"Who cares about her? Anyway, if there is a glimmer of hope, I have to look for it!"
Ling Mufeng started the engine and rushed out at lightning speed.
Lian Junzhi sighed.
Ling Mufeng has been like this lately, with everything in sight. Everyone who sees him thinks it's Ye Zhiqiu.[
The two finally lost track of them at an intersection.
Ling Mufeng parked the car aside and took out the phone with a gloomy look.
"Poppy, this is Ling Mufeng. Help me check the news about the taxi company in City X. At 11:30 p.m., near the south entrance of Jiefang Road, a red Geely taxi carried a young man and woman to Minzhu Road.
Go in that direction. Help me find this taxi driver and ask him where he went last!"
After saying these words, he patted the steering wheel bitterly: "Damn it!"
Head buried in the steering wheel.
Lian Junzhi looked at him with great sympathy and shook his head.
Ling Mufeng raised his head, looked at the flashing street lights on the roadside, and murmured: "Zhiqiu, where are you? I really miss you..."——
the next day.
Qin Yishu was tempted by the smell of food and woke up.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Zhiqiu wearing a small apron in the kitchen.
"What are you doing?"
Qin Yishu walked over lightly, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and rested his head on her shoulder.
"I got up early, went to the vegetable market, and bought some side dishes. I will cook them for you at noon."
"It turns out that my Qiu'er wants to make a 'love lunch' for me, which is really nice."
Qin Yishu chuckled, buried his head in her hair, and sniffed hard.
The hair has a faint sweet scent of grapefruit, which smells great.
"It's very itchy." Qin Yishu's breath blew on her neck.
There are clusters of them, like being scratched by a kitten's paws, itchy and uncomfortable.
"Over there, there is your breakfast, milk and mushroom dumplings. After you wash up, go and eat."[