner go. I'll hurry over there immediately and contact me as soon as there is news."

Suppressing all kinds of questions in his heart, his starry eyes cooled down, he quickly closed his phone, increased the speed of the car impatiently, and drove forward with a heart.

On the streets with crowds, the footsteps of pedestrians passing by are constantly coming, noisy but desolate, with colorful lights flashing quietly, with a kind of confusion in dreams.

A thin and old figure slowly wandered on the street, with sharpness in its black pupils, but at the same time there was a hint of confusion. He raised his head and looked around, looking at the station signs and road signs around, and his thin body was already shrouded in a helpless melancholy.

Several evening breezes hit, and the old man's gray hair was immediately blown into chaos, his wrinkled face was very gloomy, and there were some stains on the gray casual outfit, which probably had been scraped and swept something.

The old man walked across the sidewalk inconveniently, probably planning to walk to the stop sign when suddenly a manned motorcycle drove over like a storm...

‘Swish!’ is the sound of the car’s rapid brakes.

"Where did the old man come from? I even came out to wander around in the middle of the night! I'm looking for death! How do you walk?" The screams and scolding came immediately.

"Damn it! Rush over! Bad luck! Don't look for this place if you want to die, you want to kill me!"

"Don't you get out of here! Get out of here quickly and stay wherever you cool!"

The old man's body trembled a little, and he clearly did not come back from his shock. The young man's scolding came. The old man woke up from his trance, his waist was always on, and the cold light flashed in his sharp eyes. He glared at the two young men coldly, as if a cold sword pierced the cold rain, with a biting cold cold.

The two young men shivered and cursed a few words before they bypassed the old man and left.

After a cold glance at the direction of the car going away, the old man slowly withdrew his cold eyes, reached out to pat his dirty clothes, looked up and browsed around, and then slowly walked towards the bench not far from the street with his hands in his arms.

Squinted his deep eyes and looked at the soft and gorgeous neon light in the sky. The old man's elite eyes suddenly darkened, and a lonely melancholy arose...

"Did you run out of your home too? Alas, people are old and they are like this. Brother, don't care too much. The children are busy and don't have much time to take care of us. We'll get used to it."

Suddenly, a desolate voice sounded quietly from my ears.

The old man Xu Ran slowly retracted his lonely gaze from the horizon, turned his head and looked indifferently, only to find that there was an old man of about the same age as him sitting beside him at some point.

"Brother, are you a noble surname? Since we can sit together, it means we are destined to be together. My surname is Chen, and I count this year!" The old man said, and gestured with his hands, "It's seventy-five, where are you?"

The deep eyes glanced at the old man who claimed to be surnamed Chen, and the vigilance in the old man's eyes slightly reduced, "I will be almost seventy if I don't want to be surnamed Feng."

A faint sigh came, containing the bitterness of helplessness. At this moment, the wind blew and felt deeply what loneliness and helplessness are.

"Why did Brother Feng come out so late? Alas, I feel uncomfortable and frustrated when I stay at home and listen to their words, so I think of coming out to relax." The old man shook his head in sigh, his face full of discomfort.

"Your son and daughter-in-law dislike you?" Feng Qi hit the key point with a word and directly grasped the keywords.

The old man nodded, and you heard a desolate voice, "You are old and useless, okay, don't mention it! What about you? Are you too?"

Hearing this, Feng Qi's vicissitudes of old face suddenly softened slightly, he waved his hand and smiled, "No, I don't have a son and a daughter-in-law, but my granddaughter and grandson-in-law are both very good, and are very good to me."

"Then, why are you still here so late? And I think you look like you are also in a daze?"

"I, alas, I'm lost, and I can't remember where I live! It's true that I'm old, the years are not forgiving, my head is getting less and less useful..." Feng Qi suddenly raised his head sadly, sighed, then stood up, slowly leaving with his hands on his back...

The sky gradually darkened, and the sky and the earth quickly enveloped a vast area of ​​gray. The street lights were all lit up. The people were crowded and crowded streets were very noisy. After walking around several long streets, I still didn't see the figure of the wind. A little blush appeared on the delicate and beautiful little face, and a little sweat was slightly blowing on my smooth forehead.

Seeing that the sky was getting late, Xingye's heart also raised up, panickedly searching around the streets, but there was still no news and the phone didn't ring.

Feng Qi always works in an orderly manner. No matter what he does, he will make plans in advance. He will never disappear for so long and has not contacted them. Xingye is really worried. Has he met some bad guy? Could it be that he was kidnapped? Or had he encountered some misfortune?

The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more scared. As time passed, Xingye began to panic, and her whole heart seemed to be grabbed by something, which made her suddenly feel so uncomfortable that she wanted to suffocate. Looking helplessly at the endless stream of people, her body suddenly became soft. She helped the street light beside her with one hand and did not fall. Her hands had already begun to soften and trembled slightly.

The quick steps never stopped at all. Xingye could no longer feel the biting pain under his feet. He wandered in a daze on the dark street, his petite figure was shrouded in a rich sense of melancholy.

What to do? Can't find someone? What to do? The tense heartstrings seem to have the possibility of breaking at any time. I was in a hurry, and suddenly I felt a little hot in my eyes...

In panic, he brushed his pocket with his bare hands, and a light flashed in his starry eyes. He quickly took out the cell phone in his pocket, and without thinking, he dialed a number directly.

When the phone ringing rang, Zhan Beicheng was reviewing documents in the office.

Of course, the ringtone is exclusive to a girl, so when the ringtone of the mobile phone rings, Zhan Beicheng quickly raised his head from the file, and an inexplicable warmth was deposited in his black eyes, like the spring breeze brushing past the drooping willows, gentle and warm.

"Hey, what's wrong?" A low voice quickly passed over.

As soon as he heard his low voice, Xingye's endurance of sadness and anxiety suddenly came overwhelmed. Weiliang and a slightly infarcted voice sounded, "Grandpa is gone. I have searched all the places I should find, but I didn't find anyone else. He didn't bring anything with him. It's so late and there is no news at all. What should I do? Do you think something happened to him? Why is there no news at all? Me, I..."

When Zhan Beicheng heard this, a solemn ray of light immediately appeared on his handsome face. A sharp and impulsive streamer reflected from his eagle's eyes. He spoke in a calm voice, "Xing'er, don't worry, tell me what's going on?"

"Why are you asking me not to worry? I have been looking for it for a long time and there is no news at all. What should I do?"

"Where are you now?"

“Near Chaoyang Street.”

"I'll come here immediately. You can continue to search first. I'll call you when I'm here."

...

I continued to search along the dim street for more than an hour, and even called Zhong Wenbo several times in the middle, but I didn't get any news about the wind.

Her elegant face was pale at a terrifying speed. She began to be scared and accelerated her pace in panic and trotted all the way. Her clear eyes were filled with deep worries. She carefully searched every corner and did not notice the road ahead. Even when she encountered a hard thing, she never noticed that she was about to cross the obstacle and continued to move forward. Unpredictable, an iron arm had pulled her into her arms. Her shoulders warmed up. Her green coat had already covered her shoulders, and her warm temperature was still clamped.

A familiar and fresh breath came, Xingye raised his head in surprise, and his beautiful eyes were filled with worry and helplessness and deep eyes filled with care and concern.

"I don't wear too much clothes when I come out. Although spring is about to pass, the wind is still cold at night." A low voice of blame came, accompanied by a hint of concern.

"I still can't find him..." Xingye felt a strong bitterness in his heart, and he spoke in a low voice. His pale face was obviously covered with a hint of haggardness, and he was vulnerable to paleness and loneliness.

How can I realize that she has developed a sense of dependence on him, so when I am helpless, the first person I think of is actually him?

How can I understand that she seems to have gotten used to him. Because of that sense of security, she hopes to be with her most at this time, is actually him?

"Don't worry, I'm here." He hugged Xingye tightly, and his calm and firm voice sounded.

When emotional words came, Xingye suddenly felt sad. All the forbearing sadness and helplessness suddenly collapsed like a sea of ​​broken dams. He didn't want to say anything anymore, and could not say anything. He just grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and couldn't lean towards his chest.

She wanted to cry, but for some reason, she felt her eyes hot, but she couldn't drip a single tear. There was a rich bitterness in her throat circling there, and she couldn't swallow it, and of course she couldn't spit it out.

"What's going on? Tell me." Zhan Beicheng spoke in a low voice.

"I... don't know, I, grandpa, grandpa is gone. He said he wanted to go to the old house alone, but it's been a day. We have searched all the places he can go, but still haven't seen anyone else. Where is he?" Xingye's clear voice was already filled with a hint of husky, blinking his slightly hazy starry eyes at Zhanbei City, as if a little girl who couldn't find her parents was looking at her brother helplessly.

"Think about it carefully. Do you often come here on weekdays? Where do you usually go to when you come here?" Zhan Beicheng analyzed calmly and spoke in a deep voice.

"No, I don't know what happened to the old house. Many places here have been demolished, and he rarely comes here. Uncle Zhong and his friends have searched all the nearby restaurants and hotels, as well as various park attractions, but they haven't found him. I... really don't know what to do..."

"Is there any place worth remembering here, except for the old house?"

A ray of inspiration quickly brushed Xingye's head, and a crystal wave appeared in his faint eyes. A trace of hope from the distant sky suddenly hung on his elegant face. He nodded happily, "Yes, yes, he should be there! He once told me that he likes that place, come with me!"

I once heard someone say that if, when you are the most helpless, you will first think of that person, it means that you have gradually become unable to leave that person. Because you cannot leave, you get used to it. Because you are used to it, you start to like it. Maybe, what you said is Xingye and Zhanbeicheng, but the two of them have not realized it yet.

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Ao, it's too late to update... Xingye is about to take over Feng's family. Everyone guess what will happen next?

Let’s push the fantasy article “The Water Charming Lotus” of the Daffodils. The literary talent is so good. If you like it, go and take a look…
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