Dinner was very early, I ate it at four o'clock, and the dishes were absolutely sumptuous, but unfortunately there was only Tang Jingcheng at the table.

Ah Xi's meals are made separately, the vegetables must be spoiled in a food processor, and the soup is also cooled before he can eat.

Two servants led him to the table. He has a specially made "baby chair", which can automatically adjust the height, he is surrounded by the chair, one left and one right two servants serve him to eat, one feeds, one coaxes to drink soup, but because cerebral palsy has difficulty swallowing, the food pushed forward is often pushed out by his tongue unconsciously, so after a meal, his clothes and mouth are all stained with vegetable puree and soup stains.

It's ugly to eat, and it's a weird cry while eating.

Tang Jingcheng was also extremely uncomfortable watching from the side, and naturally he couldn't eat that meal well, so he hastily took two bites and let the maid withdraw.

As soon as the dishes and chopsticks were put away, the house became more deserted, and several local servants and nurses packed up and went home. Ning Bo had something to go out again, and there were only Tang Jingcheng, Ah Xi, and a servant who stayed to take care of Ah Xi in the huge villa.

Tang Jingcheng had already turned around ninety-nine eighty-one times in his bedroom, and occasionally heard the sound of Ah Xiyi coming from downstairs.

The bouquet of red roses at the head of the bed was still delicate, but she was so irritable that she almost wanted to die, and she sweated profusely for a while, and she still didn't survive when she turned to the eighty-second lap. Tang Jingcheng walked over and pulled out the rose branch from the vase, the flower stem was fiercely cut off by her, and the petals were torn off by her piece by piece, crushed, and crushed to the floor with her foot.

In the blink of an eye, a good bouquet of roses was completely destroyed by her. The ground is overflowing with pulp. The air was filled with the fragrance of roses, she really couldn't stand the smell, ran to the bathroom and began to wash her hands, but her hands were wiped red by her, and her fingertips seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of roses.

When I stood up, my body was very weak. With his left hand propped up on the pool countertop, a terrible face appeared in the mirror, his complexion withered and lifeless, his hair piled up unkemptly on his head. Sub-acrobatics.

She hadn't washed her hair properly since the injury, even if the nurse washed her, she couldn't accept that she was stripped naked and pressed in the bathtub.

Tang Jingcheng looked at the hideous face in the mirror, smelling the fragrance of roses in the room, the feeling was so terrible, as if there was a ghost following, she couldn't get rid of it, she couldn't run away, she couldn't get rid of it.

This damn Chinese New Year's Eve, the damn cage, the damn thoughts and grief that she can't throw away.

Tang Jingcheng wiped the water on his hands and ran back to the bedroom, swallowed a piece of Laura Xi Mix, changed his clothes, and took some money and went downstairs.

At least give her a cigarette to smoke, or a bottle of wine, she can't let herself die here for a long night.

When Tang Jingcheng walked to the front hall, he saw that Ah Xi was also there, and the servant who stayed to take care of him didn't know where to run, and the little guy was lying on the armrest of a Taishi chair alone and looking out.

What are you looking at?

Tang Jingcheng also followed his line of sight, the chair happened to be facing the gate, the villa was in the suburbs and was not blocked, and the advantage of a wide line of sight was that he could see the fireworks far away.

A small beam of light rose into the sky and exploded into a brilliant wreath, then it dimmed again, and it was repeated.

Every time the bright light bloomed in Ah Xi's eyes, he would giggle, his mouth was slightly open, and saliva dripped onto his chin, and Tang Jingcheng suddenly felt that he couldn't leave him here alone.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, she is alone, he is also a person, and he should always be a companion.

"Ahi?" Tang Jingcheng walked over, his body covering the light in front of him.

Ah Xi was a little unhappy, muttering and wanting to slide off the Taishi chair, looking as if he was afraid of Tang Jingcheng.

Tang Jingcheng used his only patience and first wiped the saliva on his chin with his sleeve.

"Would you like to take a closer look?" She pointed to where the fireworks had gone off.

Ah Xi probably understood what she meant, and was stunned for a while before nodding stupidly.

Tang was proud and helped him get out of the chair.

"Then Aunt Tang will take you outside to see, okay?"

“……”

Guan Luo accompanied Lou Qingxiao to drink most of the bottle of red wine when he had dinner, and he was slightly drunk.

Lou Qingxiao came out of the shower and saw him sitting alone on the edge of the bed smoking, holding his mobile phone in his hand, his fingers sliding around on it, and the blue light of the screen made his face even more cold.

"Brother Jiu, it's windy outside."

"What?" Guan was stunned slightly, as if his deep thoughts had been disturbed, and he looked up at the window, and the wind began to blow outside, and the curtains were crackling.

"Is it going to rain?" Lou Qingxiao rolled over in a wheelchair.

Guan let out a slight "um" and walked over to close the window, when Nymber's phone came in.

"Ninth Young Master, Miss Tang and Little Young Master are gone..."

Guan slightly puffed out his cigarette and began to put on his coat.

"You're still out so late?"

"Ah Xi ran out." He replied briefly, without mentioning Tang Jingcheng, but Lou Qingxiao clearly heard the words "Miss Tang" on Ning Bo's phone just now, and she wanted to ask something more, but Guan Luo had already rushed downstairs.

A flash of lightning struck outside the window, and Lou Qingxiao sat in a wheelchair and trembled unconsciously.

Thunder in the middle of winter, which is not a good phenomenon.

Guan Luo drove all the way to the old house, and it was already raining heavily on the road, so he called Tang Jingcheng several times, but no one answered.

The only servant left in the house was a foreigner, a young girl in her early twenties, who had been reprimanded by Ning Bo after the incident, and was standing in the corner of the living room sobbing at this time.

Guan Luo came in angrily, despite the fact that his coat was already half-wet from the rain.

"What's going on?" He asked the servant first.

The maid was already so frightened that his legs trembled, and he was stunned for a long time before swallowing his cry and replied: "I... I took the young master to dinner... I was playing in the front hall, but I received a call from my hometown on the way... At that time, the little master was some... It's a little noisy, I can't hear it clearly when I answer the phone... Only...... I went to the next room to pick up... When I came out after answering the phone, I found that the little master... It's gone......"

The process is obvious, Ah Xi disappeared while the little maid answered the phone.

"How long did you answer that call?" Guan asked slightly.

Where does the little maid dare to answer, the call is from the old man, the little two on Chinese New Year's Eve, you and me, you and me, will definitely not be able to finish talking for a while.

Ning Bo coughed lightly: "Ninth Young Master, let's talk about it, I am also responsible for this matter." I had dinner at four o'clock in the house, and after dinner, Miss Tang went upstairs, and never came down, I left the house at about five o'clock to burn paper on the old man's grave, and it was almost eight o'clock when I came back, and she was about six o'clock to answer the phone from her hometown. ”

Guan glanced at his watch, and it was close to ten o'clock at this time, which means that Tang Jingcheng had been walking with Ah Xi for nearly four hours.

"Have you watched all the surveillance footage?"

"Look, Miss Tang did go out with the little master, and she went through the back door."

The reason for going through the back door is obvious, Guan Luo sent a group of people to guard the door of the old mansion, the defense at the back door is relatively weak, and there are one or two squatting points, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, it is estimated that the people in the squatting point are also lazy.

Tang Jingcheng should have taken the opportunity to take advantage of the loophole.

Guan Luo sat on the sofa and gathered his fingers, there were many small water droplets on the broken hair on his forehead, his black eyes were cold, and his face was expressionless.

The little servant had stopped crying, and there was silence in the drawing-room, and outside the window it was pouring rain, intermingled with a few thunders, and Nimber could feel that the storm was coming.

"Ninth Young Master, as soon as I got home and found that the little young master was missing, I immediately sent someone to look for it, I think it should be fine, after all, Miss Tang took him with her."

"She's messing around!"

Guan Luo's voice suddenly raised, and the little maid who stopped crying on the side began to sobb in fright.

Guan Luo pulled out his mobile phone and called Tang Jingcheng again, this time it was worse, the other party turned off the phone directly.

"I'll go out and find it!" He got up and rushed straight into the rain, and Nimber immediately chased after him with an umbrella.

"Ninth Young Master, you..."

"Tang Jingcheng!"

As soon as Ning Bo arrived outside the door, he heard Guan Xiao roar, and then saw him running down the ginkgo path.

Ning Bo chased after him for a while with an umbrella, he was old, it was raining heavily, and he squinted for a while before he saw that there seemed to be a figure about a few hundred meters away......

Guan Luo stepped on a wet ginkgo biloba leaf and ran over.

Tang Jingcheng's heart was about to explode when she saw him rushing over, thank God, she hugged Ah Xi, who was already asleep, with one hand and hugged all the way, and if she didn't come again, she felt that her left hand was going to be useless.

"Guan Luo..."Tang Jingcheng shouted at him, his prostration steps quickened, and his voice was full of excitement.

But Guan Luo ran over and hugged Ah Xi first.

"Tang Jingcheng, you are going to make a fuss about yourself, why do you want to take the child?" The questioning voice came to cover his face, and Tang Jingcheng stood in the rain and was a little stunned.

Ning Bo had already chased after him with an umbrella, and when he saw the child and Tang Jingcheng in Guan Luo's arms, he said with a little relief: "Little master, Miss Tang... It's good to be back, it's good to be back. ”

"Good what?" Guan Luo yelled, and Ning Bo saw that he was really annoyed and stopped talking.

"Bring Ah Xi back first!" He handed the child in his arms to Ning Bo, who wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh and leave with an umbrella and Ah Xi.

Only Guan Luo and Tang Jingcheng were left on the ginkgo road, and the pouring rain was still pouring down, and the bangs in front of Guan Luo's forehead were all wet by the rain, and they hung on the eyebrows, covering a little of the eyes, but they couldn't cover the cold in the black eyes.

Tang Jingcheng stood half a meter away from him, his body was chilling, and he wanted to explain.

"I'm just going out..."

"Get out!"

"What did you say?"

"I said let you go, no one will care about your life or death from now on, you can go wherever you like, and you can make trouble as much as you like!"

It was the first time Guan Luo yelled at her so hoarsely, and Tang Jingcheng's gaze was still in the rain curtain for a few seconds, but it was only a few seconds, and the corners of her lips hooked.

"Good!"

Turn around and leave, it's very simple.

Guan Luo stood in place for a few minutes, watching Tang Jingcheng's back go farther and farther on the golden paved path, the red dress was charming, the leaves and rain were still falling, and finally her back had merged with the big red lantern at the end.

Exercise!

Guan scolded slightly, turned around and went back to the house.