Qingfeng couldn't believe it, and looked at her mother Yuan Jing, who was pretending to be calm.

Gradually, an ominous premonition of gain and loss came to his mind.

His legs were weak, his head was dizzy, and his face had lost color...... The theory of kindness that Dad Yuan Bo just talked about also lost its effectiveness in an instant!

"No!

He slumped into a wooden chair.

"She has no money, no keys, and besides, she's sick...... She can't get a taxi!"

But she ...... Indeed, went back. Yuan Jing's words were not confident, and she stammered a little.

"No!"

The breeze howled.

"There's no way she's going to leave without telling me! It's impossible for her to leave without telling me! Unless it's you ......."

He stubbornly shook his head and stared at his parents who were already panicked with wide eyes, he couldn't go on anymore.

Looking at Qingfeng's murderous gaze, Yuan Jing's heart suddenly sank! The composure gradually receded from her face! She believed that her face must be very ugly like her son Qingfeng.

She was just about to explain something, say something, but at this time, the breeze let out a tearing scream:

"Cold Moon—"

He stood up and ran away.

He ran upstairs and ran to the guest room where Leng Yue had stayed.

"Cold Moon!Yue'er!Where are you?Where are you?!!"

The room was empty, and there was no one. The beds were neatly folded, just like before, and everything was still the same. Qingfeng looked around and rushed into the suite, he knocked on the bathroom door, the bathroom door, and he called:

"Yue'er!Are you in there?You come out-don't joke with me!Don't hide! You come out!Come out!Come out!Cold Moon!Cold Moon!Cold Moon-"

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Leng Yue!" It was not Leng Yue, it was Yuan Bo and his wife standing upright behind.

Yuan Jing opened the door of the bathroom and the door of the bathroom, and then, with a gentle hand, pressed on Qingfeng's shoulder, she said softly:

"Child, Leng Yue, she ...... Really, went back. ”

"No—"

The breeze screamed.

"She promised me, promised not to be angry with me! promised to stay with me for the rest of her life! She won't walk away without a word! She won't!"

Turning around, he rushed away from his parents and began to search every floor, room after room, calling:

"Cold Moon! Yue'er...... Where are you? Come out! Come out! Come out! I beg you! Please! Come out—"

No one, no cold moon.

Then, he saw his mother Yuan Jing standing there, he grabbed her shoulder, he shook her, and shouted:

"Mommy, tell me, where did you hide her?tell me!tell me!!tell me!! I know, you don't like Leng Yue, you must have hidden her!

"Stop-Yuan Qingfeng!"

Yuan Bo rushed over and pulled away Qingfeng's hand.

He looked straight at him and said word for word:

"She's gone! Leng Yue is gone! I'm watching her go! But she's not going to disappear! You—and her phone number, and your address, don't you? It's not the end of the world, son!"

The breeze was terrifying, as if waking up from a dream.

"Yes, I have her phone number! yes, cell phone!"

He frantically rummaged through the bedding on the bed of Yuan Bo and his wife, rummaged through the place where the mobile phone might be stored, and yelled like crazy in his mouth:

"Gone! Gone! Damn phone gone!"

"Son, your phone must be in your bedroom, right?" Yuan Bo reminded Qingfeng.

"Yes, the bedroom! must be in the bedroom!" the breeze ran upstairs like a whirlwind.

"Where's my phone? My phone, wait a minute...... Where the hell did my phone go? Where did I put it...... Oh, where did you put it?"

When Yuan Bo and his wife chased to Qingfeng's bedroom, study, and guest room where Leng Yue lived, suddenly, their hearts sank into the ground.

What they could see was that Qingfeng's face was pale, his eyes were straight, his lips were bloodless, and his expression was confused and numb.

Without saying a word, he stared at the two phones in his hand and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Yuan Jing was frightened by her son's appearance! She shook Qingfeng's shoulders and shouted to him:

"Breeze! What's wrong with you!

Yuan Bo took down the still ringing mobile phone in Qingfeng's hand and nervously pressed it to his ear. What came out of the headset was: "The phone you dialed is not turned on, please dial again later!"

"She didn't bring anything, and her phone was left here......" Another phone slid down Qingfeng's hand and landed on the carpet. "She's gone, she's gone, she's gone!"

Raising his head, Qingfeng's eyes were blood-red. He hoarsely clumped his throat, low, bitterly, bitterly to himself.

"No, son, you won't be unable to find her!" Yuan Bo grabbed Qingfeng's wrist and shook him.

"It's over, it's really over this time!" Qingfeng shook off Yuan Bo's hand, he held his head in both hands, and couldn't help but pull his hair. "She's gone quietly!gone!gone!gone—" he shouted frantically.

"Son...... I'm sorry!"

Yuan Jing timidly moved over.

She reached out and gently took away Qingfeng's hand holding her head.

She pressed her hand on his shoulder, looked at her son, who was in pain, and whispered:

"Perhaps...... She went back to her old place. ”

Qingfeng raised his head blankly, looked at his mother blankly, and stood up blankly. Like a staggering drunk, he staggered out of the house.

"Where are you going?"

Yuan Jing grabbed him.

"I've got to go find her!"

The breeze muttered in reply, taking mechanical steps.

"I'm going to get her back, because she's an orphan...... She was helpless...... She was unaccompanied...... She was in a humble situation...... She's like duckweed......"

He tapped his head with his hand, and tears flowed down his face.

"She's been through hardships, but she's just ...... Just to ...... But I often lose her......

"Hurry up!" Yuan Jing pushed Yuan Bo and wiped away the tears on his cheeks. "Chase him!"

Yuan Bo woke up.

He ran out of the gate after the breeze.

*

Throughout the morning, Yuan Bo and Qingfeng did not come back.

Finally, when it was close to noon, the two men came back tired.

As soon as she saw her expression, Mrs. Yuan's heart sank into the ground. Yuan Bo quietly gave her a look, pulled her arm, and whispered:

"Leng Yue is no longer in her original residence. I heard from a neighbor that just yesterday, she had moved out......! Very devastated...... We can't help him now, and we're going to block him. So, let's go away! Don't disturb him, let him be alone!"

The two of them were just about to leave when they heard a crackling sound and a loud sound of glass breaking from the breezy bedroom.

They hurried back again, but the door had been locked from the inside by the breeze. They couldn't get in, so they could only shout at the door.

After a while, the room was quiet.

And, for the whole afternoon, there was no sound.

Qingfeng just stayed in the house, not moving, not talking, not doing anything.

Dusk came, night came, and the room was dark and there was no light. Yuan Qingfeng finally came to his senses, he staggered to his feet, staggered, groped his way to the wall and turned on the light switch.

The house was brightly lit.

He looked at the mess of the house, remembered the cold moon in the middle of nowhere, and tears finally slowly welled up in his eyes and rolled down on his clothes.

"Yue'er......," he whispered.

"I'm sure I'll find you, and we'll meet soon!" he whispered again, "Even if I can't find you, I'll wait, wait for you to appear again!"

*

More than a month has passed.

The current Yuan family is in chaos.

Since Qingfeng and Cold Moon lost contact, Qingfeng has been panicking like a lost dog all day long.

In college, he took a leave of absence.

Deng Shi's consortium can't see his figure anymore.

Every day, he just runs, posting missing notices, publishing newspapers, radio, and television, searching, and searching...... He also often went to the police station to inquire about the news. However, no matter how much he searched, no matter how he published in the newspaper, no matter how many stages he visited, there was no news from Leng Yue.

She was like a wisp of green smoke, a floating cloud, and after passing away with the wind, there was not even the slightest trace left.

"Give up, stop blindly searching, you can't find her if you want to disappear from this world!" said Qingfeng's parents.

How can he give up? He can't give up! He can't give up!

He searched, searched, searched, frantically searched...... It's just a matter of turning the earth over and over again. But, in the vast sea of people, where are the Yiren?

In the middle of the night, he often stayed up all night.

He tried to anesthetize himself by drinking and smoking.

Cup after cup, cup after cup until dawn.

At this time, Yuan Jing and Yuan Bo couldn't fall asleep. Sometimes they would stand guard outside the door, and sometimes they would chat in their bedrooms.

They talk about the cold moon, the breeze, and the infatuation they can't understand. Interpret their thoughts and talk about their bits and pieces.

"Just fulfill them!" said Yuan Bo to his wife.

"Do you think I don't want to?" Yuan Jing said with a gloomy face and pain: "Things have happened, there is an accident, what else can I do?"

"yes, I can't help it!"

More than once, Yuan Bo and Yuan Jing were in the relationship, 'going through the back door' to find Leng Yue. They also used private detectives and friends from the registry office. can be checked and checked, but there are no clues about Leng Yue, nor does there be any Leng Yue's household registration and files. Even the Deng Shi Consortium and Novel Network, which Leng Yue signed, they also sent people to investigate. But what puzzled them was that the Deng Shi Consortium said that the contract had been terminated and could not be contacted. And the novel network signed by Leng Yue is still registered as a pen name, without any real-name registration.

Could it be that the cold moon is a 'fairy' who has 'crossed over'? Otherwise, how could it not be found?