One hundred and seventieth eight chapters; the so-called Qing Gao
Miao Jian looked more like the kidnapped person, while Miao Yanru looked like the kidnapped person. When Shao Xinghan guessed it at first, he was shocked. Miao Yanru looked so weak.
How could a person do something so cruel and cruel?
But it was one thing for her to be weak, and it was another thing to kidnap Miao Jian. Shao Xinghan went back to Shao's house, calmed down his mood, changed into a set of ordinary clothes, wrapped himself in a windbreaker and went to Miao immediately
Home.
Miao's mother happened to be at home, and Miao's father was also there. The two of them were making dumplings at home, and the old couple was enjoying themselves happily.
Shao Xinghan wrapped his windbreaker tighter, put one hand in his pocket, and knocked lightly on the door with the other hand.
The Miao family was full of joy, and they didn't hear the knock on the door for a while. Shao Xinghan knocked again.
Miao's mother and Miao's father were playing and playing around. Without paying attention, Miao Zhangwen pulled Lin Xiaoyue into his arms. When he was about to kiss him, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. Lin Xiaoyue blushed.
Pushing him away, "There's someone knocking on the door. Go and knock on the door."
Miao Zhangwen reluctantly let go of her, walked over and opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, the others were caught off guard and stunned for a moment.
Why is Shao Xinghan here?
Shao Xinghan put his hands in his pockets, nodded and said, "Hello, uncle. Can you come in?"
Shao Xinghan didn't sit down when he came in. He saw Miao's mother smiled at her, and then got straight to the point.
"I would like to ask, is Miao Yanru at home?"
Shao Xinghan's question came so suddenly that Miao's father and Miao's mother didn't react. Miao's mother said "ah" first, and then remembered something, "Yanru is not at home. She went on a trip a few days ago."
"Travel?" Shao Xinghan tilted his head and asked.
Mother Miao was still wearing an apron, and there was still flour left on the dumpling wrappers on her hands. She wiped her hands and was a little surprised why Shao Xinghan asked this, "Well, I went there about two or three days ago. Did you find Yanru
What's up?"
Shao Xinghan nodded, "Do you know where she traveled?"
Miao's mother shook her head, "I don't know. She never said it, and she didn't tell us in advance. She just said something suddenly on the day she left."
Father Miao stood behind him and looked at Shao Xinghan without saying anything, nor did he figure out what Shao Xinghan meant by coming here.
"Yes." Shao Xinghan nodded, his head hung down, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he said no more.
Miao's mother asked doubtfully: "What do you want to see her for?"
"It's nothing serious. I'm going to leave first. I disturbed my uncle and aunt."
Before Miao's mother and Miao's father could react, Shao Xinghan left, leaving only the door open.
Miao's father frowned, "What is this Young Master Shao doing? He comes and leaves whenever he wants, like a gust of wind."
Mother Miao also frowned and muttered: "I don't know, he never looked for Yanru before, why did he think of looking for Yanru this time?"
The two of them thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out, so they simply stopped thinking about it and continued making their own dumplings.
Shao Xinghan walked around but still had no idea. He felt inexplicably irritable, grabbed a handful of his hair, and started walking back to Shao's house.
It's also his fault that he didn't drive out and could only walk back.
He walked for a while and passed through familiar streets. All that appeared in his chaotic mind was the shadow of Miao Jian. It was a faint pain in his heart, as if there were little ants eating away at him. There was a small hole in his heart, and he
I'm really afraid that if this continues, the small hole will turn into a big hole, and eventually it will all collapse.
He walked very slowly, and the time in his mind also passed very slowly. He raised his head, and the sunlight above his head happened to shine into his eyes. He felt the glare, so he covered the sun with his hands, and his eyes fell.
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As soon as he fell, the small villa in the distant suburbs was reflected in his eyes. His heart felt like being stabbed by a needle. The sharp sting made him breathless for a moment. He blinked and saw the small villa.
Still there, he moved forward step by step and walked over there involuntarily.
He walked to the small villa, took the key and opened the door. His whole body was numb. When he opened the door, everything was as it was, nothing had changed.
He entered the house without changing his shoes. When he walked to the kitchen, all the scenes he had spent with Miao Jian came to mind, and his heart ached every second.
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There is no clock here, and Miao Jian doesn't have a mobile phone on her. Her mobile phone has been taken away long ago. Miao Jian doesn't know how much time has passed, but she only knows that she spent two dark nights here, and she fell into a coma on the first night.
, she struggled through the second night.
It was also difficult for her during the day, because she didn't know the time, so she could only stare at the pale wall in trance. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she knew it was the food delivery person.
This man, whom Hu Cheng calls Brother Bing, usually smiles. Except when Miao Jian stabs him with something, his expression becomes more depressed, and the rest of the time there is almost no change.
Miao Jian was still looking at the wall in a daze that day. Her hands were drawing circles on the wall. For some reason, all she drew in her subconscious were the outlines of Shao Xinghan.
She was thinking about him crazily, crazily.
The door suddenly opened, and Miao Jian didn't look back. She knew without guessing that it was Shen Bing who had brought the meal, so she didn't say anything and continued to trace the outline of Shao Xinghan on the wall.
"Sister, you seem to be in a good mood. What are you drawing on the wall?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Miao Jian's ears. She turned around suddenly, and a weak and lovable face appeared in front of her. At this moment, it was
Smiling secretly, it looked scary.
Anger suddenly filled her chest. Miao Jian stared at her, clasped her hands on the wall, and dug out a mark.
"You are really capable, oh, are you willing to come see me?" Miao Jian was a little dizzy with anger, and her words were incoherent.
Miao Yanru saw clearly Miao Jian's hand holding the wall. She laughed more and more crazily, closed the door, clapped her hands, and sat down on the bed, crossing her legs.
"Why am I so reluctant? You are my sister. Even my sister doesn't come to see you. Who else will come to see you?" She stared into Miao Jian's eyes and smiled proudly.
Miao Jian's hatred surged out. She grabbed the only small lamp on the table and threw it towards Miao Yanru. Miao Yanru had quick eyes and quick hands, so she quickly got up and hid.
She just likes to see Miao Jian going crazy. Her so-called sister has always been aloof and aloof. She doesn't care about anyone. Even when she calls her sister, she doesn't respond. She is really aloof and aloof.