"Huazi, send someone to follow him. I want to know what his name is? Where do you live? What do you do? One day, I will kill him." Wang Bing looked at Xiaofeng's figure who was away from him viciously and said resentfully. "Oh! Hiss--"

"Mr. Wang, I'd better take you to the hospital first?"

"Hurry up, I'm almost in pain." Huazi called a group of people to take everyone injured in the private room to the hospital. Looking at the messy private room, "Hey! It's a sin! Something that came out of nowhere, it's better to mess with him less in the future."

Let’s talk about Xiaofeng carrying two unconscious women, taking a taxi to the Shanghai Conservatory of Music. When he arrived at the place, he found that the door was locked. After calling for a long time, no one agreed, "If you just throw them at the door like this, it will definitely not work. What should I do?" In desperation, Xiaofeng had to take a taxi to take them to the hotel.

The hotel waiter opened a double room with envious eyes. When he entered the door, he first threw Chen Shuang on the bed, then carefully placed Biyao on the bed, found a towel, and wiped her face clean. Looking at Biyao, who still had a pretty face like the past, Xiaofeng fell into memories: Biyao's pure smile like a flower, Biyao's cute and silly entangled, Biyao's tenderness, and his lingering relationship with Biyao on the night he left 4 years ago all appeared in his mind like a movie.

Xiaofeng gently stroked her face, crossed to the window, lit a cigarette, letting the lingering smoke hover in front of him, squinting his eyes and savoring the loneliness. Only in this undisturbed night, Xiaofeng would reveal his true self, he was unhappy. He didn't like his current work and his current life. Although he had a Xiaoxue who loved him very much, and two confidants who loved him, he still didn't have a sense of home in his heart, "What do you want?", I don't know, but he knew that what he longed for was always a golden sword and an iron horse.

The cigarette burned to the end, and the stinging feeling of ### interrupted his thoughts, causing Xiaofeng to wake up dusk. He hurriedly pressed the cigarette butts to wipe it off, held his finger and sucked it. "Damn it," Xiaofeng cursed inwardly. He turned around and leaned against the windowsill and looked at the two women who were still in a coma. "It's time for me to leave, and I don't know if Xiaoxue is anxious to wait?"

He walked to the bed and leaned over to Biyao's forehead and kissed, "Biyao, you must be happy, you must be happy." He untied the necklace on his neck, placed it in Biyao's hand, gently opened the door and walked out. The moonlight shone through the window and fell on the bed, making Biyao who was asleep look particularly peaceful.

When she returned home, Xiaoxue was already curled up on the sofa in the living room and fell asleep. She seemed to have something to worry about. Even when she fell asleep, she frowned, "Hey! Silly girl." Xiaofeng bent down and picked up Ren Xueye. Although her movements were very gentle, she still woke her up. Ren Xueye opened her sleepy eyes, "Honey, you are back."

"Yeah, I'm sorry, I woke you up"

Ren Xueye smiled, closed his eyes again, and arched into Xiaofeng's arms again. He hugged Xiaoxue back to the bedroom and hugged her and fell asleep until dawn.

"Uh-- the head hurts so much! Where is this?" Biyao gently beat her head a few times, opened her eyes, looked at the unfamiliar environment, and tried to recall what happened. "Ah!" Biyao suddenly remembered what happened in the discotheque last night. She quickly turned over and sat up, took the quilt and took a look, and breathed a sigh of relief. Her clothes were still on her body, but she was still innocent and had not been defiled by Wang Bing. "Oh! What is this? I feel so painful." Biyao reached out to grop in the quilt for a while.

"Ah!——This is the necklace I gave to Brother Xiaofeng." Biyao opened her eyes in surprise, and in an instant, tears blurred her eyes. She jumped out of the bed, barefoot, quickly searched around the room, and found nothing in disappointment. Still unwillingly opened the door, ran to the aisle, shouting loudly, "Brother Xiaofeng, where are you? I know you are back, why don't you see me? Brother Xiaofeng-—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————Biyao's hysterical shouting woke up many people, and they all poked their heads to look at her.

The girl Chen Shuang was also woken up. She still doesn’t know what happened last night? Hearing Bi Yao’s shouting in the corridor, he hurried out, “Bi Yao, what’s wrong with you?”

"Why? Why?——"

"What why? Biyao, let's go back to the room first! Many people are watching." Chen Shuang helped Biyao return to the room with the dazed Biyao. "Biyao, what's wrong? Don't scare me, you know I'm timid." Biyao's stupid appearance really scared Chen Shuang. "Woooooo--"

Perhaps it was Chen Shuang's sob sound that awakened Biyao's mind, Biyao wiped her tears, "Chen Shuang, why are you here too?"

"Is it good for me to be here all the time? You haven't seen a living person?" Chen Shuang saw Biyao awake and burst into tears to laugh, but she choked up from time to time, looking very funny. "Biyao, what's wrong with you just now? You look so scary."

"My brother Xiaofeng is back to find me." Bi Yao excitedly grabbed Chen Shuang's hand and shook it hard.

"Who? Your boyfriend?" Chen Shuang asked in surprise.

"Um"

"You don't have a fever, are you?" Chen Shuang reached out and touched her forehead.

"Oh! You just got a fever." Bi Yao patted her hand off her forehead in dissatisfaction, "It's true, look, this is my gift to Brother Xiaofeng, but now it appears here. It must be him who is back."

Chen Shuang took the necklace and saw that it was very ordinary, but there was a green old photo of Biyao on it. He murmured to himself in disbelief, "Isn't he dead?" Seeing Biyao staring at him with a deep grudge, he hurriedly covered his mouth and smiled embarrassedly, "Biyao, how do you know that it wasn't someone else's place here?"

"Because Brother Xiaofeng promised me that I would never throw it away," Bi Yao said confidently.

"Didn't he agree to come to you too?" Chen Shuang curled his lips.

"You - don't let you say that Brother Xiaofeng," Bi Yao bulged her cheeks, and seemed to be a little angry.

"Okay, I won't say it," Chen Shuang thought for a while and said, "Biyao, as a good friend, there is a saying that I must say, even if I make you angry, I will say it."

"You said," Biyao also knew that Chen Shuang was doing it for her good.

"Do you think it's possible that this necklace was brought to you by your boyfriend before he died?"

Biyao was silent. Although she firmly believed that Xiaofeng was not dead, since she was not dead, why didn't she come to see her when she came back? She just secretly returned the necklace to herself? After a long time, Biyao stood up without saying a word and walked out.

"Biyao, where are you going?"

"I want to prove to you that my brother Xiaofeng is not dead. He must have been here last night."
Chapter completed!