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On the table in the monitoring room, there is Xi Yao's mobile phone, which keeps ringing, it is her adoptive mother calling her home for dinner, today is Christmas. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The wind blows the snow flakes like flowers, and the moonlight and ice are like broken mirrors. Snowflakes, although beautiful, are cold crystals that do not like to be touched, they melt, but they also give people a gentle feeling, like dust.

Xi Yao woke up, got out of bed, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, the whole city was covered with snow, she stared blankly at the snowflakes flying in the sky, also known as Weiyang flowers, how many people know, that is the meaning of no end and no end!

Xi Yao remembered that night of the grassland, full of hibiscus flowers, that kind of tenacious flowers, no matter how bad the environment, can grow at an amazing speed, with lush foliage to show people, never pampered, because of self-knowledge and humility and dare not wanton character, is it not the same as Xi Yao?

She didn't dare to walk out of this bedroom, she didn't dare to face the teenager outside the bedroom, she was speechless, she was talking about her at this moment.

A little girl's immature and crisp voice sounded outside the floor-to-ceiling window, "Brother, Merry Christmas!"

Standing on the balcony, Fan Chen turned his head when he heard the sound and saw a little girl lying on the balcony next door, wearing a big red Santa hat, apple face, wearing bright new clothes, wearing big red gloves, wrapped tightly, but very cute. She held the railing in one hand, reached for the dust with the other, and held a piece of chocolate in her hand.

Fan Chen has lived here for more than half a year, and he often stands alone on the balcony, and he has seen the little girl playing on the balcony next door many times. Although he didn't speak to her, she was willing to call him "brother" and didn't feel alienated by his indifference. Perhaps for children, not refusing is accepting, not hating her means not hating her, and not hating her is liking her.

Fan Chen looked at the little girl, she was very stubborn, and kept reaching out her hand to send her Christmas wishes. He walked to the side of the balcony, and when he reached for the chocolate, he caught a glimpse of Xi Yao standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. When they looked at each other, each other's hearts swelled with tacit feelings, but they tacitly looked away, déjà vu and completely different embarrassment.

Fan Chen thought that maybe he shouldn't have appeared in front of her, let alone feel sorry for her tiredness and take her to sleep peacefully, because he didn't know how to round the field next.

The little girl on the balcony next door ran into the door cheerfully when she heard her mother's call in the house.

Fan Chen left the balcony and went out. Xi Yao heard the sound of the door closing, and her heart "chuckled", there was too much silence between them, and one day, the distance in their hearts would be getting farther and farther.

Half an hour later, Fan Chen pushed open the bedroom door, put down his things, and turned around. Xi Yao walked to the door of the bedroom and looked at the bag by the wall, new clothes, shoes, and an umbrella. She lowered her head, she knew he was telling her to leave.

After Xi Yao changed her clothes, she held the umbrella for a long time, he found a step for her, corrected her self-esteem for her, and his refusal was to find a reason for her to leave and get out of an embarrassing situation.

Xi Yao turned the handle on the door and walked out of the bedroom, glancing at the young man who didn't want to see her and turned his back to her, she lowered her head and walked through the living room and went out, she stood hesitantly in the doorway, watching the door close. There was a "click" and she heard the door locked from the inside, didn't he lock the door?

The sound of locking the door was like an alarm bell in Xi Yao's heart, and it hurt to knock, as if she had lost everything. After this incident, she knew that after she left, when she was in danger, he should still appear and would save her, they should not be separated for the last time, why did she feel so reluctant and sad?

“...... Open the door. Xi Yao hesitated for a long time and spoke.

"Open the door, don't drive me away...... I'm sorry...... I don't want to leave......" Xi Yao knew that her request was too much and brazen, but she didn't want to leave, she didn't want to leave him.

"Open the door, Fanchen, please open the door......" Xi Yao pleaded, but there was no response in the room.

Xi Yao's face changed suddenly, she knocked on the door in a panic, and shouted, "Fan Chen, open the door!" because she smelled the smell of blood, coming from the crack in the door, very faint. She couldn't open the door, no matter how much she called, he didn't.

Xi Yao's shout alarmed the next-door neighbor, and a young woman opened the door and asked Xi Yao what was wrong.

"I couldn't open the door, I was locked, but he seems to have had an accident......"

Seeing that Xiyao was in a hurry, the woman said before entering the door, "Don't worry, I'll help you make a call to the security room and ask them to open the door." ”

When the security guard came to Xi Yao's side with another person, he asked about some information, and was reluctant to open the door.

"I'm sorry, you're not a resident here, we can't help you unlock the lock just because you say a few words, we have to be responsible for the safety of the residents. ”

"Please, open the door, he really has an accident, you don't worry, you can keep looking at me, I'm not here to steal, please open the door quickly." ”

Seeing that Xi Yao kept pleading, the security guard agreed to open the door, but had to watch her leave until he left.

The security guard unlocked it, Xi Yao banged on the door and entered, the house was empty, there was no dust, the glass door on the balcony was open, and snowflakes drifted in from the door and fell on the floor. She ran to the balcony, and the handrails were covered with snow, a little red in it, and it was blood that stained the snow. She leaned out, but couldn't see him, she went back to the house, opened the doors, and there was no dust, she didn't believe it, and muttered, "No, he was still there just now, he was obviously there, and it was only a moment of effort." ”

The sky was covered with snow, the air no longer smelled of blood, she couldn't find him, he disappeared into thin air, leaving only a drop of blood.

On this Christmas night, people gather at home for dinner, and there is a petite body looking around and looking for it in the streets, shuttling through the snow.

"Where have you been? I haven't told you yet, the phrase 'I don't love you' is fake, why did you leave?" Xi Yao searched everywhere, but there was no trace of Fan Chen. It's not that I don't love it, but I just feel that I don't love enough, I am ashamed of my love, and my love is not as deep as his.

"Xi Yao!" The adoptive mother held an umbrella and saw Xi Yao at the end of the street, and asked, "No one answered your phone all the time, where did you go? Why are you so ignorant?" The adoptive mother called Xi Yao many times, and finally the person who took the shift answered the call, saying that Xi Yao had already left the monitoring room and didn't know where the person went. The adoptive mother went out to find her when she was not at ease, and in any case, Christmas should be spent with her family.

"Mom, I lost him," Xi Yao cried, "Life shouldn't just go on, people can't live without love, especially after encountering him, they shouldn't give up, but I still lost him after all." ”

The adoptive mother ran to Xi Yao and wiped the snow off her body for her, "What's wrong with you?"

"I shouldn't hesitate, I shouldn't waver, I think I've always loved him, but I don't know how to express it, he doesn't believe me, he doesn't believe me anymore. ”

"No, he will forgive you. ”

"He forgave me many times, many, many times, but I don't know what to do, I let him down again and again, and made him angry. I'd rather he hated me completely and gave up on me completely, but he didn't, and that's what sadds me the most. ”

"Silly boy, that means he did it voluntarily, he did it voluntarily, you don't have to blame yourself. ”

"But now that he's gone, I can't find him, and I feel very uneasy, I'm afraid something will happen to him. ”

"Something happened, then call the police immediately!"

"It's useless. Xi Yao shook her head, Fan Chen is not a human being, how can a human be able to help him, she doesn't know what happened to him in the house when she stood outside the door, she had no clue.

The adoptive mother's cell phone rang, and she answered the phone, "What's the matter?"

"A strange young man came to the house, saying that he was waiting for Xi Yao to come back. ”

Xi Yao heard her stepfather's voice on the phone, and ran home without saying a word. Xi Yao believed that the strange young man must be Fan Chen, and that drop of blood must not be Fan Chen, because no one could hurt him, and he must have encountered something strange and had to leave, locking her out of the door to prevent her from getting involved.

"Xi Yao, run slower!"

"He must have gone home to wait for me when he came back and found that I was not there. ”

"Run slower!" the adoptive mother followed behind Xi Yao.

A gust of wind mixed with the flying snow blew away Xi Yao's long hair, and the snowflakes fell on her cheeks and lips, like a kiss falling from the dust, she suddenly stopped, she muttered, "This is unreasonable, the person waiting at home, isn't it...... Dust. ”

Xi Yao realized that someone was inducing her, someone wanted to see her, who could that person be? Maybe Fan Chen's departure was because of the person who wanted to see her, Fan Chen locked the door, maybe it was to prevent that person from seeing Xi Yao. If that's the case, then she's going to have to go.

Xi Yao came home, the door of the house was not closed, she saw a young man sitting on a stool at home, stood up after hearing the movement, it was a kind-faced boy, neat short hair, clean and snow-white shirt, Burberry's black tweed coat, dressed in a brand-name dress, a typical British gentleman.

The boy looked at the girl standing at the door, took out a letter from his handbag and put it on the table, walked towards Xiyao, and asked, "Can I treat you to a cup of coffee?"

"Do you know about Fan Chen?" asked Xi Yao straight to the point.

"You know, do you want to know more?" the boy said as he stepped out the door, knowing that Xi Yao would follow.

The stepfather picked up the envelope on the table, he couldn't wait to tear it open, took out a bank card, and as agreed, he got paid, a bonus.

The adoptive mother, who had just arrived, watched Xi Yao follow a young man in another direction, and thought that this boy was the lover that Xi Yao said not long ago.