Night, deeper.

The rain has not stopped, and it is densely watering every corner of the city.

The car drove slowly, the wipers came and went, the windshield blowing, the headlights emitting a few hazy beams of light in the rainy night, and Ren Pingsheng struggled to pay attention to the people who passed, every street, and every place she might go.

While waiting for the traffic light, he tried to dial her phone again, but the response was only to turn it off. I have searched for all the acquaintances I can find. In the address book, there is only one of their common acquaintances left.

The phone screen glows faintly in the dark night. He was hesitating whether to call the person when the traffic light suddenly turned on and he could pass.

In the city of Nanjing, there is basically no nightlife, and at this point now, there are only a few people on the road, probably on the night shift. It was close to the wee hours of the morning, and there were several shops on the street preparing to open. The rain still shows no signs of stopping.

When Ren Ping'an received his call, he couldn't believe his eyes. The last time we met was at the birthday party of the old man's house three years ago, and Ren Pingsheng met with someone here for the first time in his life. As Mr. Xu was ill, Director Xu and his wife were arrested in the second prison for corruption, and Ren Pingsheng became Xu Guangxi's guardian. The age difference is only eleven years old, Xu Guangxi's nominal uncle. The Xu family entrusted their youngest daughter to him, and Ren Pingsheng was willing to accept it, but no one knew the reason.

And the strange thing is that Ren Pingsheng, who has always disliked interacting with this side, actually gets along very well with Xu Guangxi.

In fact, there was nothing else, or even if there was something, Ren Pingsheng would not think of calling her, except for Xu Guangxi, she couldn't find any other reason that could prompt him to contact her, a sister who was willing to die of old age.

Ren Ping'an got out of bed, did not alarm her husband, who was still asleep, and quietly walked to the balcony. The phone was connected.

As soon as I connected, I heard the phone say, "Sorry, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." Excuse me, is Mitsuki there for you?" The voice was a little quick, not very similar to what she was reflecting in her image.

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When she was d, the teacher of the anatomy class took her to the experimental class for half a semester. Although there are many people who go abroad in their kind of family, there are only one person of the same age as Guangxi in her generation, and the boy went to Waseda when he was still in high school. And Ren Pingsheng, who is responsible for her tuition and living expenses, doesn't care about anything. The stocking policy in life is the consistent style of the Ren family.

At that time, after Ren Ping'an received his MD degree from PSU, he went to California and applied for a job at STA

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d。 During an anatomy class, I met Mitsuki. At that time, the child was still the same as when he was a child, with a lonely personality, no friends, and a loner in everything. A Chinese girl who is not good at words, even if she is a classmate in the Chinese circle, is not very willing to see her in the experimental class. She didn't think there was anything, she did experiments alone, ate and went to class alone, and went home and slept alone at night. Ren Ping'an went to her house, that is, the house that Ren Pingsheng arranged for her in the United States several times at that time. After that, it was fixed to come over once a week, or every two weeks, to bring her something to eat and help her with her homework. Over time, she found that Mitsuki would also tell her interesting things, and it seemed that he would treat her as one of his own.

Ren Pingsheng should have heard his name from Guangxi's mouth, otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of contacting her.

Ren Ping'an replied to the man on the other end of the phone: "Guangxi is not here with me, why didn't she go back to China today to look for you?"

An apologetic message quickly came from the other end of the line: "Sorry to interrupt." As he spoke, he hung up.

"Wait," Ren Ping'an opened half of the window, held his mobile phone tightly, and asked, "You have called me to find her, does it mean that she has not been able to find anyone since she returned to China?"

Ren Ping'an's words were obviously worried about Guangxi's safety. He had to explain: "She came back once and then left. ”

"What's the reason?" Ren Ping'an asked, there was no sound on the other end of the phone, and after a while, he said: "It's nothing, it's just that there is a little contradiction." ”

Ren Ping'an thought for a while and asked, "Will she be at her grandfather's?" Do you want me to look for Old Man Xu?"

"No need. Thank you. With that, he closed the line. Hit the steering wheel and turn at intersections. He looked down and looked at the roadside sign through the window, and arrived at Pingjiangfu Road.

She studied in elementary and middle school around here, and he has traveled this road countless times.

At the age of nine, when Ren Pingsheng first met Guangxi, she was only nine years old, wearing a ponytail and a red and black striped children's cheongsam, eating desserts prepared by the domestic maid for the banquet at the two families organized by her grandfather at that time. At that time, there was no accident in the Xu family, but nine-year-old Xu Guangxi, there was no smile on his face during the whole banquet. It's not like you're angry with anyone, and it's not like you're angry with your parents.

At the age of eleven, Ren Pingsheng was entrusted by Mr. Xu to take care of his daughter for him, in fact, it was to take care of his daughter for others, but it was more a transaction between the Xu family and the Ren family, and this deal was decided long before Guangxi's father was imprisoned. He didn't want to sort out the affairs of the older generation, and he felt that it had nothing to do with him, but Guangxi, who took on the responsibility that should not have been borne by him.

If you go further, you will enter the Confucius Temple, and there will be no one in it during this time period. Just as he was about to turn the next corner, he saw Mitsuki on that cross street.

He was only suspicious at first, the car drove forward, did not dare to slow down, through the thick rain curtain, finally, on the waiting platform, he saw Xu Guangxi who was waving for a taxi. She held an umbrella, still holding the book she had taken away during the day, her shoes were half wet from the rain, her feet shrank into the platform from time to time, and the hand that went to stop the taxi was lowered when she saw him through the glass window, and then the ponytail head turned to him, and the smile slowly bloomed on that beautiful and fair face—he finally came.

When Ren Pingsheng stopped, Guangxi immediately walked over with an umbrella and naturally grabbed his arm.

Ren Pingsheng took the umbrella from her hand, propped it on the heads of the two of them, hugged her, and walked in the direction of the co-pilot, "Is the phone turned off?"

Mitsuki nodded.

Ren Pingsheng stuffed her into the car: "Why is it turned off?"

Guangxi raised his head and looked at him: "It's just turned off." Ren Pingsheng turned his face away, and just met her gaze, a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, black was black, white was white. He was stunned, leaned down, and pulled the seat belt over for her, and fastened it.

Sitting in the driver's seat, both sides tacitly agreed not to say more. Don't talk about the day, don't talk about how she's spent the last few hours, and don't mention Ruilin.