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Su Cheng suddenly wanted to see Chen Xiuping.

He stood up.

"Aunt Zhao, do you have the key to my house? I want to go back and see my mother."

Aunt Zhao didn't have any reason to leave him behind. She wiped her face and went back to her room to get the key.

After a while, it was Su Cheng's bag that was brought out - Su Cheng was carrying this bag to the hospital that day.

Su Cheng thanked him, and went out with the bag, the zipper was only opened a little, when he reached in to touch the key, his little finger was pricked by something.

Because he was not mentally prepared, Su Cheng was taken aback.

His hands were all drawn out, and he didn't even think about what was in his bag that would prick his hands.

He had no choice but to unzip all the zippers, and through the dim light in the corridor, he could clearly see the light green five-pointed star-shaped luminous sticker lying in the schoolbag.

Su Cheng's eye sockets became hot, but he forgot about it.

Maybe it's not that I forgot, it's that I dare not think about it.

He gently touched the luminous sticker with his fingertips, as if he was stroking his lover's cheek.

In the next second, he took his hand away, and left without delay.

White and shiny fingers hooked out the key and opened the door.

"Bah."

The living room lights came on.

The schoolbag was thrown at the door, and Su Cheng looked at his mother's room.

Strangely enough, the door was wide open.

Su Cheng felt a strange sense of unease in his heart, which made him freeze in place, not even daring to blink his eyes.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, everything in front of you will become a scene of a horror movie.

He held his breath.

I am afraid that the heavy breathing will disturb the beauty that has just been found, and will disappear with the sound of his heavy breathing, turning into a mirage.

Outside the iron gate, a pair of young people who came back late were talking and laughing as they opened the door.

The iron lock hit the iron door, and in the night, there was a loud crashing sound.

The voices of joking and laughing stopped abruptly, and turned into the voices of girls scolding coquettishly, and the voices of boys begging for mercy...

The iron door was pushed open with a creak, and then closed with a creak.

After the sound of locking the door, the sound of footsteps gradually disappearing...

Su Cheng moved his stiff neck slightly. It was a cold day and he was wearing very thin clothes, but a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his body.

He felt that he should do something. Standing like this, he would always stand in anxiety.

Going forward is fear...

To back off is to doubt...

Su Cheng took several deep breaths before walking over slowly.

He didn't notice at all that his strange posture with the same hands and feet.

No one in the house!

Su Cheng was stunned. For a moment, he felt that he must be dreaming. It was late at night, and Chen Xiuping was not sleeping on the bed. Maybe he could still...

Yes, yes, maybe in the toilet.

Su Cheng turned around and walked towards the toilet, his posture was as stiff as a zombie played in an old movie many years ago.

Still no one in the toilet.

Then... ah, and the kitchen, maybe I was hungry in the middle of the night.

But the kitchen is still dark, nothing.

Where's the wardrobe?

under the bed……

And, and...

no, no, nowhere...

Su Cheng fell into an ice cellar.

The darkness that surrounded him in the past has already receded.

At this moment, however, he suddenly gained great momentum, baring his teeth and claws, making a comeback.

It was as if the actual darkness gathered into a sword, turned into a knife, turned into an arrow... easily cut a wound on Su Cheng's body, and the coldness continued to squeeze into the body along the wound.

Su Cheng could hardly stand still, and great fear enveloped him.

My brain hurts like it's about to explode.

The heart is squeezed by invisible hands.

If, if mother is gone...

"But mom doesn't want me anymore."

The childish voice echoed in my ears, and the fear changed from a slow tide to a monstrous wave.

Su Cheng covered his ears.

No, no, no...

Chen Xiuping wouldn't want to abandon her, he was her favorite little baby.

Like a stubborn child, Su Cheng drove away the disturbing adult in his mind.

Obviously, the feet have started to weaken, and the body seems to have been hit, shaking like chaff, but stubbornly holding on to the things around him that can be supported.

He stumbled and ran out of the door, and at the moment when the corridor lights came on, he noticed the closed door opposite him.

"Aunt Zhao..."

"Open... the door..."

The voice was like being strangled by the neck, with the meaning of hesitation and calling for help.

The knock on the door was intermittent, like a dying struggle.

After a while, the door was opened a crack.

Aunt Zhao stood in the crack of the door and looked out. Seeing Su Cheng's appearance, she was startled. She hurriedly wanted to reach out for a hand, but retracted her hand reflexively.

"What, what's wrong?"

The moment he saw Aunt Zhao, Su Cheng seemed to have a backbone.

"Mother,"

He licked his dry, cracked and purple lips, his teeth were chattering, and the strength he mustered was released because of relaxation, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out three words from the depths of his throat.

"Gone."

Aunt Zhao was taken aback, and only then did she understand what Su Cheng meant by abolishing the boss's spirit.

She opened the door and walked quickly into Su Cheng's house.

It's not that he doesn't believe Su Cheng, it's that he doesn't believe why Chen Xiuping disappeared.

The house was searched again.

Su Cheng was like a helpless child, following behind Aunt Zhao listlessly, his body seemed to be gasping for breath, but his face was full of grievances.

Not in the house, really not.

Aunt Zhao's mind was buzzing, she rubbed her temples, her face was extremely ugly, she staggered to the small dining table, and sat down gropingly.

With slightly cloudy eyes, he stared blankly at the table.

How to explain to Su Cheng?

When he went out at noon, he came over to check, and he was lying in the house.

Su Cheng also came over, squatting at Aunt Zhao's feet with a dull expression, like a pet that has been separated from its owner.

Quiet and well-behaved.

It's not that the two are not in a hurry, but they can't think of it at all.

As far as Chen Xiuping's symptoms are concerned, she has lived here for more than ten years, and her activities are limited to this hut. Apart from here, where else can she go.

The room was quiet, and the greasy smell on the dining table permeated the air. Su Cheng couldn't help it, and sneezed.

"Go change your clothes, let's go out and look for them."

Aunt Zhao's voice tightened, as if she had finally regained her senses.

Su Cheng rubbed his nose, suddenly tilted his body, and fell limply to the ground.

Aunt Zhao was frightened again, and hurried to drag him away, but before he touched Su Cheng, he opened his eyes by himself.

Those eyes were deep and dark, fixedly staring at Aunt Zhao's wrinkled hands.

Aunt Zhao felt chilled for no reason, and quickly withdrew her hand back.

Su Cheng grinned, his smile was indifferent and weird, and he got up.

"I'm going to change clothes. Think about it, is there anything missing?"

The voice was light and fluttering, like stepping on clouds, and it couldn't fall into place.

Aunt Zhao's heart was like a wave, and she just watched Su Cheng get into the curtain pulled up by the bed sheet.

There was a rustle.

Aunt Zhao started to stay in a daze again.

Su Cheng flipped through the few clothes beside the bed.

Somewhat disgusted, she tugged at it, and finally chose two thicker T-shirts to wear on her body, and found a black jacket at the bottom, and the pants were also black.

Tsk, all TMs are all black.

Su Cheng frowned. Not long ago, he seemed to be envious of such a dress.

As if in a sweet dream.

Speaking of which, why did I choose black?

It seems to be because I think this color is the most suitable for my state of mind. Of course, it may also be because I feel that black is more resistant to dirt and work.

So, what about Ren Xinyi who also often wears all black?

Is it at a certain moment, like myself, that dark colors are more suitable for me?

Or, in his heart, he is actually the same as himself.

This strange thought flashed through my mind.

Quickly changed clothes, folded the hospital gown and threw it on the bedside.

Just as he was about to lift the curtain and go out, his eyes fell to the side of the pillow again, and there was a piece of luminous stickers that fell out at some point.

It is the smallest of those big and small, only the size of a thumb.

Su Cheng pinched the luminous stickers, his eyes brightened for a moment, but soon dimmed again.

"Xiao Cheng, have you changed your clothes yet?"

Aunt Zhao's hoarse voice interrupted Su Cheng's thoughts, he bit the inner wall of his lower lip, and slipped the luminous sticker into his pocket.

"All right."

Su Cheng responded and walked out.

Aunt Zhao was rubbing her hands again, and when she saw Su Cheng coming out, she was visibly nervous.

"I, I just remembered that yesterday afternoon, I saw Dr. Song in the hospital."

Su Cheng frowned.

"Just, just come to your house every month..."

If Song Zhe had gone to see his mother, she would have been discharged from the hospital.

Everything seemed to make sense.

Su Cheng grasped the phone with all his strength, and the case of the phone made a crisp sound.

"I'll go find him, you can wait at home at ease."

With that said, he went straight out the door.

There is Song Zhe's home address on his mobile phone, which was given by Song Zhe himself the last time we met.

Aunt Zhao was worried and followed to the door.

"Now is a society ruled by law, Song Zhe dare not do anything to me."

At most, he wanted to kill first and then attack, Su Cheng smiled.

"It's not about you, you know I'm going to find him."

He didn't finish, but Aunt Zhao already understood what he meant.

……

Song Zhe lived in a mid-range community called Rose Garden.

It was early morning when Su Cheng took a taxi there.

He is not a resident of the community, so he may need to register to enter at this moment.

Out of some psychology, Su Cheng didn't want to leave any traces at all, and asked the driver to stop the car after a long distance.

On the way here, he checked, and there are three gates in this community, east, west and north.

The north gate is the main gate, opposite is a big square, and outside is the main road.

The east and west gates are side entrances, and opposite the east gate is a medium-sized supermarket with a lot of people, while the west gate is shaded by trees.

The south side of the community is directly facing the river.

The least crowded at night and the shortest wall is Ximen.

It is estimated that in this era, thieves don't even consider climbing over the wall, and Su Cheng broke into the community without much effort.

This community occupies quite a large area. After entering, it took a while to find Song Zhe's building.

It is difficult to go upstairs quietly. Without a key card, the access control is difficult.

But today is lucky, Su Cheng is wandering at the door.

Thinking about calling Song Zhe, judging by Song Zhe's attitude, he must go to Chen Xiuping because he can't eat and wants revenge.

Now that he took the initiative to deliver it to the door, it was impossible for Song Zhe not to open the door.

But before he could find the phone, he saw a little brother who delivered food rushing over with a big bag of food in one hand and the phone in the other.

Before he got there, the door in front of Su Cheng opened with a "click".

The takeaway brother is still talking on the phone.

Su Cheng opened the door for him very naturally, and when the takeaway brother entered the corridor, he also walked in.

The two walked into the elevator one after the other.

The takeaway brother hung up the phone and glanced at Su Cheng.

It is probably because Su Cheng looks pure and good, he doesn't seem to have sneaked in to do bad things, and because the person helped him just now, he pursed his lips and nodded at Su Cheng.

Su Cheng smiled back.

Two dimples appeared on the cheeks, and the corners of the upturned eyes evoked a seductive arc, revealing a kind of charming charm in the innocence.

For some reason, the takeaway brother blushed and his heart beat.

The author has something to say: the mentality of the takeaway brother.

How can a steel straight man like me like men→Hey, this little brother looks so cute→Ah, the little brother looks good when he smiles→Fuck, I’m in love! ! !