In the living room on the side of Qinqi Foot Therapy, Wang Meigao sat behind the bar, her elbows propped up on the tabletop, her hands half-clenched into fists on her cheeks on both sides, and she was looking out of the door in a daze.

Suddenly, a figure appeared outside the glass door, and then the door was pushed open, but Wang Mei didn't seem to see it, whether it was expression or movement, there was no change at all.

Peng Qiao walked into the house, first turned his head to look at the sofa under the glass window, and walked towards the backyard without seeing anyone, not noticing Wang Mei at all.

Peng Qiao looked at the empty backyard in surprise, after thinking about it, he turned around, went to his previous room to have a look, then walked to the bar, knocked on the table, and asked a little strangely: "What about Jiang Cong and Yuan Wei?

Wang Mei maintained her original posture and did not move, and did not give any response, but sighed faintly.

Peng Qiao's brows furrowed, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Wang Mei's eyes, and asked again, "What about Jiang Cong and Yuan Wei?"

Wang Mei sighed again, put her hands down and hugged her chest, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked at him with a complicated expression.

For no reason, Peng Qiao chuckled in his heart, swallowed nervously, and asked for the third time, "What about Jiang Cong and Yuan Wei?"

This time he asked a difficult question, and there was a little tremor in his voice.

Wang Mei sighed again and shook her head slowly, there were some things that she was not convenient to say.

"Lend me your phone and I'll call them. Peng Qiao took a deep breath, took out the phone book from his pocket, and turned to the page where Yuan Wei's mobile phone number was recorded.

Wang Mei didn't hesitate, directly picked up the mobile phone on the table and handed it to him.

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The sun was setting, and only a little afterglow lingered in the sky.

The sky gradually darkened, the temperature dropped little by little, and there was a sense of coolness between breaths.

There was no way to continue sitting on the grass, so Jiang Cong and Yuan Wei had already gotten up and sat on the long wooden chairs at the edge of the square.

At this point in time, the lively square became deserted, and there were only five people left in the square, except for the two of them, each occupying a corner, and they didn't know why, and they refused to leave and go home.

The closest to them, and the clearest look, is an old man of sixty or seventy years old, who seems to be a well-dressed person, and his family background should be solid.

He was holding a radio in his hand, and the radio was playing Peking Opera, and the sound floated over leisurely, but he couldn't really hear it because it was a little far away, and he only knew that the tune was slightly sad.

Maybe it was too boring, or maybe the tune fit their current state of mind, and the two of them looked like they were listening intently.

It was at this time that Yuan Wei's mobile phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it with mixed emotions, Jiang Cong sighed on the side, and said indifferently: "Take it." ”

Yuan Wei was silent for a few more seconds before he opened the flip cover and answered the phone.

"Where are you, what's going on?" asked Peng Qiao eagerly over there.

"We're in the little square, and the wizard kicked us out. Yuan Wei glanced at Jiang Cong and said as if he didn't care.

"Don't go there, I'll come right over. ”

"Good. ”

Then the phone hung up like this, Yuan Wei shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "Peng Qiao will come over later." ”

Jiang Cong sighed, as if he didn't care too much.

The two of them fell silent again, as if listening intently to the sad music of the radio.

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"Thank you. Peng Qiao slid on the slider, put the phone on the bar, and looked at Wang Mei to thank him seriously.

"What about after you find them, do you want to leave too?" Wang Mei looked at Peng Qiao, her voice trembled a little, and the emotions in her eyes were very complicated, some sad, some lonely, and some lonely......

"Of course I'm not leaving, I'll have to find your brother first, and then I'll go and get them back. Peng Qiao sneered, turned around and left.

Wang Mei was stunned, and then the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and the complicated emotions in her eyes all dissipated, and she was shrouded in a faint smile.

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When Peng Qiao pushed open the glass door of the massage room, the male witch was rubbing the back of an old man with half-white hair, he walked straight over with a cold face, stood on the side and asked indifferently, "Should you give me an explanation!"

"Explain what!" the wizard didn't reply, his hands were not idle, and his tone seemed very indifferent.

"Did you get rid of the people I brought and ask my opinion!" Peng Qiao sneered.

"Ask your opinion, how can you ask, can't you see it yourself!" the wizard pressed his hand hard for the last time, his voice was a little cold, and then he lifted the thin quilt on the side of the bed and put it on the old man, only then he straightened up and looked at Peng Qiao indifferently.

"Do you think it's very unruly for them to stay like this here? Do you want them to be like Wang Mei and Wang Li? When they don't understand anything, they ...... three or two."

"What's the matter?

Peng Qiao was silent, and glanced at the private room, where Wang Li was standing outside the door at a loss, looking down at her toes.

"What's the matter?" asked the old witch, looking to the left and glaring hard, to the right, with a smile on her face.

"Sister Qin, don't you really know?" Peng Qiao turned his head and looked at the old witch with a smile.

"I don't know. The old witch blinked, confused.

"Brother Qi, didn't you report this matter to Sister Qin? It's quite majestic?" Peng Qiao looked at the wizard, his standing posture became very casual, and he was shaking his legs, looking very hanging.

The witch's lips quirmed, but he didn't say anything because someone was glaring at him again.

"Xiaoqiao, talk outside. The old witch turned her gaze, took her brother's arm very affectionately, and wanted to go out.

Peng Qiao's body froze, and it seemed that he didn't intend to give face, but he didn't know what he thought, and after taking a deep look at the male witch, he followed the old witch's wish and was pulled outside.

"What the hell is going on?" asked the old witch with a wink, as if curious.

"Brother Qi drove my friend away, and he didn't tell me before or after, Sister Qin, you come to judge the theory, is this something that people can do?" Peng Qiao pursed his lips, whether it was his voice or emotions, he revealed a sense of grievance, but he sneered in his heart.

"This ...... Your chess brother is like this, he has a relatively straight temperament, but he doesn't have bad intentions, I'll train him when I go back, and after I move over there and settle down, I'll ask him to apologize to you, okay. The old witch seemed to be choked, and the enthusiasm on her face faded for two seconds.

"There's no need to apologize, Brother Qi also wants to save face, but you have to treat his temper, don't always keep a straight face, as if we owe him a lot of money, and bite whoever you catch. Peng Qiao smiled and patted the old witch on the shoulder, turned around and walked straight ahead.

The old witch's face sank, and she squinted at Peng Qiao's back, not knowing what she was thinking.