It was night, Rong Wanqi was tossing and turning in bed, she turned over again, and still couldn't sleep, Rong Wanqi simply sat up, leaned on the side of the bed, and sighed. In fact, her mood is very lost and melancholy, but the full loss seems to be expressed only by sighing.

She felt that with each breath she exhaled, the thing that stirred her heart could diminish a little.

"Senior."

Qiao Muqi's face appeared in her mind, and the thing she had just exhaled seemed to come back again, filling her whole heart again.

Rong got up at night and walked to the window and looked up at the moon in the sky.

At this time, in a room in another city, the night was hazy, and the moonlight reflected in the room, and he tossed and turned on the bed, sighed, got up, walked to the window, and looked at the moon in the sky.

"Moonlight and me, with you." Qiao Muqi picked up the mobile phone on the desk, opened the address book, and clicked on the familiar and unfamiliar number, excited.

We haven't seen each other in three years, are you okay?

I miss you, Rong Wanqi.

The two were under the same sky, looking up at the same moon, sighing.

Early in the morning, Rong Wanqi took out the suitcase, opened the wardrobe, loaded the items needed for daily life, quickly closed the suitcase, and the mobile phone rang "ding~ding".

Rong Wanqi quickly stretched out her hand and picked up the mobile phone lying on the bed, almost unable to believe the message prompt: it was a senior who had not been contacted for more than half a year.

Rong Wanqi rubbed her eyes in confusion and stared at the phone screen in shock.

Rong Wanqi turned on the phone with excitement.

"I miss you, Rong Wanqi."

Sender: Senior.

Rong Wanqi couldn't believe what her eyes saw, and quickly picked up her hand and pinched her thigh.

The cry of "pain, pain" came out of his mouth, and Rong Wanqi dared to believe that it was real.

Rong Wanqi rolled around her bed a few times excitedly, picked up her mobile phone and looked at it several times, and finally showed a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

After Rong Wanqizi rolled over on the bed, he sat up in a daze and looked at the suitcase he had packed. The ruddy little mouth was hooked with mischievousness, and a hint of cunning flashed in the corners of his eyes.

I turned on my phone and looked at the time on it, it was ten past six, and it was still early.

Rong Wanqi dressed herself as quickly as possible. Quietly opened the door, quickly put on his shoes, carried his suitcase, and closed the door.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the alarm bell in Rong's father and mother's room rang, Rong's mother took the lead in getting up and opening the door in the bedroom, walked to the living room, there were loose traces on the shoe cabinet, and then turned to look at Rong Qi's room.

Father Rong slowly got up from the bed, turned around to open Rong Wanqi's door, and was immediately stunned.

"Mom, my daughter is gone", Rong's father called out to Rong's mother.

Rong's mother quickly walked over and looked at the things in the room, nothing on the surface had moved, Rong's mother pondered for a while, walked to the wardrobe, opened the wardrobe, and was stunned.

The suitcase and daughter's clothes are gone, and the ID card, mobile phone, power bank, bank card, and wallet are all gone.

"Luckily, remember to take these." Father Rong breathed a sigh of relief. At least you don't lose yourself when you run away from home.

Father Rong hurriedly walked back to his bedroom, looking for his mobile phone, but he couldn't help but sigh.

"The woman is not in the middle."

Qiao Muqi was lying on the bed thinking at the moment, when the ringtone of the mobile phone text message suddenly interrupted his thoughts. A feeling of loss suddenly emerged in his heart, and when he turned on his phone, Qiao Muqi's heart was empty, and he couldn't find a landing point.