The chill that gushed out of nowhere invaded his body, Su Yuyang curled up and hugged the quilt tightly, but the chill always wrapped his body, like skin, and he couldn't get rid of it. Su Yuyang felt the need to add a quilt, and when he opened his eyes, there was a dazzling sight in front of him.

"It's dawn." Su Yuyang rubbed his misty eyes.

"Small seconds?" Su Yuyang went to touch Ling Miao, but where was Ling Miao's figure on the bed? Stroking the place where Ling Miao slept last night, it was cold - Ling Miao had been gone for a long time.

"Small seconds?" Su Yuyang shouted loudly, but received no response. He hurriedly got up and rushed out of the room to look for Ling Miao. There is no Ling Miao's figure in the living room, no in the kitchen, and no ...... in the bathroom In the end, Su Yuyang turned his gaze to Yanli's room.

The door of the room was closed, and Su Yuyang walked over cautiously, probably not even noticing that his body was trembling. Su Yuyang turned the doorknob and got stuck halfway through. The door is locked.

"Xiao Second, are you in there?" Su Yuyang banged on the door vigorously, he believed that this movement, even if Ling Miao fell asleep, he would be woken up. However, Su Yuyang's hopes were disappointed, and Ling Miao didn't hear his shouts.

"Keys!" Su Yuyang muttered, and quickly returned to the room to find the key. He vaguely remembered that the key was placed next to the keyboard, but he didn't see it when he went to get it.

"Where did the keys go?" Huge fear enveloped Su Yuyang, and he stumbled out of the bedroom. Suddenly, a bright light flashed on the coffee table, and he walked to the coffee table in two steps, and recognized at a glance that the thing that flashed just now was his key!

When he opened the door of the room, Su Yuyang saw a ball of paper.

picked up one casually, Su Yuyang opened it and looked at it, and suddenly felt like he had been struck by lightning.

Although the words on the paper are scribbled, the contents can be vaguely discerned. The piece of paper read: Yu, I'm leaving, I'm sorry......

Su Yuyang felt his hand trembling, he picked up another paper ball, and he didn't dare to open it.

"Wind and discipline...... Feng Ji ......" Su Yuyang muttered Feng Ji's name, at this time he needed someone to help him, and Feng Ji was the first person he thought of.

After receiving a call from Su Yuyang, Feng Ji realized that something was wrong. He sent a text message to the employee saying that he didn't have to go to work today, and then took An Yan to Su Yuyang's house.

"Damn, why do you want to buy the tenth floor, there is no elevator yet." Feng Ji stood at the door panting, and before entering the door, he complained about Su Yuyang's choice again, and he swore that he would definitely buy the second floor to buy a house.

took out the key and opened the door, Feng Ji fell into the room weakly: "Su ...... Su Yuyang. Feng Ji shouted Su Yuyang's name with difficulty, but Su Yuyang didn't give the slightest reaction.

"Damn, I'm running so fast, this guy won't have a big deal, right?" Feng Ji didn't bother to change his shoes, and rushed directly to Su Yuyang's room, but he didn't see anyone.

Just when he was puzzled, Su Yuyang appeared.

Su Yuyang's eyes were slightly red, his eyes were filled with tears, he was holding a piece of paper in his hand, and he muttered: "He's gone...... He's gone......"

Feng Ji felt that Su Yuyang in front of him only had a pair of skins, and he asked nervously, "Yuyang, what happened?" ”

Su Yuyang's lips trembled, and he looked at Feng Ji with tearful eyes. He opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound. Feng Ji snatched the paper from his hand and looked through it carefully.

"Su Yuyang, I'm scared now, I'm afraid that you will wake up suddenly, I'm afraid that you will see me writing this letter.

If you see this letter, you won't see me.

Although it didn't take long to wake up from the hospital, I thought about a lot of things. To be honest, I'm tired, I'm tired with you, I'm tired.

Tang Xuan's death made me feel guilty. Maybe you want to beat me up if you say that, but I'm a very fragile person, and seeing Tang Xuan die in front of me, maybe even because of my words, I feel like a murderer.

I can't face you, I can't face anyone.

Su Yuyang, I'm so tired, I want to find a place to be quiet for a while.

In a place without you, be still and think about something.

Don't worry, I'm not going to kill myself.

If you wait until I come back, I will take you back to my parents; If you can't wait, find someone to live well.

Yu, I love you. ”

The handwriting on this piece of paper is messy, and the content is also scribbled. Ling Miao's every stroke was very hard, and many places were punctured, obviously Ling Miao's hands were trembling when he was writing.

"Yuyang ......" Feng Ji didn't know how to comfort Su Yuyang, he sighed softly and stopped talking.

An Yan felt depressed as soon as he walked to the door, he quietly walked to Feng Ji's side and pointed to Su Yuyang, who was sitting on the sofa. Feng Ji pulled An Yan to the balcony, and he sighed: "Ling Miao left, taking Su Yuyang's soul with him." ”

"Why did Ling Miao leave?" An Yan asked puzzledly, "Doesn't he like Su Yuyang?" Why did you make Su Yuyang so sad? ”

"I probably don't want Su Yuyang to be more sad. Or, Ling Miao was a selfish person, and he wanted to feel at ease, so he made Su Yuyang bruised all over his body. Feng Ji said helplessly, "Ling Miao is really stupid, this matter is not his fault, why should he carry it himself?" ”

An Yan shook his head in disagreement, and he retorted: "If Ling Miao's love for Su Yuyang is as deep as Su Yuyang's love for him, then separating from Su Yuyang, Ling Miao's own will not be much better." And you said that Ling Miao left with guilt, then his heart must be more painful than Su Yuyang. ”

"But he ......" Feng Ji didn't know how to explain to An Yan, so he handed the letter written by Ling Miao to An Yan and asked An Yan to find the answer by himself.

An Yan's speed of reading is ten lines at a glance, and after reading Ling Xuan's letter, An Yan was silent. Feng Ji touched An Yan's head and said with a smile: "Is his guilt not worth it?" ”

"Maybe he's not guilty." An Yan pondered, "Although I didn't see the picture of Tang Xuan's suicide, based on what I knew, Ling Xuan was probably frightened. It's just that he didn't know that it was fear, and Tang Xuan's words before committing suicide had a certain guiding and suggestive effect on him, so he felt guilty. ”

Feng Ji looked at An Yan in surprise, and he said in surprise: "I didn't expect your little head to be a little useful." ”

"Cut, I'm like an idiot." An Yan snorted.

"I should have known that I should have let you enlighten and enlighten Ling Second." Feng Ji looked at his puppet-like friend and said, "Why don't you enlighten Su Yuyang first?" ”

"I'm not a psychiatrist." Having said that, An Yan still walked towards Su Yuyang.

I don't know if An Yan is too powerful, or if Su Yuyang has figured it out himself, half an hour later, Feng Ji saw a Su Yuyang who was slightly better than just now.

"I don't know where Xiao Miao went, but I'll do my best to find him!" Su Yuyang swore an oath.

"Ahh Ling seconds sneezed.

"Got a cold?" The woman asked reproachfully.

Ling Miao shook his head calmly, but the calm on the surface couldn't hide the panic in his heart.