Li Qingchen was lying on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, and he always felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he couldn't figure out the specific reason. After a while, he couldn't stand it anymore, reached out and grabbed the quilt covering his face and threw it aside, and sat up from the bed with an uncomfortable face.

Li Qingchen really doesn't know what's wrong with him, his current state is like holding back word by word when writing a novel, and he almost rolls on the ground (I am in this state now).

Just as Li Qingchen was sitting on the bed and contemplating, a gurgling sound suddenly sounded. Li Qingchen couldn't help but touch his stomach, only to feel that the emptiness of his stomach made him a little nauseous.

That's right, that gurgling sound came from Li Qingchen's stomach. He had been in prison all night last night, and he hadn't eaten a single thing until now. After all, what happened so suddenly, he had long forgotten about eating behind the second door, and at this time he relaxed at home, and all the discomfort in his body broke out in one fell swoop.

Li Qingchen got out of bed and walked out of his room alone, wanting to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. When he went downstairs, he found that his uncle had not returned, which made him feel a little strange. With Li Binghe's meticulous character, he will never miss the time to cook for Li Qingchen, whether Li Qingchen eats or not, maybe in Li Binghe's heart, this is the so-called care.

However, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and it stands to reason that my uncle should have come back a long time ago, but why is it different from usual! Li Qingchen thought to himself.

Li Qingchen could only think about it casually, the extreme hunger in his stomach made him feel super uncomfortable, since that fight with Hua Zifei, he had become a lot of food, as if his stomach would never be filled.

Li Qingchen walked quickly to the refrigerator, and after opening the refrigerator door, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. Although the fridge was full of food, except for a bag of sliced bread with two or three pieces left, the rest were green vegetables. He suddenly felt a special bitterness in his heart.

Thinking that he still hadn't gotten rid of the word waste wood, without his uncle's care, he couldn't even eat a hot meal, he couldn't help sighing, and then grabbed a piece of bread in the refrigerator and closed the door of the refrigerator reluctantly, he had never missed Li Binghe so much.

When Li Qingchen returned home from Cangtian's headquarters today, Lan Ling did not come back with him, saying that there had been some unexpected incidents and he had to deal with them in a hurry.

Originally, Lan Ling wanted to invite Li Qingchen to go with him, but Li Qingchen refused, the reason was very simple, he didn't want to be immersed in strange events every day, and he also wanted to make his life normal. He had just finished visiting the prison, and he was almost arrested by Aries, and now he was asked to check on any emergencies, Li Qingchen was a hundred unwilling in his heart.

Lan Ling is also considerate of him, anyway, the Aries people have left, and the current Li Qingchen should not encounter any danger, and he also has a powerful and perverted uncle, so he should not let Li Qingchen have a little trouble, so Lan Ling casually sent a commissioner in the sky to send Li Qingchen home, and then answered a phone call and left in a hurry.

Li Qingchen knows that there are not many days to be so leisurely at home, because he has already had a falling out with their homeroom teacher Chen Gang, so he doesn't even have to go to class now, and it is the end of May, and the college entrance examination is about to be, and the school is in a tense atmosphere.

He tasted the bread in his mouth as he walked towards the sofa in the living room, he couldn't sleep right now anyway, if there was anything else to do, he might as well watch TV to pass the time.

Li Qingchen flicked his feet, and the two slippers flew directly to the floor in the distance, and then he planted directly on the sofa and began to look for the remote control of the TV.

The remote control was on the coffee table in front of him, and he could reach it as soon as he stretched out his hand, but just as Li Qingchen reached out to take it, another thing on the coffee table attracted his attention.

I saw a kraft-colored envelope lying neatly on the coffee table, and it also said "To Qingchen". Li Qingchen felt strange in his heart, who still wrote the letter in 9102, and what was even more strange was that this letter was still written to himself, who left it? Could it be that it was the old antique of his uncle?

Li Qingchen was puzzled, and then hurriedly stuffed all the remaining half-eaten bread into his mouth, rubbed his hands on his shorts a few times, and hurriedly picked up the letter on the coffee table and opened it.

In the envelope, there were not too many stamps, only a thin page of letter paper was neatly folded three times, and before it was opened, it could be seen that there were not too many words written on it.

Li Qingchen opened the letter addressed to him with doubts and began to read it seriously.

I saw that the letter read:

Qingchen, I have encountered some very troublesome things that I have to deal with now, this matter is full of uncertainties, so if I don't come back, you don't have to be too sad. In the future, you will live without me, I hope you can take good care of yourself. I have already agreed with the girl of the Lan family to agree that you will join the sky, I hope you can become better somewhere. Take care.

Li Qingchen finished reading the message that the letter wanted to convey to him in a few seconds, Li Qingchen's mouth that was chewing bread stopped moving instantly, and after reading the letter, he didn't know how to describe his feelings at this time.

This letter was indeed written by Li Binghe to him, but no matter how you look at it, this is a parting letter, Li Qingchen turned the letter over and read it several times, except for the words he had read, there was no other information.

"What do you mean you won't come back, what do you mean I want to take care of myself. Li Qingchen said to himself with empty eyes. Then he was shocked in his heart, and seemed to understand what Li Binghe meant, Li Binghe wanted to tell him that I was leaving, and maybe forever.

Li Qingchen sat up from the sofa with a bare foot, ran out of the door barefoot like a madman, and ran wildly on the street, he looked left and right while running, as if looking for something, his heart was really panicked, he didn't think that his uncle would leave him one day, he didn't think that even the last relative in this world would ignore him from now on.

"Uncle, where are you, uncle, don't go, don't leave me alone, uncle, come out! Explain to me what is going on. Li Qingchen ran on the street, shouting as if he had lost his mind, but although his voice was loud, there was no familiar figure in his heart in front of him, and passers-by looked at this crazy boy strangely, not knowing what happened to him.

Li Qingchen is like a child abandoned by his mother, the despair and fear in his heart have reached the extreme, his bare feet have already been cut by sharp stones on the road, but he does not feel any pain, this is not worth mentioning compared to the pain in his heart.

Li Qingchen ran for a long time, and finally got exhausted and fell on the road. But he still wanted to stand up persistently, as if he continued to look for it, and he could chase back the uncle who had left. However, this is simply impossible, Li Binghe really left.

Li Qingchen curled up on the road, tears had already flowed all over his face, his face was painful, his eyes were wide open, looking at the vehicles on the road. The leaves are falling from the sky one by one, and the sunset in the distance is slowly falling, hanging the whole world with a dark yellow veil, making this evening look particularly bleak.

Each of us is like this, when the people around us are still there, we never know how to cherish them, but when they disappear, we understand how important the dispensable person is to us.