Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

Boom—boom—

"Oh, what's going on here."

Xu Huifang cut off the power, looked out of the window in horror at the suddenly darkened sky, the raindrops the size of hailstones hit the glass heavily, and there was a tragic momentum of shattering jade and stone.

The leaves of the banana trees in the courtyard were covered with a thick layer of water droplets, which made them unable to straighten their waists. In the fog and rain, they could not see clearly; a few centimeters of rainwater accumulated on the road, and the narrow drains were forced to open. Water whirlpools opened one after another, and a small ant was picked up on the leaves scattered by the water, rolling in circles to the vicinity of the turbine, and fell into the deep underground waterway by gravity.

"It was sunny just now, why did it suddenly rain?"

she said gloomily.

Meng Jianguo came down from the stairs, with a towel hanging around his neck and a toothbrush in his mouth, "The weather report doesn't mean that there will be occasional heavy thunder, er, rain—"

"Okay, okay," Xu Huifang was very disgusted, "Can you spit out the scum in your mouth before we talk?"

Meng Jianguo had no choice but to get into the bathroom in disgrace, and when he came out a few minutes later he was clean-shaven.

"I don't think you should go to the company in this weather, and make an announcement for everyone to pay attention to later."

Xu Huifang worriedly listened to the loud thunder outside the window, "It's too dangerous to travel in this weather."

"Okay, I'll post it right away." Meng Jianguo sat down at the dining table, put one hand on his wife's shoulders, and typed with the other, "I'll stay at home with you and your children today. Traveling in heavy rain...it's dangerous...be careful...well, It's over."

"Okay." Xu Huifang nodded, and then she was relieved, "Then I'll ask Xiao Ya to come over for breakfast—"

Before the words were finished, the sound of procrastinating footsteps sounded from the stairs. Meng Xi came down with a messy head, wearing a loose pajamas, pulling slippers, and never forgetting to look at his phone while walking.

"Little Ya, come over to eat."

"Ang, here we come."

After Meng Xi agreed, he walked to the sofa and sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and started flipping through his phone again.

If the child is disobedient, the mother can't say anything, so only the father can appear on the stage.

Meng Jianguo rolled up his sleeves, and was about to drag him to the dining table, when he suddenly scrolled to his WeChat chat page, and at a glance, it was full of a bunch of green bubble boxes.

Being a father is also sensitive, he frowned, "Who are you chatting with?"

"No one." Meng Xi didn't pay attention to him at all, and only said a few perfunctory words, "I'll check something, you can eat first." "Hey you brat."

Meng Jianguo immediately lost his temper, "Who are you chatting with? You don't eat it when you are eating, and you throw it away after two or three bites when it gets cold. Are you looking for a beating—"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Xi suddenly stood up from the sofa, made a silent gesture, and walked out by the way while talking, "Dad, don't make noise, teach me later, I'll make a call. "

The living room at home was only this big, and it was still raining heavily outside, so Meng Xi took two steps back and put the phone to his ear.

The call was connected quickly.

"Hello? Aunt Zhao? I'm Xiaomeng."

Meng Xi said politely, "I'm sorry to bother you. That's why I haven't been able to contact Song Huai since last night. I want to ask if he is at home? Are you okay?"

Meng Jianguo immediately became angry when he heard the words, "Okay, you really are with Song—"

In the middle of shouting, I suddenly felt something was wrong and stopped by myself.

Meng Xi eagerly waited for the sound in his ears. He raised his hand to his mouth and bit his nails anxiously.

Song Huai also sent him a message yesterday morning, saying that he was going out to play with his father, and he might not be able to reply to the message, so he said yes.

Although there was no way to chat instantly, Song Huai took pictures of his breakfast in the morning and said that he had dismantled the camera of his mobile phone in the morning. In the afternoon he bought a new mobile phone and said that his father bought it for him. Then the two of them went to the planetarium. After he came out, he took a photo of the night scene of the food stall.

Then from nine o'clock in the evening, he and Song Huai officially broke off contact.

There was no reply to the message he sent, the text message was displayed as unread, the call was not answered, and when he called again at twelve o'clock, the phone was already turned off.

Meng Xi originally thought that he was too tired from playing, so he went home early and went to bed early. The phone may have run out of battery and forgot to charge it, but until now, it is already eight o'clock in the morning...

Song Huai still didn't return.

The phone is still down.

This is so abnormal.

After a while, Zhao Yulan's voice came from the receiver, "Xiao Meng, he hasn't come back yet. His father and I have been looking outside for more than an hour, and he just came home. I wanted to ask you just now. I don't know where he went."

Her voice sounded hoarse and haggard. It is not difficult to imagine a scene of a mother looking for her child in the early morning of pouring rain, calling for her child.

After Meng Xi heard her last word, his head suddenly buzzed. He pressed the center of his brows and hurriedly asked: "He is not here with me, what's going on, Auntie?? Didn't you still feel good yesterday?" "Yesterday It's been fine all night."

Zhao Yulan bent down to change into rain-soaked shoes, her lips were pale, and she didn't care about face and family ugliness at this time, and said directly, "We are still to blame for this. His father and I divorced a few days ago. I kept hiding it from him and wanted to find an opportunity to talk to him slowly. Yesterday his father took him to Ecui Mountain to watch the sunrise, so he told him about it. He probably felt uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything all the way. He went back to Lin'an with his father in the car."

"When we drove to the city square, it suddenly rained heavily. His father wanted to buy an umbrella, so he got out of the car for less than 5 minutes. When he came back, he disappeared—"

Zhao Yulan pressed her shoulder painfully. The rainy day and long-term running made her shoulder spondylitis recur, and her joints were painful.

"divorce……"

Meng Xi frowned and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Although I had a premonition, I couldn't confess to Song Huai like this. After finally getting close to my father for a while, I suddenly learned that my parents were divorced...

Who can stand this? ? ?

"Okay, I understand the situation."

Meng Xi pressed his slightly sore eye sockets, raised his hand to look at the time, and became more and more worried, "It's raining so heavily outside, and it's too dangerous to be outside with his cell phone turned off by himself. Let me go and compare the two of us." Look for someone in a place you are familiar with. You can find someone near the city square. It is best to ask the street vendors if they have seen him. Uncle, go to the police station to call the police to see if you can mobilize the monitoring nearby. The three of us Split up and call when the time comes."

Zhao Yulan had a helper, it was Meng Xi, she finally settled down, her voice was choked with sobs, "Thank you, Xiao Meng."

"By this time, don't be polite to me."

Meng Xi also felt uncomfortable listening, "This is what I should do."

After hanging up the phone, he grabbed the coat on the sofa, felt for the keys in his pocket, and rushed to the entrance to change his shoes and get an umbrella. After a while, Meng Jianguo was stunned for a long time before he followed his movements. Go up and stop people.

"What's going on?" He was confused, "It's raining so much outside, what are you doing out there?! Meng Xi!"

"Song Huai's parents got divorced. After he found out about this incident, he was in a bad mood, so he left."

Time was running out, and Meng Xi couldn't say too much. He didn't even care about which limited-edition football shoes he was wearing, and said quickly, "It's too dangerous for him to be outside alone, I have to go out to find him. "

"This--" Xu Huifang was stunned after hearing this, and hurried to persuade him, "But it's raining so much outside, we don't worry about you going out by yourself, the wind outside can break the tree, you just take it with you. What can such a small umbrella do?"

"How about this, let your dad drive with you to find someone." Xu Huifang hurriedly pulled her husband's sleeve, "At least this car can keep out some wind and rain, and your dad will follow you, so you can take care of things—"

Meng Xi paused with his hand when he pulled out his heel, "You're right."

Xu Huifang breathed a sigh of relief. Before she could calm down, Meng Xi suddenly said to herself, "This umbrella is useless at all. I have to wear a raincoat. It will be convenient for running."

Xu Huifang turned pale with shock, "Hey——"

"Mom, don't stop me," Meng Xi threw away the umbrella, and quickly rummaged through the raincoat in the closet, "Just use the two windshield wipers on the front window, you can't even see the fucking road clearly when you brush them back and forth. My eyes are not as good as mine, and the car is driving so fast, what if I don't see him squatting on the side of the road to hide from the rain??"

He was really anxious, panting heavily in his chest.

In the past, as long as his mother was at home, let alone how angry he was, he never said a single dirty word, for fear of dirtying his mother's ears.

Now I can't control my emotions at all.

No matter how much it rained outside, he felt anxious.

It's just windy and rainy. It's still the rush hour for work. I don't know how many vehicles are blocked on the road due to accumulated water. From time to time, two thunderbolts will fall outside the window, just in case it hits someone, in case...

He violently pulled out his raincoat, his palms tingling.

When he was about to go out, he was extraordinarily calm.

"I'll go to the places he often goes to find someone. Dad, you call the school and say that Song Huai is missing. Ask the security guards at the school to check the surveillance records of the entrance and exit gates, and ask the auntie of the dormitory to help check whether he has entered the dormitories. , and the classrooms, a few teachers who live in the teacher’s apartment have to go and search, and call me back if there is any news.”

Things have come to this point, Meng Jianguo can only do as he did, and said anxiously while making the phone call: "Don't go out in a hurry, just wait, I will change my raincoat after this call, and go out with you to find someone ..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Meng Xi had already tied his shoelaces, and opened his carved anti-theft door with a bang——

A familiar figure stood in front of him.

He was wearing black jeans, and only a thin white shirt on his upper body. Water seeped from head to toe, and his whole body was as wet as a piece of paper wet by water, pale and fragile.

Meng Xi looked down with trembling lips, and saw that he was stepping on a pair of very eye-catching limited-edition AJ sneakers with black and red color matching logo.

Song Huai raised his head, his eyelids were half drooped, his eyelashes were stained with a small patch of rain, like the front window of a car on a rainy day.

"Xiao Meng."

He could only call out his name, and then, like a tree trunk broken by the wind, it fell straight forward in an instant.

Song Huai's height is 185, and his weight is 132. At this moment, all his strength has been unloaded, like a heavy sandbag dropped by someone, falling down weakly and decadently.

At that moment, Meng Xi didn't have time to think about anything, and subconsciously put his arms around him, and the two of them fell to the floor half-kneeling out of inertia.

"Little Meng..."

His voice was so low, it seemed as though all his strength had been exhausted with just one sentence.

"I don't have a father anymore."

The author has something to say: the palm of my hand feels numb after writing...

Completed the amount that was interrupted a few days ago.