A person stood in an empty garden, with snowflakes falling everywhere around him. The world was so quiet, as if he was the only one left.
Shi Jinyang has never felt empty without anyone. In his world, no one has been indispensable for so many years.
However, the sudden disappearance of the childish face made him feel as if a part of his heart had been cut off, and it suddenly became empty.
A man stood in the garden for a long time, staring blankly at the vast snowy scene, and his eyes closed lightly.
Yanyan, where are you
Shi Jinyang was lost in the garden for who knows how long, and then he drove out and searched around for a while.
He searched for a whole day and called Tong Yan countless times. However, the replies he got were, without exception, no one answered.
It was the second day after Shi Jinyang left Paris. He flew directly to City C and arrived in China. Regardless of the fact that it was still late at night when he got off the plane, he asked Shi Luo, who came to pick him up, to drive the car to Qing's house. When he arrived, he opened the door and Walked down.
"Master Shi, it's so late, who are you looking for?" The bodyguard at the door saw him and asked politely.
Shi Jinyang seemed unable to hear and walked straight to the main house without even looking at the man.
This time, twelve o'clock in the morning.
Everyone in the Qing family seemed to have rested. The huge house was surprisingly quiet, and there were not even a few servants walking around.
Shi Jinyang walked all the way through the long garden to the main house, opened the hall door, walked in, went upstairs, and went straight to Tong Yan's room.
The door opened, but there was no one inside.
All the furnishings in the room remain as they were when she was there.
Tong Xiyao seemed to be tidying it up every day. The huge room was not stained with a trace of dust and was as clean as if she was still there.
Everything here is no different from when she was there.
However, he was not as angry as when she was there.
She never came back.
Her clothes and daily things were neatly packed and placed in the corresponding lockers.
She didn't come back or participate in the winter camp. Shi Jinyang suddenly didn't know where she had gone.
After standing quietly in her room for a while, when she went downstairs, she happened to meet Qing Yafeng.
Qing Yafeng was sitting in the living room, as if she knew he was coming. She crossed her arms on her chest and looked at the direction he was going downstairs, as if she was waiting for him specially.
"Third uncle hasn't gone to bed yet?" Shi Jinyang walked downstairs step by step and greeted him politely.
"Asleep, but woke up again." Qing Yafeng said lightly.
"I've disturbed you." Shi Jinyang apologized to him, but he didn't feel guilty.
"Just came back?" Regardless of the problem of sleep, Qing Yafeng stared at his clothes up and down.
Shi Jinyang was still wearing the same clothes that Tong Yan had left. It had been stained by a lot of snowflakes. The snow had probably melted when he came back. There were small patches of water stains on the coat, which looked like it had not been changed for a long time. look.
His clothes were dirty, his hair was messy, and he even had a lot of stubble in just a few days.
Qing Yafeng has watched him grow up and has known him for so many years, but he has never seen him in such a mess.
After quietly staring at him like this for a long time, Qing Yafeng's eyes glazed over.
"Coming to see Yanyan?"
Shi Jinyang stared at him with squinted eyes, looking at his expressionless face, and walked towards him in a few steps.
"Third uncle, do you know where Yan Yan is?"