The next day, after Si Tianzhe left, the empty house was really uncomfortable, I didn't go to Lin Meng according to my words, I only read books and composed music at home, and before I knew it, it was evening.

Looking up from the piano, the light in the room was getting dim, and just as I was thinking about whether to have dinner with Sara, my phone rang.

Looking at the number that I hadn't been contacted for a long time flashing on the screen, I paused for a moment to connect.

"Hello, President Sheng."

"Miss Fu, long time no see." His timbre permeated with pride and cultivation was as usual.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, you called for the project that the two groups cooperated, it was Ye Ningchen, the acting president of our company, who was in charge before, and I just took over recently......"

"Oh, no, it's not for the cooperation case," Sheng Huaxuan interrupted me, "I'm very relieved about the progress of the project, but I took the liberty to call today, yes, there is something I want to ask Miss Fu for help." ”

"Oh?" What can I do to help him?

The other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, showing some embarrassment, "Cen Ye ...... him"

*

Ten minutes later, Sheng Huaxuan and I met at the intersection of Central Street.

"Miss Fu." He got out of the car and shook my hand, "Please get in the car first, let's talk." ”

I sat in the car, and the business car slowly passed through the streets of London, and I realized that Young Master Huo had disappeared again, and no one had been found since last night.

"I shouldn't have bothered," Sheng Hua declared apologetically, "especially since you know that you are the eldest lady of the Furkmins family...... But I've heard that the last time I didn't see Cen Ye. It was you who found him, so I wanted to ......"

I smiled politely, "You're welcome. It was by chance that I was able to find him that time, so I will take you to the place where he went last time, and then please send more men to search the streets of London, especially some of the more remote ones. ”

He bowed his head and turned to the co-pilot man and ordered, "Order." ”

"Yes. President. ”

When I came back to the old-fashioned residential area on the outskirts of London, surrounded by lonely high-rise buildings, I almost felt like I was revisiting.

"You mean. Last time, was that where you found him? Sheng Huaxuan asked, with a vague surprise on his face.

"Well, how. Is there a problem here? I asked.

"It's not. No. He grimaced.

I didn't delve any further, but said to the people he had brought, "Every building here has to go to the roof of the building and search carefully, and don't let go of a corner." ”

"Yes."

The crowd scattered and searched, Sheng Huaxuan and I also climbed to the top of a high-rise building, and even though time passed, this desperate loneliness and fear in the dark night spread. It's heartbreaking.

"Here, it's very similar to where our family lived when Cen Ye was a child." There was silence for a long time. Sheng Huaxuan, who was looking at the distance, suddenly said.

I listened in a deep voice.

"When he was young, our family was not like now, the conditions at that time were very ordinary, and he lived in a house like this, and then my business became bigger and bigger, so I ......" He seemed to sigh vaguely, and he was not scattered in the night breeze for a while, he looked back at me and smiled slightly, "Cen Ye often climbed to the roof of our house when he was a child, and sometimes he stayed in the middle of the night. ”

I nodded thoughtfully, "I've always loved dark nights since I was a kid. ”

"Actually, he-"

Suddenly, the subordinate who hurried to the rooftop cut off our conversation, "President, I haven't found the whereabouts of the young master in this vicinity. ”

"Have you looked carefully?"

"I searched every building in detail, except for the residents in the building, I searched all the places."

"Then knock on the door and ask to see if anyone has seen the young master." Sheng Huaxuan's constant and usual timbre has shown eagerness.

"President Sheng, don't worry," I reassured, "he must really not be here, you leave a few people to continue to look for him in case he comes, and we will look elsewhere." ”

He sighed and turned to leave, when his phone rang.

"What's the matter?"

"President, we've found the young master."

*

London has always been rainy, and what was originally a sunny day turned to a drizzle.

As the car drove into the city, the sky was already covered with a thin layer of rain, and the eager speed of the car soon led us to a large crowd of people in the silence of a busy street branching off from a busy road.

"Get out of here!" A low roar was heard not far away, and it was Huo Czenye's voice.

I got out of the car with Sheng Huaxuan and rushed over, and the entourage behind me hurriedly opened the umbrella, and the closer the distance, the clearer the voice became.

"Young master, please come with us in the car, the president will come soon......"

"I said I didn't want to see him, get out of here!"

At this time, Sheng Huaxuan was approaching, and everyone saluted in turn, so that I could see Huo Czenye in the crowd, who had not been seen for a long time, and he seemed to be taller, or perhaps relying on the increasingly thin figure to set off. The raindrops that were not wet fell on his hair and cheeks, and they were a piece of velvet against the street lamp.

Thinking of his violent appearance, everyone did not dare to step forward to hold an umbrella for him, and no one dared to hold an umbrella, he hung his head, half supported the wall and sat on the ground, he wanted to get up but couldn't, it can be imagined that there were bruises and bruises everywhere on his body, thinking that he had just stopped fighting with people.

Sheng Huaxuan came to him, half-squatted down, and whispered, "Go back." ”

Huo Czen looked up suddenly, and when he saw someone coming, his gloomy gaze suddenly became cold.

"Let's go back, okay?" Sheng Hua Xuanfu asked again in a low voice.

This is the first time I have seen the two fathers and sons get along, not like relatives, there is no warmth, just endless accommodation and indifference.

Huo Czen smiled coldly, ignored it at all, and staggered to his feet against the wall,

It was only when I looked closely that I realized that he also had injuries on his face, with bruises and bruises, and blood stains on the corners of his lips. He opened his mouth to say something, when suddenly, a violent cough overflowed, causing him to gasp for breath and his cheeks flush slightly.

When the crowd receded, I walked to Huo Cen Ye in the corner and lifted him up, but as soon as I touched his arm, I found that I trembled slightly, and my usually dull eyebrows were twisted together at the moment—how much wound had he suffered?

I couldn't bear it for a while, so I pulled him up, "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Unexpectedly, he threw me away, and his tone was full of deep indifference, "You don't have to worry about it. ”

He stood up slowly, but as soon as the injured leg exerted force, the person stumbled and fell on the wall on the side, I subconsciously went to help, he held on to the wall and coldly threw two words, "Go away." ”

It turns out that the deepest fear is not visual fear, but a cold and silent fear that emanates from the depths of consciousness.

I want to get away with it. (To be continued.) )