He called Qin Bao's phone, only a cold female voice reminded him that the phone had been turned off.

Mu Zehan drove the car without direction, and the rain fell on the front window, blurring the world and making his eyes blurry.

He actually didn't know what he wanted, but he knew very well that no matter who Qin Bao was now, he didn't want to see her sad, let alone see her hurt.

His heart would ache, and his heart would hurt to the point of going insane.

So, Qin Bao, where the hell are you?

Mu Zehan felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness and helplessness, and just when he felt that he was going to be tortured to death, the phone rang.

When he heard the person on the other side say that he had a whereabouts, his whole body was relieved, as if he had been pulled out of the abyss.

He didn't even know how he got to the company and how he got out of the car.

My heart fluctuated a little fast, and my breathing became more and more rapid.

He admitted that he was starting to be afraid, and the nerves that had just been loosened by getting Qin Bao's news tightened again, as if the closer he got to her, the deeper the fear became.

It was a sense of fear, akin to fate.

He knew very well that if he found her, he would not let her go again.

No matter who she really is, she can only be by his side.

Thunderstorms come and go quickly, and when Mu Zehan arrived at the company, the rain had almost stopped.

The ground was still wet, puddles of water, even the air was damp, and the breath was full of icy vapor.

Mu Zehan stood in front of the office building and looked around, but he didn't see anyone, and the flower stand where he found her before was also empty.

But Qin Bao can't enter the company.

Where would she hide in such heavy rain?

The investigator only said that she took a taxi to the vicinity of Mushi, but in fact, she may not come to the company?

After thinking about it, he tried to call out, "Qin Bao." ”

No one answered.

Mu Zehan pursed his lips tightly, the silence around him was almost deathly, and he could only hear his own crazy heartbeat.

Thinking of the silly girl who didn't know where to hide, he still turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and looked around carefully.

Almost inch by inch, he looked carefully, and just when he was about to lose patience, he saw a small figure curled up in a corner next to the company that could shelter from the rain.

She sat on the ground, her knees folded and her head bowed, so quiet that she barely breathed.

But the moment he saw her, Mu Zehan thought of one word: the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

He walked slowly up to her, and she looked up at the sound of footsteps, stunned at the sight of him.

He crouched down in front of her and called her softly, "Qin Bao." ”

Qin Bao looked at him in confusion and did not speak.

Her face was pale, and even her usually red lips had no color.

Mu Zehan looked at her empty eyes and pale face, and his heart ached, and his voice was softer, for fear of scaring her, "What are you doing here?" ”

Qin Bao's lips moved, and after a while, he finally opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse, "I want to go home." ”

Mu Zehan's pupils shrank, and he asked her in a low voice, "Where is your home?" ”

Qin Bao looked at him, his eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his eyes again and was silent.

Mu Zehan also looked at her silently, and after a few seconds, he didn't ask this again, but asked her, "Why didn't you call me?" ”

Qin Bao bit his lip, "My phone is out of battery......"

Mu Zehan closed his eyes and inhaled lightly, gently straightened her somewhat messy hair, and his voice was softer than ever, "Okay, let's go, go home." ”