The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

Liu Shuang, Liu Shuang, can’t be stopped.

So Liu Shuang became flowing frost, just like the gurgling water, only hoping that it could remain clear and transparent forever.

"Actually, you don't know, the old sister didn't bring you with her when she came for the first time. She had just met me at that time, and we talked about you besides the piano." The boss' voice was choked with sobs but with a smile.

"She told me what you did at school today, and then she told me that you were picky about food." The boss shook his head and smiled, "I still remember it to this day. She was obviously very fond of it. She was showing off to me!"

Sang Ran looked up at the boss with red eyes.

She murmured, "But it's raining so hard."

"The dead are hidden in the clouds. When the rain falls, they come to see you on earth. Let it rain."

Sang Ran sniffed and nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

After saying that she stood up.

The boss couldn't help but tear up and asked, "Did your elder sister leave you any relics?"

"I am all that she left behind."

She exhaled and said, "I'm leaving first. I'll come back next time."

"...Hey, bring an umbrella?"

"no need."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, with droplets falling to the ground with crackling sounds. Pedestrians on the road were hurrying, running towards home.

Sang Ran mixed in with them, felt out of place and went against this world.

She seemed unconscious, with her head down, letting the rain beat on her.

......

"She didn't bring her cell phone and it's raining so hard outside, where can she go?" Yao Ya paced anxiously in the hall.

Sang Ning's eyes were red: "Auntie, Mom went out last night, why hasn't she come back yet?"

"Ningning, be good..." Yao Ya was about to comfort Sang Ning when her voice was interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

Pei Jingping put away his umbrella and walked in hurriedly: "Where's Sang Ran?"

"Dad!" Sang Ning's tears burst out when she saw someone she hadn't seen for a long time.

Yao Ya frowned: "I don't know. Nothing happened yesterday. When I woke up this morning, I saw that Sang Ning had been brought back. Damn it..."

She pointed at Old Lady Sang's urn and said, "She must have known about it. Sang Ning and I went out to look for it this morning, but we couldn't find it."

"I'm a little worried..." Yao Ya said softly.

The servant behind him helped to bring in the luggage.

Pei Jingping glanced at the two people in the house and said, "The rain is too heavy, you guys just stay at home."

He said to the servant beside him: "Call everyone in the family and go out to search together. Don't miss any place!"

"OK."

Pei Jingping turned around and walked out first after he finished speaking.

He didn't drive because he was afraid that the visibility was poor in the rain and he might miss something. He could only walk, and he didn't even notice the rain splashing on his trouser legs.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and heavy rain came in like a breach in a river embankment, as if it was going to submerge the entire Kyoto.

There were no pedestrians on the street anymore. The man walked hurriedly, looking around from time to time.

The servants separated from him and searched in different directions.

“Sang Ran!”

He walked through the streets, and even with the cool breeze he still broke out in a cold sweat. The noisy sound of wind and rain all around him added to his already anxious mood and made him even more worried.

"Sang Ran!" The voice calling out was mostly covered up.

The group searched for another two hours but still did not see Sang Ran.

Pei Jingping paused and suddenly thought of something. He stopped wandering aimlessly and locked onto a direction and ran towards it.

......

Sang Ran sat alone under the eaves, hugging herself with her arms, like a stray cat, unable to resist this natural disaster that was to come to her.

She held a string of candied haws in her hand but didn't eat it.

She ran to the street just as the rain started to get heavier, and luckily she caught the old lady closing her stall.

The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, as if pouring out all the dissatisfaction in one go, accompanied by a slanting wind.

It would have made no difference whether she sat under the eaves or not, as her body was already soaked.

The rain slid down her hair, straightening her slightly curly hair. The raindrops fell on her forehead and slid down, blocked by her eyelashes, and mixed with the tears, sliding down her cheeks all the way to her chin.

Pei Jingping slowed down his pace, his breathing was violently rising and falling, with no regularity.

Approach slowly.

Sang Ran felt that the already dark world was covered with another shadow. He looked up subconsciously, but his vision was blocked by the rain that slipped into his eyes.

She vaguely saw the man in a black windbreaker. She couldn't see his expression, but she could feel that he was staring at her.

Pei Jingping slowly squatted down, placed his hands gently on her face, and wiped the liquid from her eyes.

The sight in front of him gradually became clear, and the man's strong lines looked even sharper because he was thin.

His thin lips were slightly pursed and his eyes were red, with a mixture of various emotions in his eyes, including longing, heartache, and surging love.

Pei Jingping held the umbrella with one hand and used the other hand to take off his coat and clumsily put it on Sang Ran.

My body felt the residual warmth from his clothes.

Sang Ran finally couldn't hold back any longer, she put her arms around the man's neck, buried her head in his shoulders and sobbed softly.

Pei Jingping supported himself stiffly on the ground, patted her back gently with his hands, adjusted his breathing and endured the soreness in his nose.

"I'm sorry, I came back late."

The woman in his arms was trembling. The already thin little person looked even weaker and haggard.

Her sobs were muffled in his shoulder, and her nasal tone changed her original voice: "Pei Jingping... The rain is so heavy, so heavy, I'm scared..."

Sang Ran's voice was intermittent. Pei Jingping turned his face away, exhaled heavily, raised his head, and tried his best to swallow the pain in his heart.

He was almost heartbroken.

"Grandma is gone... She doesn't want to see me, she doesn't want to tell me why I didn't find out earlier... Why didn't I..."

The woman in his arms trembled more and more violently. Pei Jingping tightened his arms and tried to hold her tighter to give her a sense of security.

"I'm still here, it's okay."

“But it’s raining so hard.”

Sang Ran kept repeating "It's raining so heavily", and he knew she was not talking about the rain.

The man's voice was hoarse, and he asked as gently as possible: "I'll hold an umbrella for you, okay?"

"The umbrella is too small..."

Pei Jingping was silent for a moment, then the strength in his hand loosened and the black umbrella in his hand fell to the concrete floor.

He gently stroked Sang Ran's head with his large palm, and put his chin on the top of her head:

"Then I'll take a shower with you."

......

Pei's villa.

Pei Jingping had just called Old Lady Pei to inform her of this matter. He looked at Yao Ya who came out of the elevator and asked, "Are you asleep?"

"Well, he was already sick, and he didn't sleep all night and got caught in the rain. He must have felt very uncomfortable."

Pei Jingping frowned and nodded: "Tell me everything you know in the past few days."

"Including all the information about that person."