Chapter 462: Leaving Home to Find Her

Steward Yang's heart was tightly pinched all of a sudden!

When Mrs. was here, she was reluctant to even move the little boy's fingers, and she coaxed softly every day, how could it be like now.

Now this meeting is not like a meeting between mother and son at all, but like an enemy meeting.

"Little boy!" Steward Yang hurriedly walked towards Zhuang Xiaogongzi and wanted to help him up.

Zhuang Ting had already stood up by himself, thinking about the days when Sydney was there, and then looking back at the present, the strong contrast made his heart extremely sour, and soon, his eyes were foggy.

Without waiting for Steward Yang to make a move, he had already turned around and quickly ran into the villa and went straight to the room on the second floor.

Zhuang Ting sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hand and rubbed it hard against his eyes, even if it hurt.

With a casual glance, he caught a glimpse of the red family clothes he had specially hung on the closet door, and in the middle of the clothes was written in English the words of his brother.

That's what Sydney bought.

Family clothes for a family of four.

Thinking back to the previous days when the family was together, Zhuang Ting couldn't sit still anymore and stood up!

He misses Sydney, he misses Xiaobao, and he's going to find them!

Even if you leave here forever!

Just do it, Zhuang Ting immediately pulled out the suitcase from under the bed, but after thinking about it, if he swaggered away, he would definitely be stopped, not to mention that there was a witch downstairs.

So I pushed the suitcase back and picked up a backpack instead.

Zhuang Ting looked at the size, yes.

Then he stuffed two pieces of clothes into it, and then went to Johnson's insurance, and after priing it open with ease, he took a stack of red Grandpa Mao and put it in his backpack, feeling that everything was ready, Zhuang Ting glanced at the window.

The height of the second floor was fine, so I put my hand on the window and jumped on the windowsill.

Zhuang Ting raised his injured right wrist to look at it, only to find that his wrist was not only red, but also swollen, and it seemed that he had been injured just now.

Zhuang Ting didn't care about it, it was important to find Sydney now, so he jumped down neatly from the window, rolled forward two and a half times in a row, and landed smoothly.

Because he is well versed in the operation of the manor's cameras, he deliberately left a hand in the design of the protection system, as long as he goes out in a specific way, he can perfectly avoid all the cameras.

So Zhuang Ting kept walking against the wall, and at the same time his eyes kept looking at the cameras everywhere, and when he saw the opportunity, he rolled over to the opposite side, and in this way, he slowly walked out of the manor.

Zhuang Ting knew that Yongsheng Film and Television had opened a room for Sydney in Longting's apartment, but he knew Sydney's character very well, if she really wanted to leave, she would not worry about any benefits, and it was completely different from Si Chen, so after Zhuang Ting walked out, he planned to go straight to the rental house where Sydney used to live.

Zhuang Ting stood on the side of the road to stop the car, and soon, a taxi stopped in front of him.

He opened the door, got into the car, and showed the driver the address.

The driver saw a little boy getting into the car by himself in this barren suburb, looked back and forth, left and right, and was uncertain: "Little friend, are you alone?" ”

Zhuang Ting nodded.

"No, no, you get out of the car, I don't dare to pull without my parents." The driver's door was locked, signaling him to get out of the car.

Zhuang Ting was unwilling, he thought about it, so he unzipped his backpack and took out a few Grandpa Mao from it and put them in the center console, indicating that he had money.

The driver had already seen through the unopened zipper that the backpack was full of red RMB, so he pretended: "It's okay to take you, but ......"

The driver's voice stopped abruptly.

I saw that the little boy directly put a large pile of RMB on the center console, at least four or five thousand yuan.

The driver was overjoyed: "Cheng, go immediately!" ”

An hour and a half later, Zhuang Ting came to the downstairs of Sydney's rental house.

He had come with Johnson a long time ago, but luckily he remembered a few floors and doors, so he walked slowly up the stairs.

When he walked to the house, Zhuang Ting raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but suddenly lowered his head to check his appearance, pulled his clothes, and then knocked on the door.

Giggles.

Standard three knocks.

After a few seconds, no one answered.

Zhuang Ting continued to knock three more times.

Still no one is open.

Maybe Sydney isn't at home.

Zhuang Ting thought about it and decided to stand where he was and wait.

I waited for hours, and the day turned dark and dark.

Yang Zhimin took the camera home and returned all day in vain.

Since he stabbed Wu Xinyu's death may be related to Si Chen, Si Chen's fans have been like crazy, preventing him is like anti-virus, it is difficult to get close, and he said otherwise.

Yang Zhimin went upstairs, and when he saw a little boy sitting at his door, his head crooked as if he was about to fall asleep, he was suspicious.

Where did this kid come from?

Seriously, it's strange to see a child sitting alone at the door at night.

Yang Zhimin quickened his pace and walked over: "Little friend, little friend, are you lost?" ”

Zhuang Ting was shaken awake and dazed.

He didn't sleep well after Sydney left, very strange, he couldn't sleep comfortably on the soft pillow of the high bed, but he didn't expect to sit on the cold floor here, leaning against a door, because he knew that this was Sydney's home, so he slept very comfortably.

Zhuang Ting stood up, he shook his head, and then pointed to the door, signaling that he was here to find someone.

Yang Zhimin saw him pointing fingers, and his heart hurt even more: "You can't speak? ”

Zhuang Ting looked at him and blinked, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Yang Zhimin didn't ask any more, and immediately opened the door and invited the little boy in.

The temperature was strangely low at night, and I don't know how long he had been sitting here, but he must have been a few hours, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen asleep. A lonely little boy who can't speak, hey, which parent is so careless.

Zhuang Ting saw that this man could directly open Sydney's door, and frowned, could it be that Sydney has a new love?

Sydney doesn't want him anymore.

This thought resurfaced in his heart, Zhuang Ting was inexplicably depressed, and followed the man into the house without his soul.

Yang Zhimin turned on the light: "You can stay here tonight, and I will take you to the police station early tomorrow morning." By the way, this house was borrowed from me by someone else, so don't move around, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to others. ”

It turned out to be borrowed from someone else!

Zhuang Ting was happy from the bottom of his heart!

It's just that Sydney isn't here, where has it gone?

Zhuang Ting immediately took out his mobile phone to type and asked the man a question.

Yang Zhimin saw that the little boy was originally looking for Sydney, and suddenly seemed to have found a bosom friend: "You are also here to find Sydney?" Coincidentally, she has an event tomorrow that I'm going to shoot, take you there? ”

When Zhuang Ting heard this, the corners of his lips couldn't contain a smile, he nodded and agreed.

He can't call Sydney for the time being, and if Sydney's personality knew that he came out to look for her, he would definitely call him home or deliberately avoid it, so he could only appear directly in front of her, hugging her tightly, and signaling that he didn't want to leave her again.