Chapter 841: Yan Yumeng's Diary

After Xianghui left, Yan Jingshuo was left alone in the whole room, just like in the hotel, such a similar scene really made him very unhappy and powerless, what should he do?

I don't know when, he is no longer the god on the high, he can be comfortable in business, but he has no way to deal with the things in front of him.

Yi Zhao's chess skills this time were one move higher than him, and he was ahead of him.

He slammed his fist against the wall, and the pain didn't make him feel better, but more sad.

He didn't forget what Xianghui said just now, Gu Liangxi was in Yizhao's hand.

After working hard for so long, going around and around, and returning to the original point, he still couldn't save her after all.

And after this happened, Xianghui disappeared from the mansion, and she seemed to retire after completing the task.

Yan Jingshuo didn't think much about that woman, it was better to leave early, he was looking for a chance to talk to Yan Yumeng, but when he thought of what Xianghui said, he still closed his mouth.

He couldn't put them in danger, it was better to carry these things alone.

And then Yan Yumeng's whereabouts are uncertain, sometimes he will only come back once in three days or two days, and the number of times is too much, and Yan Jingshuo is used to it.

On this day, it was Yan Jingshuo who ate by himself, looking at the empty position next to the table, he shook his head, a little helpless, Yan Yumeng hadn't been back for nearly three days. And disappeared along with the ghost face.

Yan Jingshuo only thought that Ghost Face was staying with Yan Yumeng, and with Ghost Face by Yan Yumeng's side, he was not worried about his comfort.

Looking at the different looks and all kinds of servants in the mansion, he is the only one here.

He had to think about the strategy first, how to escape from here, the previous strategy would not work, and now only by finding reinforcements could he rescue Gu Liangxi from Yizhao's hands, and it was a fantasy to rely on his own strength alone.

Looking at the mobile phone in his hand, which had no signal, he frowned again.

"How do you usually contact your family?" He asked, grabbing a maid.

The maid replied honestly: "We only go back once a year." โ€

That is no way, Yan Jingshuo couldn't help but hold his forehead, and looked up at this majestic building, covering the sky and the sun.

"Young Master Yan, is there something we are missing here? Just say it, we'll be ready for you, you're our honored guest. โ€

Guest? Yan Jingshuo smiled coldly in his heart, but he didn't express it on his face, and took the maid away: "It's okay, you go and get busy." โ€

Yan Yumeng actually ran out of the mansion, and the guards at the door did not stop him.

Maybe it's because he often deals with Yi Zhao, so they don't bother to restrict his freedom, anyway, this little young master Lu doesn't usually seem to have any ability, and he can't run far in this wilderness.

He just wanted to calm down, and he didn't know how long he had been running, but he suddenly felt dizzy, his brain hurt a little, and he didn't pay attention to his feet, and he fell to the ground and fainted.

It's been another three days, and Yan Yumeng is still nowhere to be seen.

It's raining heavily.

"Have you seen Yan Yumeng recently?" Yan Jingshuo was eating dinner alone, looking at the darkening sky, and his heart was faintly uneasy.

The maid shook her head.

Yan Jingshuo was irritable, and he didn't even have the interest to eat, so he simply put down the tableware, walked upstairs and wanted to go back to his room.

He also thought that Yan Yumeng was back, and he was a little excited in his heart, and this stinky boy didn't say a word to him when he came back, which made him worry in vain.

Pushed open the door.

"Yan Yumeng?"

However, the room was empty, except for the window, which was whirring in by the cold wind.

"Didn't you come back?" Forget it, Ghost Face didn't come back anyway, they probably stayed together, he shouldn't have any problems, and Yizhao wouldn't let them go, maybe they were transferred to another place.

In fact, Yan Yumeng didn't come back, the maid would still come to clean the room every day, the door was not closed tightly, maybe the maid forgot.

Thinking like this, he was just about to come out of his room, when suddenly he found a reflective thing on the desk in his bedroom, which was a little dazzling.

Yan Jingshuo is too, he is idle and bored now, so he wanted to take a look, and when he looked closer, he found that it was a diary.

He remembered this diary, when he and Gu Liangxi followed him to the ball, and this stinky boy was still holding it tightly in his hand.

But shouldn't a diary be kept around? This makes it easy to record on a daily basis.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Originally, I wasn't interested in that diary, but when I thought about what happened these days, I was a little curious about what Yan Yumeng would write in it, and he and Yi Zhao were also close, maybe they would find some clues on it.

The point is that maybe it is up to you to know where he went.

Thinking so, I opened the diary.

In the first page is a flower whose life has dried up and become a specimen.

Page 1, then Page 2, Page 3, Page 4...... It wasn't until page 10 that something was written.

Yan Jingshuo looked at the things on it carefully, most of them were his experiences.

It's better not to look at these things, and when he was about to close them, he turned the page again, and the content on them suddenly aroused his interest:

I broke up with my girlfriend today.

The first sentence is like this, at the end of this sentence, Yan Yumeng wrote the date.

Yan Jingshuo looked at the date on it, it was not from the last few days, nor the day Xianghui died, the date on it was earlier than the time they had known Xianghui.

He roughly calculated the time, probably the days when they escaped with Gu Liangxi before they were caught by Yizhao.

At that time, Yan Yumeng didn't have any girlfriends, Yan Jingshuo frowned, a little puzzled.

He continued to look down and wrote:

I pulled my suitcase out of her house, and the moment I went out, I felt more relaxed than I had ever been, as if I was being hugged by someone, and I felt as if I had been freed.

And at the end of this sentence, the date is written, and the time is in the last few days.

"Out of her house?" Yan Jingshuo muttered, could it be that he has been living with Xianghui for the past few days? They haven't broken up yet? But what does it mean that the first sentence at the beginning broke up with your girlfriend?

Then look down:

I put my hand in my pocket and slipped a ring out of my pocket, and it fell to the ground and rolled down the drain.

I knew it for its price, it was my savings for many years, it was the wedding ring I had chosen from among the many shops with so many ornaments, it had kept me tossing and turning and staying up all nightโ€”it was the ring I had for her on my wedding day.

When he read this, Yan Jingshuo felt suffocated in his heart, he understood that this paragraph was written about Gu Liangxi, and the previous paragraph was written about Xianghui.

He probably understood that Yan Yumeng couldn't let go of Gu Liangxi, and looking for Xianghui probably wanted to forget Gu Liangxi, to heal and relieve the pain in his heart.

And the premise of this series is that he took the initiative to push Gu Liangxi to himself, and Yan Jingshuo was shocked.