After hearing this, Mu Ziqian said: "This doesn't explain the problem, maybe it's the child's personality, maybe it's the child's simple rebellious psychology after the reorganization of the family, or the child's adolescence." ”

Qiu Jing looked at him indifferently, "Mu Ziqian, she is only eight years old, how can she be an adolescent." ”

He shrugged, "That's her character." ”

"Not really. I read Fang Wantong's teacher's comments at school, and the teacher wrote in the evaluation column last year: cheerful and optimistic, willing to help her classmates. It is completely inconsistent with the depressed mood before the incident, the reluctance to contact classmates, and the pursuit of independence. A person's personality does not change easily, and the factors that can affect her sudden change in personality in a short period of time must be negative, or something that makes her extremely disgusted, or a family member dies. And Fang Wantong's biological father died as early as when she was two years old, and none of her other family members and friends died of illness or accidents. So, this possibility is ruled out, then there are only two factors left.

i.e., negative events, or disgusting things. ”

Mu Ziqian nodded, agreeing with her analysis.

"I really want to know what happened to Fang Wantong during that time. ”

"You just want me to check this?" Mu Ziqian obviously felt too pediatric about the task assigned by Qiu Jinghao.

"If you have the energy, check it out for me. I think it must have something to do with her disappearance. Qiu Jinghao looked serious and continued: "There is another person to investigate. ”

"Who?"

"Fang Wantong's stepfather, Lu Jianjun. ”

"What information do you want?" asked Mu Ziqian.

"All, all the information, no matter how big or small. ”

"Good. He answered.

Qiu Jing was just about to say thank you, but Mu Ziqian preemptively kissed her on the lips.

Qiu Jing froze and looked at him with big eyes.

Mu Ziqian smiled evilly and said, "Help you quit the problem of saying thank you to me." ”

Qiu Jing is so cold, she really has never seen such a high-sounding person who makes such an excuse to play liú máng, he is the first.

"Okay, I'll help you out, now go take a shower and have something to eat. Mu Ziqian held her shoulder, "Let's go, don't look at it." ”

How gentle and spoiled his voice was, even he didn't know it, and Qiu Jinghao didn't see his truth thoroughly.

After all, seven years of hidden marriage, six years of not seeing, time erased too many feelings, and also diluted too many traces.

Qiu Jing packed up the materials on the table and left with Mu Ziqian.

After dinner, Mu Ziqian took her to the flower room for a walk.

The autumn night is cool, the autumn moon is cold, and the light veil floating clouds float through the mountains.

He took her hand and walked in the flower field, the temperature of the flower room was much higher than that outside, and it was still very pleasant to see the sea of flowers and smell the fragrance of flowers here.

Mu Ziqian once said here that one day when he retired, he would take her to a place full of flowers, Qiu Jinghao thought it was funny when she heard it, she didn't like any spice taste, including flowers, she was easily allergic to this kind of thing. And this guy wants to take her to live in that kind of place, and he is really self-centered, and he doesn't think about other people's feelings at all.

Qiu Jinghao only hummed coldly at that time, and didn't ask him where the place was.

Suddenly, the people around him stopped, "Be quiet." ”

Qiu Jing looked up at him.

"Where do you want to live in the future?"

Qiu Jing thought of Ming Jin, that child liked snow very much, and it was the kind of snow that covered the sky, the corners of her lips curled, and the smile rose and dispersed indifferently, "There is nothing I want to go to." ”

Mu Ziqian retracted his gaze, saw through it without saying anything, led her to continue walking, and his voice floated from the front.

"Tell me where you want to go in the future, and we'll go. ”

Qiu Jing looked at his back and hummed.

He was in front, she was behind, he led his beloved girl away, in the past six years, this scene often appeared in dreams, and now he got what he wanted, the man's eyes were soft, and the corners of his mouth raised a beautiful arc.

"Go back, I'm a little tired. After coming out of Deng Hongjie's house, she was a little uncomfortable.

"Good. ”

The two walked towards the villa, and after returning to the room, Qiu Jing went to rinse it briefly, and when she came out, Mu Ziqian hugged her from behind, Qiu Jinghao's body stiffened slightly, her eyes lowered slightly, and her voice was very soft, "I'm here." ”

Mu Ziqian stood there, stunned for a few seconds, before he figured out what she meant.

"Oh. He was disappointed, but he still showed a relaxed expression on the surface, and pulled the collar of her dressing gown, "It's okay, we have a lot of time in the future." You have a stomachache and I'll help you blow your hair. ”

After saying that, he put down his dressing gown, pulled the person to sit on the sofa, and turned around to get the hair dryer.

Qiu Jing didn't want to deny that she really had menstrual cramps, but how did he know?

Watching his bony hand brush up a strand of her black hair, the sound of the hair dryer buzzing sounded in her ears, and the warm wind blew her scalp comfortably, and the whole person also warmed up.

She is quiet when she doesn't speak, she smiles charmingly, she sees through lies like a rainbow, and now she is as delicate as a wilting rabbit.

He heard her ask, "How do you know I have a stomachache?"

The hand holding his hair paused, and by the sound of the hair dryer, he replied lightly: "Guess." ”

Qiu Jing raised her head and looked at him with clear black eyes, "Can you guess this?"

Mu Ziqian pursed her lips and smiled, smiling a little shyly, and she ignored the man's reddened ears in five thousandths of a second.

"The woman next to you used to be like this, right?"

Mu Ziqian didn't expect her to say this, and was a little ridiculous and speechless for a while.

She looked at him for a while, the man didn't explain, only concentrated on blowing her hair, Qiu Jing didn't get a response, bored turned her face sideways, and looked out of the quiet window.

"It's blown, let's go to bed and lie down. Mu Ziqian put away the hair dryer and turned to leave.

When Qiu Jing turned around, the person had already entered the bathroom.

She was lying on the bed, like a boat floating on the sea, and the cramping pain from her abdomen made her frown deeply, hugging the pillow and curling up.

Mu Ziqian took a bath, saw that she was about to shrink into a ball in pain, turned around and went downstairs, and returned with a bowl of ginger brown sugar water in his hand.

Walked over to the bed and patted her, "Quiet, get up, drink this." ”

Qiu Jinghao got out of the quilt, her face turned pale, she sat up with her body propped up, took the bowl and drank the ginger brown sugar water.

When studying abroad, Qiu Jinghao had a hard time every few days of the month, and sometimes she couldn't stand the pain, so she took a few painkillers on top.

Now Mu Ziqian's bowl of ginger brown sugar water is indeed warm and heartwarming.

Before she knew it, some small feeling was sneaking into her heart and disintegrating the city walls.

When she woke up the next day, Qiu Jing felt warm in her lower abdomen, and her body was not as tired or weak as before.

It seems that Mu Ziqian's bowl of ginger brown sugar water is still very effective.