Lin Han roughly told Wenhao about Xinyi's situation.

Wenhao was immediately furious when he heard this, and he didn't care who he was, so he scolded loudly and lowly.

"What the fucking hell, Li Xuan, this damn old thing, he wants my life! I've really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, how did I meet him. ”

Lin Han also felt aggrieved for the writer, and he immediately appeased the writer.

"Brother-in-law, forget it! Take care of your body, whoever let us offend people, he is like a dog skin plaster, as long as it is glued, it can't be shaken off. ”

Wenhao was so angry that he was panting, in the face of Li Xuan's entanglement, he was really powerless, his heart was already wounded, and he was mentally tortured and exhausted.

"What should I do? Xinyi, tell me quickly, it's all my fault for what I can do to save you...... It's all my fault...... I really want to die, then it will be a hundred, but I can't bear you, I can't bear my son! ”

Wenhao muttered as he grabbed his hair hard and cried out loud.

The boy didn't flick when he had tears, but before he reached the sad place, the writer had been forced into desperation by Li Xuan.

Lin Han gently picked up the writer who was half-squatting on the ground, and then patted him on the back, "Brother-in-law, don't be sad, it's not a big deal, isn't it just a temporary separation?" We have to be strong, and we must not be intimidated by the old fox of Li Death. ”

During this time, the writer's heart was extremely depressed, and he had been pretending to be strong and holding back the sadness in his heart.

After venting this pain, his heart instantly refreshed a lot, and he was no longer as depressed as he was some time ago.

The writer slowly stood up, staggered to help Lin Han, didn't say a word, and left Lin Han's house like this.

Lin Han watched the back of the writer leaving, and the tears blurred his eyes when he turned around, he felt sorry for the writer, and missed Xinyi even more.

The writer didn't eat a bite of food when he returned home, he fell asleep with a big blanket on his head, and after a while, he heard bursts of shouting.

"Xinyi...... Xinyi ...... Xinyi ...... "The writer woke up in a dream again.

Many times, the writer always woke up from his dreams screaming like this.

Wenhao was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat, and he sat on the bed stupidly.

Then he touched the quilt next to him with his hand, and found that there was no Xinyi's figure, and in the haze, tears once again wet his clothes......

"Xinyi, where are you! Why leave me alone? How can I live without you, no matter where you are, please take me with you, in this world, you are the only one in my heart forever. ”

Wenhao bit his shirt with the corner of his mouth, screaming in pain, the pain of losing his voice and tearing his lungs spread to every corner, and the bits and pieces of love in the past reached his heart through his blood......

It was another night that was awakened by a dream, even Lin Han didn't know Xinyi's whereabouts, Xinyi must have been more than lucky this time.

The writer spent the night in sleeplessness, he came up with countless assumptions in his heart, and at this time there was an invisible motivation that drove him to wait endlessly like this.

The writer lit a cigarette, and in the cloud-shrouded room, he was left with a cold heart, and a desire suddenly flashed in his mind.

The only way to save Xinyi is for Wenhao to find Li Yu for a showdown, which is the most effective way.

Wenhao quietly opened Junpeng's door, then kissed him softly on his sleeping face and said with tears in his eyes.

"Son, dad is sorry for you, these years, dad is only busy with his own career, not a qualified father at all, let alone a qualified husband, my mother has suffered with me all these years, I originally wanted to give her a happy family, but now, because of my greed for desire, I buried the happiness of the family with my own hands, and it was Dad who made sacrifices at the right time for my mother to be by your side."

Wenhao looked at Junpeng's sleeping red face, with infinite remorse in his heart, he knew that once he went to find Li Xuan, he would be self-defeating.

Li Shu kidnapped Xinyi in order to persecute the writer and make his career lose halfway, and then Li Shu is the leader of this industry, and he can dominate the world.

Wenhao thought about it all night, and at this time his desire was decided, and he also left a note for Junpeng.

"Son, Dad went to find Mom, Mom will soon return to you, in this life, your mother will always be my favorite woman, being able to marry your mother is the greatest happiness of Dad in this life, forgive Dad for not being able to give you a complete family, now, you are already a young man, you have to take good care of Mom in the future, Dad is gone, I don't know when we will be able to meet, tomorrow you go to Uncle Lin Han, so as to welcome Mom's safe return."

Wenhao packed up his things and looked inside the house, there seemed to be nothing to be nostalgic about, and before dawn, he took a taxi to Li Shu's house.

It's more than eight o'clock in the morning, and in the past, Wenhao got up early, although he didn't cook, he would buy a bunch of things and enjoy them with Junpeng.

Junpeng yawned, stretched, and then pushed open the door of Wenhao's house, "Dad, Dad, it's time to get up, what's going on today!" Sleep like a pig. ”

Junpeng shouted several times, but he didn't hear Wenhao's voice, he opened the quilt and saw that Wenhao was not in bed at all.

At this moment, Jun Peng was a little flustered, his heart began to pound, and he also had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Junpeng turned around and pushed open the door of his house, and saw an A4-sized letter on the desk, on which was the parting message written by the writer.

Junpeng took the piece of paper and filtered it several times, and then he muttered vigorously, "What does this mean!" Why does Mom have to leave when Mom comes back, and what does that mean?"

Then, Junpeng shouted at his father countless times around, but no matter how he shouted, he was alone in the room.

At this time, Junpeng faced the cold room and began to cry loudly, "Mom is not here, but Dad is gone, what's the point of leaving me alone!" ”

Junpeng cried for a while, he shook his head, let's call Uncle Lin Han!

Junpeng looked through the phone number book, and then dialed Lin Han's number.

Before Lin Han could speak, he heard Junpeng crying on the other end of the phone.

"Uncle Lin Han, Dad is gone, Dad is gone, I don't know what to do?"

Junpeng is still a child and has not yet entered the society, so he has too little experience, and he is at a loss when he encounters things.

Lin Han was on the other end of the phone, and he was also confused, he comforted Junpeng and said, "Don't cry, child, you wait at home, and your uncle will come soon." ”

After Junpeng put down the phone, he sat on the sofa and waited for Lin Han's arrival.

Lin Han immediately crawled out of the quilt, and he didn't care about washing, and came to Junpeng's house as quickly as an arrow off the string.

About fifteen minutes later, Junpeng heard a knock on the door.

Junpeng quickly opened the door, and then threw himself into Lin Han's arms, at this time, Junpeng could be regarded as meeting his relatives, he hugged Lin Han and began to cry.

"Uncle, where the hell has Dad gone!"

Lin Han picked up the paper in Junpeng's hand, he read it word by word, and then comforted Junpeng in a calm mood.

"Good boy, don't cry, your father is saving your mother, only if he comes forward, your mother will return to you safe and sound."

Junpeng still didn't understand, "Why can't they come back together?"

Lin Han didn't explain too much, it's not good for children to know too much, "There are some things, you will understand when you grow up, Dad, Mom loves you the most in the world, and your father is a gentleman." ”

Lin Han looked at the note left by the writer, he secretly admired the writer in his heart, no matter what the final outcome of the matter can be, it takes a lot of courage for the writer to make this step.

Being able to stand up at a critical moment is really a gentleman, Xinyi has never married the wrong person in her life, and the writer can sacrifice everything, even his own life, for Xinyi.

In fact, Lin Han is also looking forward to this day, after all, Xinyi is innocent, she didn't know anything, she was inexplicably made a scapegoat, and she was indeed a little wronged.

Many times, the writer mentioned how to rescue Xinyi, Lin Han hoped that the writer could come forward to solve it in person, and the bell must be tied to the bell, and only the writer can rescue Xinyi.

All this happened smoothly in this way, it was originally the right and wrong provoked by the writer, of course, he had to come forward to solve it, although this way was miserable, but it was better than the suffering of the wronged.

Junpeng saw that Uncle Lin Han was not in a hurry at all, and immediately asked, "Uncle, when will my mother come back, I miss my mother." ”

Junpeng is also very looking forward to Xinyi being able to return to him, because after all, Xinyi has been taking care of his growth over the years, and the writer's father's love has long been completely replaced by Xinyi's maternal love.

Although Lin Han is also very nostalgic for the writer in his heart, but the matter has come to this point, excessive sadness will not solve any problem at all.

"If your mother does come back, I think I'll call me beforehand."

Lin Han didn't explain the reason too much to Junpeng, he just had a hunch that if Wenhao found Li Yu and the showdown was successful in the end, then Wenhao would definitely call Lin Han to go to a certain place to pick up Xinyi home.

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and the writer had arrived at Li Shu's home.

Wenhao looked around, this place he was once particularly familiar with, at one time, he and Li Shu were like brothers, playing here all day long.

The writer thought for a moment, let's forget about the past!

Then he stepped forward without hesitation and knocked on the door a few times, only to hear Li Xuan's voice.

"Who is it? Knocking on the door so early? Wait a little bit, it'll be here soon. ”