Qi Yuan's hands clenched into fists, "Why did she go?" Why is three days so long. ”

And there is no explanation from parents, how can the teacher approve the leave?

"You don't care about her, there's something."

Liu Kexin didn't have a good impression of Qi Yuan, rolled her eyes and lowered her head to continue to make up for her homework.

The latter stiffened back in his seat, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Bai Tu, and then clicked on a gray avatar.

No response yet.

The last message was from him.

Qi Yuan: Are you free, let's come out to meet, I have something to tell you.

*

Bai Tu took three days off, but he really didn't come for three days, and he didn't reply to his messages or contact him.

I want to go to her house and block her directly, but I am afraid that she will be unhappy.

Afraid that she would question him why he had not proposed a formal relationship for a long time, he cowardly suppressed the idea of going to her, and used the snacks she bought in that drawer to relieve his anxiety.

But all the snacks in his drawer were eaten, mainly by Ren Wen, and the last packet of fruit gummies was now lying in his bag.

It's the kind he fed Bai Tu before, and even the love words in India are exactly the same.

When he returned to Bai's house after school, Qi Yuan couldn't stay in his deserted room at all.

When everyone was asleep, he slipped into the white room and lay down carefully on her bed.

The duvet covers and sheets have long been washed and dried, and they exude the magnolia scent of fabric softener.

He still hoped to smell her from the fresh magnolia fragrance.

A little bit is fine, to ease his thoughts about her.

"Tutu ......"

He muttered to himself.

Why didn't you contact me, were you angry or regretful?

Turning over, Qi Yuan heard a clear sound under the bed, thinking that something had fallen to the ground.

He paused, looking up at the closed door

After making sure that the sound just made was not loud, he got out of bed and bent down to look.

Liu Yue felt that something was wrong with Qi Yuan in the past two days, he lost his soul all day long, he didn't speak, and he didn't eat much.

This had happened before, when she divorced the man.

At that time, she only felt that her son couldn't accept it, and it would be fine after a while.

Unexpectedly, he became more and more gloomy, and he was alone, and even his former good friends no longer interacted.

She was worried that something would happen to her son again, causing psychological damage, so she waited for Bai Jingzhong to fall asleep at night and carefully knocked on his door.

No one responded, and Liu Yue withdrew her hand.

Also, by this point, I've already gone to bed.

I can't see people, I always feel unsteady in my heart, so I gently twist the lock and push the door to probe inside.

The bed was empty, and the quilts were neatly folded.

Liu Yue's face instantly turned pale.

Where did he go?

She suddenly remembered a report she saw a few days ago about a depressed teenager who committed suicide by jumping off a building.

She hurriedly wanted to go downstairs and ask someone to find her, but when she passed by Bai Tu's door, she hesitated.

Suddenly thinking of something, she stopped there and nervously opened the door.

The scene in the room was clear at a glance, and Qi Yuan was squatting on the side of the bed, holding something in his hand, and he couldn't see his expression clearly when he lowered his head.

Liu Yue's hanging heart relaxed, and she walked over and said with some displeasure: "Yuan'er, you don't sleep at night, what are you doing in the white painting room?" ”

When she got closer, she saw a small white bottle in Qi Yuan's hand.

"What ...... do you have in your hand?"

When she saw what it was, all the words she had to say were blocked in her throat, and her eyes widened.

Her beautiful eyes were full of panic and panic.