Jiang Futing and Bai Tang changed into slippers in a regular manner, and walked inside after them.

Chen Yihuan's home layout is very simple, a very ordinary well-off family, the kind that can see through the pattern at a glance, the house is about 90 square meters, two bedrooms and one living room.

Outside the living room, there is a small balcony, and at this moment the balcony is full of clothes, and the full clothes are like a mountain to block all the light, and the whole room is full of indescribable dullness.

This dull silence, as if rotting, permeated every corner of the house.

Jiang Futing brought some fruits and gift boxes of supplements on the way over, he put the things on the coffee table, and greeted politely: "This is for you." ”

"It's so polite to come." Mother Chen looked at the things on the table, and a bitter smile appeared on her face.

Two weeks have passed, and since Chen Yihuan's disappearance, their family has been in full swing, and they were police officers at first, entering and leaving every now and then.

Later, relatives and friends found out about it, and they came to see it every day.

Those people were the same as Jiang Futing now, carrying things in their hands and saying some very superficial polite words.

The couple was already working hard and anxious because of their daughter's affairs, but they still had to separate their broken minds to deal with outsiders.

They are obviously in pain, but they still have to pretend that they have figured it out and say: I know, I will live well.

The daughter who has been raised by himself for more than 20 years suddenly disappeared, and it is as if their whole soul has been torn off, and it is not easy to live a good life.

What exactly do they want to live well?

But they still have to say these words day after day, as long as those people come, they have to repeat it, to keep facing the fact that they lost their daughter, and their already scarred hearts will be stabbed by everyone who comes to visit!

And then they stabbed themselves with their own hands, because they wanted to say in a hypocritical way, the almost unattainable extravagance:

We're fine.

I won't be out of my mind.

Don't worry.

But those people don't feel how cruel they are doing this, they just think that I care about you, and if I don't have a good relationship with you, who will care about you.

It's because I feel sorry for you, so I came to see you.

But beneath the façade of concern lies a rancid and greedy cannibalistic heart.

As soon as most people turn their heads back, they will only go crazy and gossip with other acquaintances, "Oops! The daughter of the old Chen family is missing! Missing at school! I don't know if it was taken by a murderer or a rapist! ”

With more bewildering curiosity, more people will only come.

Who would really care about their suffering? Who would really care about their daughter? And who will pull them out of the abyss with their own hands?

The answer is – no.

They will only continue to fall in the dark, and while the darkness has eroded their energy, they will be consumed by the gossip around them.

Chen's mother instructed Chen's father to put things in a corner of the living room, and then sat down in a trance.

Jiang Futing's gaze

As Father Chen moved over, he happened to see the mountain of skin care products, each exquisite box was piled together like garbage, and the one he brought was no exception.

Jiang Futing couldn't say what it was like in his heart, when Father Chen walked back, his face was indifferent, there was no wind or waves, as if he was doing something very ordinary.

He was somewhat unhappy that the things he brought were disposed of like this, but all those unhappiness were drowned in this dull atmosphere, and he couldn't even splash the slightest wave.

He won't be the first to see them, and he can't be the last.

Jiang Futing's heart twitched inexplicably, and the polite words that had been brewed were swallowed.

Probably not these meaningless things that they want to hear.

"I'm sorry I didn't inform you and bothered you so suddenly." He spoke with some difficulty, and said sincerely: "We are here today, one is to visit you, and one more point."

Jiang Futing spied at the demeanor of the two of them, and there was nothing unusual, before continuing: "We hope to be able to learn about Chen Yihuan's information, including her personal belongings."

At this time, Father Chen, who had not spoken, suddenly stood up, his eyes were red like blood, and his chest rose and fell violently because of anger.

He tried his best to suppress his emotions that were almost out of control, and as soon as he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse: "There's nothing to know, you've also visited, you can go."

Jiang Futing was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "We are entrusted by the police,"

"No need! Let's go! Don't let me chase people out with my own hands! Father Chen didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he stood up and gave the order to evict the guest.

Mother Chen pulled the corner of his clothes a little embarrassed, but Father Chen picked up his temper, and he didn't want to look at them more, so he turned his back directly.

Everyone laughs at their family, and no one takes his daughter's life as a life!

Now even his daughter's classmates are too!

What else can they do here? If you don't think it's lively enough, do you have to go to the school to publicize it?!

Jiang Futing knew that he was responsible for the loss, and he couldn't imagine how Chen Yihuan's parents had spent a difficult minute and a second during this time.

He clenched his fists and stood up suddenly, startling the two people on the side, and the urgent atmosphere was pulled to the extreme at this moment.

Just when the people on the side looked at his tense expression, thinking that he was going to speak amazingly and was about to come out to stop him, Jiang Futing took a deep breath: "I apologize for those who have hurt you, although I know that I am not qualified to represent them."

Father Chen's stiff back suddenly paused.

It was the first time they had heard an apology from them since the accident.

It's not that you have to live well, you have to open something, you still have time to have another one.

No, if you are like this now, how sad it will be for your daughter to know; Or maybe you'll find it!

These words are spoken by different people every day, and they are so tired that they are tired of hearing them, and they are about to vomit.

In the end, all they want is something real.

Jiang Futing stared at his back, and his voice slowly deepened: "We."

The purpose of coming here is indeed not pure, but I hope you will support us. ”

When Father Chen heard this, his face gradually turned hideous, and the emotions that had accumulated to the edge began to be uncontrollable, and he raised his voice suddenly: "Support? Who will support my daughter? ”

Everyone present was shocked by his roar, and their breath stagnated.

Jiang Futing tried hard to eliminate the resentment of the outside world in Chen's father's heart, explaining: "There is no one who does not support your daughter. It's really your daughter's case that is too special, although technology is now very advanced compared to more than ten years ago, but the perpetrator's methods are also improving, and the police's technology is really limited. ”

"I'm not interested in hearing that right now! Hurry up! Father Chen didn't wait for him to finish, he yelled irritably, he raised his arm mercilessly, and pointed his index finger at the door: "Hurry up!" Let's go! You are not welcome in our family at all! ”

When Jiang Futing was about to speak again, he felt that the corner of his clothes was gently tugged by Bai Tang, and the defense on the side of his mouth stopped in moderation.

Even if he didn't have to look back, he could guess what kind of eyes Bai Tang would use to hint at his retreat at this moment.

He would definitely let himself wait for Father Chen to calm down before coming back, but the reality was that there was no time to calm them down.

They can't even be completely sure whether the perpetrator is a human or a ghost, and how can they protect their employers?

Even if no matter how much patience he had, it had already been exhausted by Father Chen's several bad times, he still forced himself to take another deep breath.

Jiang Futing tightened his fists, crushed all the depression and dissatisfaction in his fingertips, and threw them back into his body.

Under Bai Tang's suspicious gaze, he persistently took two steps closer to Father Chen, and suddenly asked, "Do you know Gao Xue?"

Father Chen's body trembled again.

Jiang Futing continued to hit the nail on the head: "She is Chen Yihuan's best friend. But now she has the same problems as Chen Yihuan, she has no sense of security, anxiety, nightmares, insomnia, she begins to be withdrawn, and she is afraid to get along with others, all of which Chen Yihuan has experienced before. ”

When he recalled those details, he unconsciously slowed down:

Before Chen Yihuan's accident, Gao Xue did her best to help Chen Yihuan. Uncle, she is the same age as Chen Yihuan, but now it is very likely that she will suddenly disappear in this world like Chen Yihuan, leaving no trace at all. ”

Father Chen listened to his words, his shoulders were like a sponge that had been drained of water, slowly collapsing, but he still turned his back to Jiang Futing and didn't say a word.

Jiang Futing's voice softened a lot: "Do you bear to bear it, is there another missing person in this world whose life and death are uncertain?" Can you bear to have parents like you again? Can you bear to watch a living person evaporate silently again? ”

Every question he said was like a tsunami falling from the sky, which could crush Father Chen in an instant.

Father Chen's breathing became a little heavier, his fingers began to tremble, and the pain that had been hidden by himself in the past quietly spread from the depths of his heart.

The pain rose like a tidal wave, flooding his chest and making it impossible for him to breathe.

Jiang Fu

Ting saw that his back began to twitch for a while, and then Father Chen began to choke silently.

His delight! His joy is gone!

This was the first time in half a month that he felt this unforgettable pain, and the pain that he had avoided for half a month engulfed him in an even more turbulent way at this moment.

He suddenly bent down, as if something was pressing down on him, crushing him hard.

Then everything began to crumble, and tears burst through the final dam and poured out.

Chen's father wanted to cry, but all the catharsis became silent, he opened his mouth and tried his best, he tried so hard that he thought his throat was hoarse, but there was still no sound.

All that's left is to keep pumping.

But no matter how much he cried, his daughter could not appear out of thin air.

I won't be coquettish in my arms, and I won't have someone to quarrel early in the morning!

How pure the world is!

It turns out that the days when someone is arguing in their ears are like that, and the days when no one is arguing in their ears are like this!

Chen's mother is the last straw in the family, she has long been worried and cried, and she is no longer qualified to vent her excess pain.

She hurriedly stood up, helped Chen's father, who was sad to the dark, turned the face that was full of grief, and pointed to a room to them tiredly: "That's my daughter's room, you can see it if you want to, don't mess things up."

(End of chapter)