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Coming out of the prison, Ren Kuan had the illusion of regaining a new life, which delayed a lot of time.

In the dark days, he has never been so sloppy in his life. Although his younger brother came to deliver clothes a few times on the way, he is still unshaven, and he feels that he is rotten.

At the door where the cars came and went, only his younger brother's family came to pick him up, and he didn't see Jiu'er, which was expected by Ren Kuan, but he still felt disappointed inevitably.

Although he was silent, in fact, after Fang Jirong was no longer here, life was very difficult. The case itself was not something that Ren Kuan cared about, he cared more about the news about Jiu'er.

The more insignificant it is, the more he misses it.

Not being able to see Jiu'er for the first time, the frustration in his heart was more uncomfortable than staying in it, and he had to enlighten himself with the inconvenient movement of Jiu'er.

The younger brother is also busy with this mess, and entrusted a lot of connections. Unfortunately, he has recently caught the example, and his family's relationship is not strong enough.

Ren Kuan didn't want to show a bitter face, so he forced a smile and said, "Uncle, uncle, why are you here so early?"

Seeing that Ren Kuan didn't take it seriously, the family was dying of anxiety, especially Ren Kuan's aunt, who was confiscated for a while and was crying.

"What's this called? Suffering for nothing."

Misfortune came from the sky, and no one would be comfortable putting it on anyone, but there was no other way, Ren Kuan smiled, "It's all out, let's not talk about it."

On the way back, when his aunt was sad enough, Jiang Ke said, "Brother, you didn't listen to me back then, this position is really bad, there are all kinds of ghosts and monsters."

Real ghosts and snake spirits are only a minority. What the younger brother said made sense, but Ren Kuan didn't respond, he just felt that he had met Jiu'er somehow.

Seeing that Ren Kuan didn't speak, Jiang Ke said again: "Brother, let's change the store this time, and I'll find you another place."

Now even his aunt and uncle persuaded Ren Kuan, Ren Kuan pondered for a while, "Let me think about it..."

Originally, he wanted to go directly to the store, and he had to meet the person he wanted to see right away, but Ren Kuan thought about his attire, even if Jiuer couldn't see him, he didn't want to meet him with this appearance.

Coupled with the repeated invitations from his aunt and uncle, Ren Kuan insisted on going to their house to clean up and have a meal first.

Ren Kuan didn't refuse, and he was very emotional after eating this meal. It had been a long time since he sat at the dinner table, talked and laughed with his family.

My aunt and uncle kept Ren Kuan until night, until eight or nine o'clock in the evening before letting him go home.

It was getting late now, and the massage shop was probably closed, but Ren Kuan didn't want to go home for a while, so he took a taxi and headed straight for the restaurant.

After a period of rectification, when he walked up from the bottom of the stairs, he could no longer hear the voice of Yingying and Yanyan. For some reason, he thought this was an ordinary homestay area.

The fresh air outside and the joy in his heart made him want to laugh. He ran up a few more steps and shouted towards the second floor of the massage shop. Face happily called him "Brother Kuan."

Whether Jiu'er will cry or not, according to Jiu'er's temperament, he will definitely cry when he is in a hurry.

Thinking of this, Ren Kuan's nose ached, he had never thought about this in the case, and he had never felt sad.

The last time I stood downstairs and talked to Jiu'er, it seemed like a lifetime ago, Ren Kuan sniffed, wiped his face, made sure he didn't cry stupidly, and then went up again.

The street was quiet, and the ambiguous colored lights in the small hotel had disappeared. After autumn, the wind was a bit freezing, and Ren Kuan tightened his coat.

He stopped at the entrance of the massage shop, coughed slightly, and cleared his throat. How did he call Jiu'er before, but it always felt very loud, and as soon as he yelled, Jiu'er immediately poked his head as if a radar had been installed.

"Leek..." Ren Kuan couldn't open his throat, and halfway through the shout he was forced to hold back his laughter. He always felt that this was not right, that was not good.

He looked up and looked at the second floor again. Through the window, he saw only darkness. At this time, he probably was lying on the bed.

That palm-sized room was full of traces of leeks. Thinking of this, those who were timid seemed to have courage.

Ren Kuan was stunned, he would have been timid too.

"Leek..."

The sound was not loud, and the only response to Ren Kuan was the chirping of insects in the grass.

"Leek!"

Ren Kuan raised his voice, and could vaguely hear the echoes on the street.

"Leek!"

"Woof!" I don't know which family's dog was awakened, Ren Kuan trembled in fright, feeling inexplicably guilty.

He took a breath, and stared at the window on the second floor, his voice was loud enough, but Jiu'er was still nowhere to be seen.

Ren Kuan couldn't help frowning, he was still a little disappointed that he didn't see the person he was thinking about, "I can sleep like this." He enlightened himself.

He wanted to give Jiu'er a surprise, how could he wait for a surprise all night, how could he make him worry about it all night?

Ren Kuan couldn't wait to call Wang Rui, go to Wang Rui's home to get the key to the massage shop, shake him awake in bed, and say to him, "I'm back."

But Ren Kuan still held back, he had no choice but to go home with this excitement and apprehension.

He was full of enthusiasm and couldn't be released. He wanted to go home by motorcycle, but Jiang Ke had already ridden the motorcycle back to the community.

Everything seemed to be not going well, and Ren Kuan was suffering from anxiety.

Waiting for tomorrow, Ren Kuan must pinch Jiu'er's face and ask him why he wasn't waiting for him at the window.

Ask Jiuer if he has thought about him these days, and what he thinks.

Ask if the matter of Jiu'er chasing him still counts.

Ask Jiuer if he still wants to ride his motorcycle.

Ask Jiuer if he would like to go home with him at night.

Ren Kuan wanted to know too much. During his absence, he wanted to hear what happened to Jiu'er himself.

But now no one can give him an answer, he can only wait until tomorrow morning.

Hiding too many things on his mind, Ren Kuan tossed and turned all night. In the early morning of the next day, the motorcycle speeded several times, and his heart rate was almost equal to the speed of the car. When the car stopped under the street, there was a rumbling sound in his ears. I heard my own deafening heartbeat.

Holding his helmet, Ren Kuan strode up, and the upper stairs jumped into his sight little by little, but the familiar figure still did not appear on the platform. Ren Kuan raised his heart in his throat, and fell on the ground on the ground.

Ren Kuan didn't go up any further. He leaned on the glass on the first floor of the massage shop and looked in, making sure there were traces of business inside, so he didn't think about it anymore. He was quite afraid that Wang Rui would move the shop away without saying a word. up.

He was still puzzled, and called out tentatively, "Jiuer."

Still no one responded to him, so he could only imitate Jiu'er, sitting on the sill, waiting for someone to open the door.

Time flies by, the shops above that get up early are all open, and the cleaning aunt of the massage shop is late.

Ren Kuan couldn't wait to stand up, "Excuse me, where is Jiuer?"

The auntie reacted for a while before realizing that this was the owner of the restaurant above. She seemed not to have heard Ren Kuan's question, and said in surprise, "Boss Ren, are you out?"

Ren Kuan was so anxious that he didn't have time to catch up with her, "Yeah, where is the Chiu'er?"

"Let's go." The aunt turned to open the door, "I've been gone for a few days."

Ren Kuan's mind went blank. What does it mean to leave? When Jiu'er leaves the street, he doesn't even dare to walk. Where can he go like this?

Ren Kuan opened his mouth wide, and his throat was squeezed tightly. The moment his aunt opened the door, he found his voice, "Where are you going?"

He couldn't think of where Jiu'er could go, and his thoughts seemed to be knotted. Did Wang Rui take Jiu'er out, or did Jiu'er have other relatives.

The auntie said mysteriously: "We don't know either. The boss said he left without elaborating. Anyway, the store gave us a day off, and Jiu'er never came again."