Yuanjia Road is narrow

Shen Yingxun's brain buzzed, and it took him a while to calm down and ask, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either. I heard from Yaming that he went out to answer a phone call and resigned when he came back. I can't persuade you. You also know that COEERT employees have always been free to stay and stay..."

"Okay!" Shen Yingxun was flustered, not in the mood to listen to him say more: "Where is Xiaoqian now?"

"I don't know, he handed over the things and left."

Shen Yingxun took a deep breath, "That's it first, goodbye."

Qian Yan couldn't get through on the phone, and Shen Yingxun couldn't sit still anymore, like an ant on a hot pot.

Who is calling?What will you say to him?Said he hit Wang Jian?Tell me about your job status?Or... his own past?

How would he react?Where might he be now?Which friend could he go to?

A series of question marks, but Shen Yingxun didn't know anything, and couldn't think about it.

Then he got up abruptly, grabbed the car keys and walked out, intending to find the person himself.

Keeping the person who may have been cold to him at the moment is the top priority.

What's more, it can be seen from Yangyang's matter, as long as it is beneficial to him, Qian Yan will really let go without hesitation.

When passing by Liang Xu's position, Shen Yingxun paused, and asked hopelessly, "Did your cousin contact you?"

Liang Xu was staring in a daze at the vacant place of the Investment Promotion Department in the corner of the office, and raised his head in surprise when he asked: "No, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, if he calls you, please let me know."

Fearing that he would come looking for him, Shen Yingxun waited patiently in the parking lot for half an hour, but after finding nothing, he went to COEERT again.

Naturally, there was no accident, and he caught up with the evening rush hour after get off work.

Shen Yingxun was driving in the slow traffic, even though it wasn't hot tomorrow, sweat was dripping from his forehead.

The city is neither big nor small.Where is he going to find someone?

A gust of cold wind blew by, he shivered, and suddenly remembered the situation when Yang Yang left with his biological father last winter.

With a turn of the steering wheel, he decisively drove towards the direction of the community.

It's a pity that he ran out of space again this time. The fitness equipment place is not as empty as it is in winter. Instead, there are several young mothers holding their children, or some elderly people, exercising or chatting there in twos and threes.

Shen Yingxun thumped the steering wheel anxiously, feeling nervous for no reason.

If Qian Yan left directly...or hid somewhere he couldn't see, and drank alcohol by himself regardless of his rotten stomach...something else happened...

Tortured enough by his own imagination, Shen Yingxun secretly cursed himself countless times, upset and irritable, decided to go upstairs to try his luck.

It was only when he stood at the door that he realized that he left the house key in the office in a hasty way.

He had no choice but to ring the doorbell several times.

I don't know if the doorbell sounded too low or no one was home at all, the door was closed tightly, and there was no movement.

Shen Yingxun closed his eyes, full of anxiety and worry that had nowhere to go, and finally vented his anger and kicked the iron gate that had no strength to fight back.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard the door lock ringing.

Shen Yingxun held his breath.

The door opened slowly, and the expression of the person inside was blank and innocent: "Why so early?"

Shen Yingxun suddenly became angry, remembering his impatience and fear all the way, and immediately asked: "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Qian Yan snorted, then took out his phone and looked at it again: "I didn't pay attention, it's out of battery."

Shen Yingxun stood where he was, breathing slightly heavily, and almost wished he could be picked up and spanked to be worthy of the torture he had just suffered.

Perhaps his eyes were too fierce and terrifying, Qian Yan shrank, took a step back, and said: "Come in first."

As soon as he entered the door, he could smell a strong smell of smoke filling the whole living room, making Shen Yingxun cough.His eyes fell on the pile of cigarette butts on the ashtray on the coffee table, he paused, and then he walked to the sofa and sat down.

It seems he still knows.

Shen Yingxun pondered, seeing Qian Yan was busy opening the window to get some air, and looking at his back, he saw the suitcase quietly placed in the room.

He stood up suddenly, and even his voice changed: "The surname is Qian, what do you mean?"

Qian Yan turned around suspiciously, and immediately understood: "The landlord told me today that the rent here is about to expire."

Shen Yingxun stared straight at him, "So?"

"So I have to tidy up and prepare to move. I rented a two-bedroom and one living room for Yangyang." Qian Yan paused and said, "Yangyang won't come back, and I... don't need to live in such a big house." House of."

Shen Yingxun almost gritted his teeth: "What about me?"

The expression on Qian Yan's face finally changed slightly, and he said after a while of silence, "I heard something today."

"Oh?" Shen Yingxun pretended to be stupid without changing his face: "What's the matter?"

Qian Yan obviously choked: "You shouldn't hit him."

Shen Yingxun replied without regret: "He should fight."

Qian Yan raised his voice slightly: "It's not worth it!"

The person who would never go against his will, let alone argue with him, made him worry for so long in vain, yet he didn't even ask the reason, just arguing with him for another person.Shen Yingxun was almost dizzy with anger, felt that he was about to lose his mind, and said coldly: "What? The rest of my love is gone, is my heart hurting?"

Qian Yan's face paled a little.

Shen Yingxun immediately regretted it. How could he not understand that the other party cared about him, but he just couldn't restrain the unreasonable sourness.He coughed angrily. He was about to say something to change the subject, but Qian Yan said quietly: "At least when Wang Jian was with me, he never thought about others."

Shen Yingxun looked at him with wide eyes as if struck by lightning.

He never thought that with Qian Yan's usual temperament, there would be a day when he would speak so bluntly and without leaving any room for him.

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