Xu Liangchen first took Fu Siqing to Songda to report, and then found a place for her to settle down. When it was almost dark, I took her to Songda Snack Street and picked a food stall to catch up.

"Fu Siqing, we haven't seen each other for two or three years, right?" Xu Liangchen ate skewers and poured a glass of beer for Fu Siqing by the way.

"It's been almost three years since we last met in London, but it's not still there for video, chat, and affection. Fu Siqing took a sip of beer, did not feel restrained at all, and opened his arms to eat.

"Why do you suddenly want to come back?"

I could only come back and apply for the graduate school of Song University, but I didn't expect to be admitted. "As for her real thoughts on returning to China, I can't say so clearly for the time being.

"And where have you been all these days?"

"Hospital. ”

"Hospital, did I hear you right?" did you ......" Xu Liangchen's words were not finished when he was interrupted by a rapid mobile phone ringtone, Fu Siqing took out his mobile phone, and the name of "Fu Yiran" kept flashing on the screen. If it weren't for the super familiar ringtones that have been used for many years, Fu Siqing would have doubted whether this was her mobile phone.

She couldn't remember when Fu Yiran's phone number was stored in her phone. No, it's not that I don't remember, it's that I never did.

"Hey?" Fu Siqing answered the phone.

"Miss Fu, you have something left on me. ”

"Is it?, then trouble Mr. Fu to help me lose it! Thank you!" Fu Siqing hung up the phone directly after speaking, and then deleted Fu Yiran's number.

The familiar Canon piano music ringed, Fu Siqing looked at the incoming call on his mobile phone, and the words "Fu Yiran" were displayed on the screen.

What the hell, she deleted all the numbers!

Hang up! Delete the number!

Putting down the phone for two seconds, the ringtone rang, and it was still the three words "Fu Yiran".

Hang up again! Delete the number again!

The third time, Fu Siqing turned off the phone directly.

There is a black Maybach parked at the main entrance of Songda, which looks very inconspicuous in the noisy night market.

The man in the car continued to dial the number over and over again until the prompt "The other party has turned off" came. Fu Yiran put away his mobile phone and his eyes stayed on the custom pendant in the palm of his hand. He deliberately came to return the things to Fu Siqing, but she didn't want it herself, and she troubled him to help throw it away.

Expiration is not waiting, this is Fu Yi's principle.

Fu Siqing returned to the accommodation arranged for her by Xu Liangchen, simply packed her luggage and went to take a shower. During the few days in the hospital, she felt that she was going to go rancid.

Halfway through the shower, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. The neck was empty, and the pendant she had been wearing was nowhere to be found. When she rummaged through all the things she carried, she realized the reason why Fu Yiran kept calling her.

flipped through the call records of her mobile phone, not to mention the words "Fu Yiran", even the unfamiliar number was deleted by her.

What should she do? Should she take the initiative to contact Jiang Xinyi? Or will she go to Ling Mei in person tomorrow?

The mobile phone suddenly vibrate, and Fu Siqing received a text message: No. 112, Building 18, Jinshan South Road. The same is true for Fu.

Without thinking about it, she changed her clothes, and she could only take a taxi to Jinshan South Road.

This lot is far from the city center, very remote, but it is in a straight line with the Fu family's old residence Dongcheng District. When I arrived at the place, it took more than two hours, and it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening.

Fu Siqing found No. 112, Building 18, and the lights were faintly bright. She stepped forward and pressed the doorbell, but no one answered, and pressed it again, but no one paid attention. Subconsciously twisted the doorknob and unlocked it.