Wushan: "Some of them are in other places and are rushing here, and the local family members, Mayang has asked them to gather together and wait for news." ”

Wu Hai added: "Mayang has already sent someone to distribute the first part of the pension, although compared to the lives of relatives, money is not helpful, but something is better than nothing, how much comfort first." ”

Wushan sighed: "Fortunately, there is Mayang. ”

Wu Hai was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "Brother, I will try to help you share more in the future, it is indeed not easy for you to manage such a large business empire alone." ”

"No," Wu Shan refused unceremoniously, "You're not that material, just don't make a mess of me." ”

The artist is more emotional, a big man in Wuhai, when he heard this, he put down his chopsticks, and cried out with a handful of snot and tears: "Brother, I will never quarrel with you again, and I will not fight with you again, our brothers are good, otherwise how can we be worthy of our parents in the ...... of the sky?"

"Shut up!" Wu Shan roared unhappily, "The matter has not yet come to fruition, don't jump to conclusions!"

Wu Hai was stunned by this sudden roar, wiped his tears with his sleeve and said, "Okay, our parents have their own natural appearance, and they will definitely be fine......"

Wu Shan looked at Wu Hai motionless for a while, and suddenly stretched out his arms and put his arms around his neck, and the brothers came to a big, deep, long, and affectionate bear hug for the first time in their lives.

No one spoke, but this wordless hug said everything.

Although I don't usually talk to each other, and it's easy to quarrel when we have a conversation, the feeling that blood is thicker than water is unquestionable.

Xiao Bai witnessed these from the side, and felt that he knew too little about Wushan before, and many times he only saw superficial phenomena, and he didn't like to justify himself, so he often gave people the impression of being ruthless.

His inner feelings are actually quite intense, but they are buried deep and not easily seen.

Now, she seems to understand him better, and the more she understands, the more she feels like she can't stop, as if she has been poisoned by him......

Thousands of miles away in the city of M.

Meng Junyao, who was in a good mood today, came home humming a little song, put the things in his hand on the sofa first, and when he turned around, the little song came to an abrupt end.

His gaze rested on the small white oil portrait in the living room.

The painting cracked!

It was not torn from the edge, but a large hole was split vertically in the middle of the painting for no apparent reason, and that position happened to be the position of Xiaobai's neck to his chest.

As a master of art, Meng Junyao is very clear that there are generally three reasons why oil paintings are cracked.

One is the cracking of the color layer caused by improper painting methods, and the other is the cracking of the bottom layer caused by the excessive thickness of the base material.

The third is the deformation of the wooden drawing board, which is prone to this phenomenon in Renaissance oil paintings, but his painting is painted on oil canvas, and the weather is not dry, which is naturally excluded.

In addition, Meng Junyao regards this painting as a treasure, seeing the girl in the painting is like seeing Xiaobai, and caring for it is like caring for Xiaobai himself, so it is impossible to use any sharp weapon to scratch it without knowing it.

I didn't have a student today, and when I left in the morning, the painting was obviously good, because he would look at it when he went out and when he returned, as if he was greeting the person in the painting.

The cracked oil painting is difficult to repair, so he has to repaint it, but Meng Junyao, who is puzzled, has an ominous premonition in his heart.

Could it be that something happened to Xiaobai?

He couldn't wait for a moment, so he immediately dialed the phone.

Xiaobai looked at the caller ID and said it was Mr. Meng, but Wushan and Wuhai were there, so they didn't answer it for the time being to avoid misunderstanding.

Usually, she doesn't answer, but Meng Junyao understands that she doesn't call, presumably she is busy or inconvenient to answer.

But today, the more he can't get in touch, the more worried he is about whether something will really happen to Xiaobai, so he fights again and again.

If people think about things in a bad way, the more they think about it, the more frightened they become, and the more they think about it, the more they think it's true.

Xiaobai held the phone and hesitated for a moment, but it was still silent.

Wu Shan asked beside him: "Whose phone is it, why don't you answer it?"

Xiaobai: "I'll go back later." ”

Wushan himself didn't answer every call, so he didn't ask again.

But at this time, Wu Hai's mobile phone rang, and he immediately picked it up as soon as he saw it, and shouted excitedly, "Brother Meng!"

Xiaobai was taken aback, why couldn't I get through on the phone, so I called Wuhai? How did Mr. Meng know that we were staying together now?

IT TURNED OUT THAT IN THE CONTACT LIST, WU HAI STARTS WITH W, XIAO BAI STARTS WITH X, AND THESE TWO LETTERS ARE NEXT TO EACH OTHER.

didn't contact Xiaobai, Meng Junyao saw Wu Hai's name by the way, and after thinking about it, he hadn't contacted this righteous brother for a long time, so he dialed over to greet him: "Brother, how are you doing?"

Wu Hai regarded Meng Junyao as his own brother, and as soon as he heard his voice, he lost control of his emotions again, and said with a hint of crying: "Brother Meng, something happened to my parents!"

Meng Junyao was taken aback, today is really not a good day, first Xiaobai's portrait cracked, and then there was an accident at Brother Hai's house: "Don't worry, say slowly, what's wrong?"

Wu Hai: "My parents are missing on the plane!"

Meng Junyao suddenly remembered that the headline of this morning's newspaper was "The richest man's private jet "Changge" mysteriously disappeared in the sky over Qianmuda!".

Think about the richest man's name is Wushan, and Wu Hai's brother is also surnamed Wu, is he a family with the richest man? There are not too many people with the surname Wu.

Wu Hai's answer confirms this.

Meng Junyao couldn't turn this corner a little, mainly because when they got along, Wu Hai was too low-key and down-to-earth, he didn't pay attention to the image of food and clothing, and he didn't have the frame of a son-in-law, so he couldn't see that his family was rich.

Meng Junyao was still in a daze, Wu Hai didn't rest well, he was dizzy for a while and forgot that his brother was still beside him, and when he thought of it, he asked bluntly: "Brother Meng, is the girl you painted called Bai Yunuan?" She is next to me now, do you want to tell her a few ......?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something.

It's too late to regret it.

Wu Hai bit his finger bones and snapped his eyes a few times in fear: "Then what is that, Brother Meng, I'll hang up first, let's talk about it another day......"

After hanging up, facing the four beams of eyes thrown by Wu Shan and Xiaobai to kill him, Wu Hai stuffed a mouthful of spicy chicken into his mouth, and he made a "coo" sound without chewing it, and swallowed it quite hard.

After that, the room fell silent.

Whenever Wu Shan thinks of the red bean pendant that Xiao Bai desperately guarded the red bean pendant sent by the surnamed Meng, and thinks of Xiao Bai's unrelenting and anxious after the pendant was lost, Wu Shan's heart is as bad as being punched by someone else, but he himself doesn't know that this is the taste of jealousy, and it is an emotion that can only be experienced after caring enough about a person.

Xiaobai wanted to know what the sentence "Brother Meng, is the girl you painted called Bai Yunnuan?"

What paintings?

Teacher Meng painted a portrait of himself?

Why didn't I see it when I went to his house myself?

Did he hide it?

Why hide?

Don't want me to know, quietly draw me and look at me?

Xiaobai's face quietly turned red.

She remembered that when she was about to leave Teacher Meng's house that day, Lao Li, a neighbor at the door, rushed out and secretly stuffed the note to herself with lightning speed - "The mountains have trees and branches, and Meng Jun doesn't know it."

Xiaobai's heart is a little messy, but now at this juncture, it is obviously not the time to figure these things out, and she doesn't want to make trouble for Wushan anymore.

Fortunately, after Wu Shan glared at Wu Hai, he didn't ask much, his mind was now all on the missing plane, and the safety of his parents was the top priority.

Meng Junyao on the other end hung up the phone and looked confused.

How could this kid Wu Hai suddenly know that the person on the painting was Xiaobai? How could he know Xiaobai, how could he be with her? In addition, Xiaobai didn't answer his phone......

It seems that the only explanation is that Wu Hai and Xiaobai, the two of them came together!

Something happened to Wu Hai's family, and Xiaobai went to accompany him, which sounds reasonable and reasonable!

Meng Junyao stumbled into the sofa, feeling so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

Through those few short days of getting along, he knew that this righteous brother had a good character, but he really didn't expect that Xiaobai would like this, and the image of Brother Hai had a fight with himself.

Unconsciously, Meng Junyao had been sitting motionless on the sofa for an hour like a stone statue, and finally he thought: I think of Xiaobai too narrowly, she has never been a person who pays attention to other people's appearance.

Brother Hai is a good person, a good family background, and quite talented, not a few years older than Xiaobai, in fact, it is a good home for Xiaobai, should be able to give her happiness, isn't this exactly what I am looking forward to? I should bless them, why should I feel uncomfortable......

But for some reason, Meng Junyao was groggy for the rest of the day, and nothing was right, as if he was going to have a serious illness.

He wanted to boil some boiling water to make a pot of tea, but he poured boiling water directly into his hands in a trance, so he spent the whole afternoon in the hospital.

Sitting on the waiting bench with pain, watching the crowd of people seeking medical advice come and go.

Some are here to welcome a new life, some are to walk for the last time in the world, and some are here to say goodbye to their loved ones. Of course, more often than not, it is struggling with minor illnesses and pains.

Meng Junyao thought, I have lived for more than 40 years, I have seen a lot of people and things, I should have seen through the joys and sorrows of the world, how can I still lose my soul like a hairy boy who fell in love for the first time? I have to cheer up, otherwise sooner or later something big will happen.

Time passed minute by minute, and it seemed that it was almost 48 hours since the plane disappeared, but the search and rescue work still found nothing, and there was no clue that the plane crashed at all.

Since there was no crash and there was enough fuel, where would it fly off course? How many witnesses should there be?

But there was nothing, the plane seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, it was desperate!

Wu Shan stood up slowly, his usual vigor was no longer high, and even his speed of speech was much slower: "It's better to go back to the company and wait for news." ”

This is what he looks like when he is psychologically tortured to the brink of collapse.

However, a man with all kinds of responsibilities on his shoulders is not allowed to collapse, society does not allow it, and he does not allow it.