Ji Anan searched around the room and saw no one, including the bathroom...
She started to panic, but she saw that Beiming Shaoxi's mobile phone, keys, tinder box and other personal belongings were still on the table.
She felt relieved immediately.
Wait, key?!
Ji Anan picked up the key chain on the table. In addition to his private jet and Bentley RV, he was equipped with a key, and the rest were several master keys to the manor.
Ji Anan took out the keys to the plane and came up with an idea.
…
The heavy rain outside the window was washing me.
Master Beiming was lying on the bed, holding Beiming Shaoxi's hand tightly, like a stubborn child.
What did he want to say, but his eyes were confused...
In the middle of the night, he woke up from a nightmare and suddenly rang the call bell.
Beiming Shaoxi received the notification and rushed to his side as soon as possible.
Although Master Beiming's body was paralyzed, his mind was very clear, but he could not express what he wanted to say despite opening his mouth several times.
Beiming Shaoxi shook the old man's hand: "I understand, today is Yechen's birthday."
Master Beiming nodded, his eyes wet.
More than half a year has passed, and not only has he not seen his granddaughter Beiming Shilan, but his grandson Beiming Yechen has also disappeared.
He once saw Miss Sissi, like a young dream.
It's a pity that I only had that dream once...
"Don't worry, I will celebrate his birthday." Beiming Shaoxi said hoarsely, feeling a certain depression in his heart that made him extremely painful.
The old man still wanted to talk, as if he was asking, where is Yechen and why he didn’t come to see me... On Yechen’s birthday, Shaoxi, you must spend it well with him...
The night outside the window becomes darker and darker.
The rain hits the flowers and leaves, making a rustling sound...
The nurse came over and gave the old man a tranquillizer to relieve his tension and pain.
Beiming Shaoxi stayed with Mr. Beiming in his room until dawn.
In fact, he would often stay with the master here, sitting there all night long, meditating, and sitting silently.
It's dawn.
Beiming Shaoxi walked out of the room with long legs. Weir followed and said, "Master, you don't have to blame yourself too much."
Beiming Shaoxi's eyes were scarlet from exhaustion, like a lion entering old age.
"After all, it was the Third Young Master who chose to sacrifice himself in the beginning... Young Master, you have too many things on your mind, and you will collapse one day."
Beiming Shaoxi's spirit had already collapsed.
If it weren't for the two children, he would have chosen liberation long ago.
…
In the morning, the rain finally stopped, but the weather was gloomy.
Beiming Shaoxi stood in front of the window and meditated. Before Ji Anan came back, he rarely slept at night. He would either stay in Master Beiming's room to accompany him or run to the beach villa alone, running wildly in the cold
Enjoying the suffocation of life in the sea, the feeling of the last moment of death is sometimes just standing in front of the window, not knowing what to think, standing there all night.
He often thought that if he got cramps and drowned in the sea, he might just go there.
But unfortunately, his vitality is tenacious.
His inner demons grew from time to time, and he relied on drugs to suppress them, or counseling from a psychiatrist, but it was of little use.
It wasn't until Ji Anan appeared that he gradually became more human.
Even if she is "Miss Sissi", giving him a dream to live in temporarily is better than continuing to suffer every day!
"Master, we are ready and can set off at any time!" Weir reported.