"How are you, are you sure you don't go to the hospital?" asked Yao Rong anxiously.

Zhuo Song waved his hand, signaling that it was not necessary.

"Looks like we won't be able to go tonight. Zhuo Song raised his head, stared at her little face, and smiled deeply: "This sofa belongs to me tonight." ”

Seeing this, Yao Rong didn't know what to say.

Zhuo Song got up, pushed her towards the bedroom, and said, "Remember to lock the door." ”

He said, reaching out and closing the door.

Yao Rong stood in the bedroom, looking at the closed door, her little face was unconsciously red, she touched her little face, fell on the big bed, turned sideways, looked at the sheets, one side was stained red by the wound on Zhuo Song's shoulder.

She reached out and touched the blood on the sheet, and whispered, "Yao Rong, stop dreaming." ”

Yao Rong rubbed his little face and hugged the pillow, but he never fell asleep.

Zhuo Song stood in the hall, he looked at the bowl of noodles, he was indeed a little hungry, so after eating the noodles, he took the landline and called Xiao Mohan.

"Cold, it's me. He whispered.

Xiao Mohan raised his eyebrows, pulled down the quilt for Gu Chuyan, and asked, "Where did you go?"

"Sorry, my phone is broken. Zhuo Song said, telling him about today's events, indicating that there may be many people from the black family in the vicinity of Jincheng.

Hearing Xiao Mohan's words, Zhuo Song almost jumped up.

Unfortunately, he was injured and couldn't move, so he could only lean on the sofa and say, "You said that my sister-in-law is missing?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Song pinched his thigh hard, and whispered: "Han, I'm sorry, it's my fault! I didn't expect my sister-in-law to be there, if I knew that she was there, I would have fought hard to bring her back." ”

"She's fine now, and I'll talk about the rest when you get back. Xiao Mohan said.

Zhuo Song hung up the phone, took the dishes to be washed, looked at the door in the bedroom, and only turned around after a while and left quietly.

Yao Rong fell asleep early in the morning, and it was already noon when she woke up.

She got up and opened the door with the medicine box, wanting to help Zhuo Song with medicine.

Unfortunately, her hair came out unkempt, and when she saw that the living room was empty, as if he had never been here, even the dishes were washed for her.

"I didn't even leave a note, I don't know what your name is. Yao Rong whispered.

Looking at the medicine box in her hand, she was inexplicably a little lost.

"You must be a good person. Yao Rong said, putting the medicine box on the coffee table, a little depressed.

She had been staring at the door last night, afraid that he would break in, and her mind was full of his sentence "What if I am a strong = traitor?", and now looking back, she feels very naïve.

He left, and he didn't even say hello!

While she was still thinking stupidly, she saw a noise outside the door, and she stood up in surprise.

Gu Chuyan's figure appeared, pushed the door and walked in: "Listen to Mo Han, in the middle of the night last night, Brother Sheng Ming called to find you, what's wrong with you?"

When Yao Rong saw her, he rushed forward excitedly and hugged her tightly.

"Chuchu, I miss you. Yao Rong hugged her tightly, rested his chin on her shoulder, and whispered: "Yesterday my mobile phone was stolen, and you couldn't get through, I thought you were kidnapped, and I was scared." ”

"You said I've seen too much recently, and I'm always thinking about those pictures, it's weird and scary!" Yao Rong said, pulled Gu Chuyan to the sofa and sat down, squatted in front of her and pretended to be pitiful, and said, "You have to compensate me today and accompany me more." ”

Gu Chuyan stared at her, her eyes full of contempt.

"Na, what is that?" Gu Chuyan pointed to the side, only to see that it was a men's watch.

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