Sensory Hunting ABO

In the chaotic brain, opposing thoughts collided with each other, and the scalp seemed to be torn apart.

Staring blankly at the computer screen, the words in the search box flipped back and forth, and the number of relevant results was pitifully small.

The search results were clearly manipulated.

The Yan family is a well-known big family in the business world, and a big event like a wedding must be the hot news of the day.

However, there was not even any report on Yan Yao's wedding that year.Not only that, but the report of Yan Yao's car accident was just a few words of innocence.

After hesitating for a moment, he typed his mother's original name, Pan Wei, behind Yan Yao's name with trembling fingers.

The number of related results is ... 0.

Somehow, there was a kind of self-deceiving relief at the moment of seeing the result.Let go of the mouse, palms are sweaty.

The phone's ringtone rang, which was the exclusive ringtone he set for Yan Yi.

Seeing the word "Uncle" displayed on the screen, Luo Xichuan couldn't help but grinned away the gloom, and the next second, he seemed to remember something, and his face turned pale.

Yan Yi was having lunch with the representative of the partner when he received the call from the agent.

Due to the time difference, it should be midnight in China at this time.Before connecting, Yan Yi was keenly aware of the unusual situation.On the phone, Luo Xichuan's manager methodically reported to Yan Yi what happened just now.She told Yan Yi tactfully that Mr. Xue had told Luo Xichuan about your family affairs.Although it has been dealt with in time and no news will be leaked, Luo Xichuan's condition does not look very good.

Then, another call came in.The person at the other end told Yan Yi, Mr. Yan, the entry you requested to be deleted from the entire network a year ago was detected to be searched repeatedly many times just now.

Luo Xichuan's phone couldn't be connected, and when he dialed again, he was prompted to turn off the phone.Yan Yi clicked his tongue, "Secretary Li, please contact the driver and leave for the airport now."

When Yan Yi saw Luo Xichuan again, it was already the evening of the next day.At the door of the reading room on the tenth floor of the city library, there is a notice board saying "Under renovation, no entry".After seeing Yan Yi, the manager shook his head lightly, "He's inside, and he's been there since the opening of the shop."

Pushing open the door, a "squeak" sound broke the silence, and a needle could be heard in the huge reading room.The newspapers on the bookshelves are sorted according to the year of issue, passing through the bookshelves one after another, like passing through the dusty years.

The footsteps stopped at a year.That year, one person's life stayed there forever in the most tragic way.The vintage has since become an ugly scar.

The thirteen-hour flight had added a few ugly wrinkles to the usual ironed suit, but Yan Yi seemed to have not noticed them, staring at Luo Xichuan in front of him.

The old and yellowed newspapers were spread out on Luo Xichuan's legs, and his eyes were fixed on the marks left after being torn off.Not only are the electronic archives of old newspapers in the online information repository missing pages, but the paper newspapers in the city library have also been torn out by the same number of pages.

"Uncle Yan Yao...was my mother... really married?"

"fake."

"Did you go to Hampton...for medical treatment?"

"fake."

"I killed...Uncle Yan Yao?"

After a long silence, Yan Yi said, "It's fake."

Luo Xichuan finally shifted his gaze from the newspaper to Yan Yi, staring blankly at Yan Yi with his bloodshot eyes, like a dull puppet whose soul has been taken out.

Tears welled up suddenly, flowing like a gate.Luo Xichuan didn't know how to wipe it off, he didn't seem to realize what the wet liquid was.He never cries.

When he was bullied by other children in the orphanage, he didn't cry.He didn't cry when he was bullied at school.He didn't cry when he was insulted on set.When he learned that Yan Yi ruined his first concert, he didn't cry.When Xue Sizhao told the whole truth, he didn't cry.

Luo Xichuan was always smiling, as if there was nothing to bother him.

But at the moment when he saw Yan Yi, the tears kept pouring out like a burst bank, and the pain that had been suffocated in his stomach for more than [-] years poured out.

Chest cramping, as if unable to breathe.The moment he fell, he ran into a warm embrace.It's so warm, I like it very much, but why does it hurt so much if I like it.

"Let's go home."

When I finally heard what I wanted to hear, it was like hearing "the exam is over".Luo Xichuan closed her eyes, her wet eyelashes were as fragile as autumn leaves that could not withstand the wind.He shrank in Yan Yi's arms and nodded.

It was a long day.

"I'm so tired. I really want to sleep."

From the moment Yan Yi called last night, a thought began to reverberate in his mind, becoming more and more clear.

If it's all fake, then why do you say you shouldn't be brother...

But uncle.

"Go to sleep."

Ten minutes later, a post was sent out and quickly became popular.

Subject: The City Library!I saw Luo Xichuan being carried into the car by a handsome and fierce-looking man, princess hug!

When 1L left the library today, he saw a man princess hugging another person. Half of the person's face was covered by a suit jacket, so he couldn't quite see it.As soon as they turned around, I took a closer look and found that it wasn't Luo Xichuan.Just as he was about to take a photo, he was stopped by a woman wearing glasses. He took a closer look, hey, isn't that Luo Xichuan's manager?It must be Luo Xichuan!

The accompanying picture is a blurred back view.The man in the photo is tall and tall, with broad shoulders and long legs.

The picture of 11L is too blurry.How can it be seen that it is Luo Xichuan.

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56L I seem to have seen Chuanchuan wearing this dress!

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98L What did Chuanchuan do in the library?Why aren't you in the karaoke room, isn't there a second show the day after tomorrow?

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148L This is Luo Xichuan's mysterious benefactor, right?The company only signed Luo Xichuan alone, which is unusual.

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I have seen these 201L pants in the off-duty pictures taken by Zhanjie!

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Luo Xichuan, a carnival on the Internet, knew nothing about it.He opened his eyes, it was getting late.Waking up in the dark, as if abandoned in a different space.I haven't eaten for a long time, my stomach is very empty, I feel hungry but not in the mood to eat.

For a moment, Luo Xichuan even wondered if it would be better if he just starved to death.

He scratched his hair, walked to the door of the room and opened the bedroom door.The aroma of food and the sound of Yan Yi talking on the phone came blowing towards him.

"Well. It doesn't matter if the negotiation is not successful. I left the meeting early, and there is nothing wrong with complaining."

"No. I'll take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Yi noticed Luo Xichuan who was standing in the open space on the second floor looking down, and slightly raised his chin at him, "Come down to eat."

This tone of voice as if nothing had happened made Luo Xichuan want to cry again.The soreness in his eyes made him uncomfortable.

Yan Yi was telling him that everything was business as usual.

But Luo Xichuan knew that there was no way for him to be the same as before.

His birth prevented Yan Yi from spending his youth in high spirits.In the best time of life, it was considered a family disgrace and a neurosis.In a strange town on the other side of the ocean, I spent one tormenting day and night after another.

"Can I still have dinner with you?"