Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The moment Chen Weiwei's mother pushed open the door, she saw that the room was so clean and tidy...... Her heart was getting cold.

There was no Chen Weiwei in the room at all, and even the familiar smell of perfume on her daughter's body that she could smell when she entered the house before had long since dissipated, and all that was left was just an empty house, and a mother who was instantly hollowed out of everything.

She put the dinner plate on the table, and saw that on the stationery that had not left any words, there was a V-shaped diamond ring that made people look at it and boiled with enthusiasm, the sunlight shone in through the window, and the whole diamond ring was shining, constantly flashing on the surface of the diamond, reflecting a sword-like aura, but all of these, in the eyes of Chen Weiwei's mother at this time, were like relics.

Chen Weiwei's mother was in the room, flipping everywhere like crazy, mattresses, cabinets and other conceivable corners, but the final result was undoubtedly in vain, even if the ceiling was torn down, Chen Weiwei could not be found.

What worries Chen Weiwei's mother the most is that she found that most of Chen Weiwei's entire cabinet has been taken away, and the rest is only a few obsolete goods like unearthed cultural relics, which have been abandoned in the closet.

She sat on the bed, feeling that the sky around her was falling apart and dark, the whole room was like a cold wild snowfield, and the tears that were about to flow out had no chance to patronize the cheeks, and were directly frozen in the eye frame, becoming colorless pure natural contact lenses.

Her lips kept trembling, her hands were full of hatred, she clutched the sheets that had been laid out on the bed tightly, and the upper and lower layers of her teeth continued to tremble slightly, colliding and making an irregular sound, like a cold hammer, constantly smashing on the ice that had been frozen for thousands of years.

"Uh-ah-"

Chen Weiwei's mother sat up directly from the bed, rushed out of the door, and ran to the living room with this extremely tragic cry.

"What are you doing! Look at you like that, crying in the morning, who to mourn! ”

Chen Weiwei's father, who was sitting in the living room watching TV, was startled by her sudden emotional explosion, the blood on his face disappeared without a trace for a while, and his eyes were wide open.

"Look-look-look! Just know how to watch TV, why didn't you marry this 70-inch Sony HDTV back then! Just have a baby with it, you never care about your daughter, you ****** know that you face me all day long, like you treat the shopkeeper, shouting five and drinking six, and seeing your daughter is the same as seeing the person who comes to collect debts, and her face is longer than a footcloth, smelly and long."

In the face of Chen Weiwei's father this time, Chen Weiwei's mother did not give up, let alone swallow her anger, she knew that this time it was not herself, but her daughter disappeared for no reason.

"Stare at what you want! Staring at your two donkey eyes, the eyeballs are about to fall out, and your daughter is gone! Did you know?"

"It's right if she doesn't see it, it means that she wants to open it, and she won't continue to stay at home, but goes out, maybe it's going to morning exercises, or going to some classmate or friend's house."

Chen Weiwei's father was very disdainful when he said such things, and he had a contemptuous look and tone for Chen Weiwei's mother.

"That's right! You think very optimistically, you are really fat-hearted! You can be more optimistic, right? Have you ever seen a daughter who, when she goes to someone's house or has a morning exercise, will pack up all her clothes and clean up the house, leaving a wordless suicide note and a huge diamond ring."

When Chen Weiwei's mother said this, Chen Weiwei's father sat on the sofa, feeling like after challenging the ice bucket, his brain was cold and numb, and he seemed to be sitting like pins and needles under his buttocks, giving birth to countless spikes.

With his mouth open, he was like a hypoxic patient, sitting on the sofa in the living room, staring closely at Chen Weiwei's mother, who was already crying breathlessly.

Chen Weiwei's father suddenly got up from the sofa and ran to the door of Chen Weiwei's boudoir, the moment he entered the boudoir, his feet were nailed to the floor of the room, looking at everything around him that was desolate and wild, the drawer cabinet doors that had been turned over by Chen Weiwei's mother, and the mattress scattered on the floor.

All the places that could be seen were almost empty, the clothes that could be worn, and all the items that could be worn were taken away by Chen Weiwei, and the only thing left was the wordless suicide note that could not see any clues, and the big diamond ring that was dazzling.

Chen Weiwei's father moved back and forth a few steps before he stood firm, feeling the blood rushing into his brain, and he felt a little uncontrollably dizzy.

"Husband, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, it's all like this, don't make it worse."

Seeing that Chen Weiwei's father was dizzy and a little unsteady on his feet, Chen Weiwei's mother hurriedly went up and helped him sit on the bed.

"No-don't worry, I'm fine"

Chen Weiwei's father waved his hand at her, and lowered his head with a sigh.

The two stayed in this oppressive and sad air for a while, and neither of them spoke.

"Go, get my phone"

Chen Weiwei's father asked Chen Weiwei's mother to take his mobile phone from the coffee table in the living room.

Chen Weiwei's father couldn't think of a better way, so he could only call Zixi to see if she could help and find Chen Weiwei.

"Jingle-Jingle-Jingle-Jingle"

Zihee, who was cuddling with Min Ho on the bed and sleeping with Zhengxiang, heard the ringtone of the mobile phone placed at the bedside.

"Uh-huh, honey, pick it up for me, quick?"

Zixi closed her eyes, hummed and chirped on the bed, and pushed Min Hao next to her angrily.

Min Hao, who was sleeping, was pushed several times before he reluctantly opened his eyes, groped with his hand, and picked up the mobile phone that was ringing.

He looked at the display on the screen of his phone, and his name was Chen's father.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?"

Min Ho asked, putting his face against the bed and the phone holder next to his ear.

"Hello, I'm Chen Weiwei's father, Chen Weiwei is gone, I want Zixi to come to the house"

"What? Let's go! When did it happen? ”

Min Haoteng sat up from the bed, his face was solemn like ice and snow, and the goosebumps on his body all came out.

Zixi, who was sleeping next to her, was startled by Min Hao's action, she suddenly lost her sleepiness and immediately woke up.

"Gone! Chen Weiwei is gone! You know it! ”

Min Ho didn't hear the meaning clearly, so he knelt on the bed, looked at Zixi, who turned his head beside him, with a blank face, and said in a deep voice.

Zixi was stunned for a moment, sat up directly from the bed, and took the phone.

"Uncle, don't worry, say slowly, what's going on? How do good people say they can leave, you have to mourn, Weiwei is miserable! ”

"It's not...... It's not the one you understand to be gone, but it's similar to that, it's running away from home."

During the back and forth calls, Chen Weiwei's father heard that Zixi had misinterpreted his meaning, so he explained.

"In this way, uncle, don't worry, did you call Chen Weiwei?"

"Hit, your aunt is next to me, when I am on the phone, I call, keep calling, turn off, just turn off, you say this bear child, why did you leave without saying a word"

As she spoke, Chen Weiwei's father began to cry, and the sound of crying could be heard on the phone.

Zixi took the phone and exhaled a few times angrily to calm down his emotions.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'll go over now, you and Auntie don't worry"

After speaking, Zixi immediately hung up the phone and got dressed and went downstairs with Minhao, Minhao drove Zixi and hurriedly went to Chen Weiwei's house.

After Zixi entered the door, he didn't say anything, just rushed to Chen Weiwei's boudoir and searched back and forth.

"Don't look for it, Zixi, there's nothing, we've found everything we can find, her father and I don't know what we've done wrong, so Chen Weiwei is so ruthless, leaving us and leaving"

Chen Weiwei's mother said with tears, some red and swollen eyes, and her face full of tears.

"Alas, she has no blood relationship with us after all, she has raised her body for more than 20 years, but in this family, but she can't support her heart after all, she must feel that this home is not warm enough to leave, and go to find a warmer place"

Chen Weiwei's father sighed weakly, sat on the bed in Chen Weiwei's boudoir, and said disappointedly.

"No, uncle, it's not what you think, Chen Weiwei she loves you very much, although she is your adopted daughter, but there is an old Chinese saying, life is created in an instant, but feelings are not born, but raised, raising love is far better than giving birth to relatives, people know warmth and feelings, you have been raising for more than 20 years with hard work, Chen Weiwei She is clear, she is the same as us, people's hearts are also long, and they also know joys, sorrows, and sorrows."

Zixi was infected by this piece of emotion, she had no way at this time, put her emotions out of the matter, and there was no way to face it, such a pair of heartbroken parents, and still maintain the identity of a bystander.

She seemed to be using a colored brush to tap it between a puddle of clear water, and that kind of emotion fell with the tip of the pen and spread rapidly in the water, rendering it soaked in Zixi, the original calm and pure emotion.

The luxuriously decorated bedroom, all the embellishments, can not be warm at this time, this emotion that is gradually frozen by sadness, Zixi can't say any elegant words, just sitting next to Chen Weiwei's father, and has been comforting this disappointed, tearful father, no matter how fierce he was before, how majestic he was, at this time only his heart was as cold as ice.

Chen Weiwei's mother, who was standing at the door, was more like a tigress who had not been anesthetized, but had her tiger teeth pulled out alive, screaming in pain, crying like a stray cat that couldn't find a mate in the spring.

When Zixi was comforting Chen Weiwei's parents, she swept around the room with her afterglow.

She stood up, walked to the table, and picked up the exclusive custom V-shaped diamond ring, the diamond ring she knew was specially customized for her when Yan Qing proposed to the pregnant Chen Weiwei, holding this diamond ring, she also thought of it, and the one she threw away before, it was still very similar, the one that was thrown away by herself was also customized for herself when Yan Qing proposed, thinking of this, she pinched the diamond ring with her fingers, grabbed it back and forth and put it back on the table, as for more things about this diamond ring, She didn't know, but before Chen Weiwei left, she told her a few words.

"Uncle and aunt, if Chen Weiwei really chooses to leave forever, or to end her young life cruelly, this ring that is very important to her will not stay here, I still know her, if she never comes back, she will not leave any memories at all, no matter whether those past memories are good or bad for her, they will not be left, as long as the memories are still here, it means that she will still come back"

In order to comfort Chen Weiwei's parents, Zixi can only say such uncertain words, she is only 80% confident, holding this diamond ring can be sure that Chen Weiwei did not look for a short-term view, so it is okay to say this, so that Chen Weiwei's parents, who were immersed in sadness, fell to the ground with a stone hanging in their hearts.

"Chen Weiwei must feel that there are too many things that have happened to her, and she can't uninstall them so easily for a while, she can only change the space environment and live for a while, so don't worry too much, when you call her, maybe she is on the plane, or she doesn't hear it in a crowded place, maybe she picked up the phone, she doesn't know what to say, or maybe, in short, don't worry too much, she's really fine, believe me"

Zixi squeezed out a few cold smiles from her solemn cheeks, pretending to be strong with a smile to comfort Chen Weiwei's parents.

Chen Weiwei's mother suddenly thought that she only cared about crying with Chen Weiwei's father, and used those tears that didn't have any effect at all to express her sadness in her mouth, but she forgot to pour tea and water for Chen Weiwei and Min Hao.

Chen Weiwei's mother cleaned up briefly, and the messed up room invited Chen Weiwei's father, Zixi, and Min Hao to the living room to sit down.

"Drink some tea, you must have not eaten when you came here so early in the morning, right? There are some snacks here, you and Minhao will cushion your stomach first, I'll cook for you, and stay here to eat at noon, your uncle and I are now dependent on each other, and you will be more lively."

Chen Weiwei's mother brought out tea and snacks, and even took out her favorite pistachios without reservation, and greeted Zixi and Minhao.

Zixi looked at these warmths, and suddenly thought that if she could, recognize a godfather like Chen Weiwei's father, and a godmother like Chen Weiwei's mother, wouldn't she have no worries about food and clothing in the future, at least she would maintain a state of fine clothes and food until Chen Weiwei appeared next time, but as soon as this idea germinated, she was awakened by a crackling sound of tapping her conscience, she heard an invisible voice, and whispered in her ear, "You can't take advantage of the void like this, this is simply immoral, you can't do this, Otherwise, how can you sleep at night, you will have nightmares with your eyes open during the day"

"No, Auntie, don't be busy with you and uncle, we have to go back and prepare, we have to go in two days"

The three words "honeymoon" stopped abruptly at Zixi's throat when she was about to say it, she knew that she couldn't say it, in that case, it was tantamount to her own hands, tearing off the scars on the hearts of Chen Weiwei's parents, alive and bloody.

"Uh...... Let's go to Minho's house, there are some relatives on his family's side, we have to go and visit, so we have to prepare something."

Zixi became a little unnatural, sat on the sofa and looked at Chen Weiwei's parents and said.

When she said this, she looked at Min Ho beside her and saw the look of support and encouragement in Min Ho's eyes.

Chen Weiwei held the cup, drank a few sips of tea, counted the time and finally slipped by for a few minutes, Chen Weiwei touched Min Hao who was sitting next to her with her arm, the two made eye contact, and stood up in unison.

"Uncle and aunt, we really don't have time, otherwise we can sit for a while and accompany you, but now"

"It's okay, if you have something to do, you can get busy first, and don't waste time here to delay your business"

Without waiting for Zixi to apologize and finish speaking, Chen Weiwei's parents stood up and said very understandingly.

"Zixi, you come with me"

Seeing that Zixi was leaving, Chen Weiwei's father seemed to hold back in his heart for a long time before he said this.

Zixi followed Chen Weiwei's father to Chen Weiwei's boudoir.

"This diamond ring is not uncommon for us, please also ask you to do it for you and transfer it to Yan Qing, we don't want to see him appear again in this life, and please help return the original"

Chen Weiwei's father handed over the diamond ring to Zixi with a hateful gaze, of course, such a hateful gaze was holding the ring as if he saw it, Yan Qing's face was just aimed at Zixi, but that gaze made Zixi think of what is called the deep hatred of the sea of blood.

When a person's hatred for another person is transformed from a turbulent outburst into a silent coldness, and the hatred is turned into an endless silence and written in two words that are difficult to read calm, that hatred is already deep and cannot be dissipated.

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