In the dark, there seems to be an extremely terrifying premonition: If you go without Huang Xiaojue, who knows what is waiting for you?
Just then, the phone rang.
It was Huang's father calling: "Xixi, do you have time? If you are free, come and have dinner. I have cooked a lot of good dishes..."
"Okay, I'm so hungry. Uncle Huang, see you later."
Without thinking, she turned the car around and headed straight for Huang's father.
At that time, Wang Donglin's car had just arrived.
He found out about this house without much effort, and used methods to get in twice. Various details can prove that Yan Xixi and Huang Xiaojue have been here before. However, every time he came, nothing happened.
Traces, never had any good luck.
This time, he had a sudden idea and came over again.
Far away, I could hear the sound of a car.
This remote place, where neighbors are far apart and have nothing to do with each other, is a good place to live in seclusion. He thought, who would come so early?
He increased his speed.
However, before they met, the car suddenly turned around and headed in the opposite direction.
In the distance, I could only see the back of a dilapidated old car, which looked very casual, just like the kind of car that ordinary Americans often drive.
He thought he was a passerby, so he didn't mind and got out of the car alone.
The huge courtyard was empty.
The lawn is poorly mowed, overgrown with weeds, and the branches are bare and withered, making it very desolate.
The window he pushed open when he came last time was still the same. He gave it a try and went in the same way as last time.
There was a thick layer of dust in the house, and there were clear fingerprints upon touching it. Obviously, no one had been here. Yan Xixi had never been back.
He sat down slumped, and the hope he had been filled with in his heart suddenly burst like a huge soap bubble. After searching for so long, he had been holding on to faith, but at this moment, he felt extremely depressed, as if everything was gone.
Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water.
Yan Xixi died long ago.
After all, there was still no miracle. She, like everyone else, would have died long ago.
Wang Donglin, give up.
She will never come back.
From morning to noon, gradually, New Year's Eve arrives.
However, in this foreign country, there is no New Year's Eve atmosphere at all, and there is no loud sound of firecrackers. I sit blankly and don't feel hungry.
The refrigerator was empty, with only a few bottles of beer, cans, and long-expired bread.
He helped himself without asking, opened a bottle of beer and drank it down.
He turned on the TV, but there was no connecting Spring Festival Gala. He then remembered that he had forgotten the time difference... He was drinking beer and watching TV, but his eyes were dim and he couldn't see anything clearly, and his vision became increasingly blurry.
.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, the can in his hand hit the ground hard with a loud bang.
He rushed out and suddenly went crazy.
"Yan Xixi..."
"Yan Xixi..."
"Yan Xixi, you damn guy...you lunatic, you heartless thing...where are you?"
"Fool...you big fool...you must be avoiding me, right...you must hate me and will never forgive me again, right?"
"Yan Xixi, come out...get out of here...are you having fun hiding here and there? Get out of here, get out of here quickly..."
