Mr. Yan, break up

Mr. Yan flaunted his wealth and showed off his wealth, as did his boyfriend, and finally went out with the ring contentedly.By the way, the florist at the door bought a handful of delicate roses by the way.

He excitedly called Song Chuan, and after the ring rang for a while, he was hung up directly.

"Still angry," Yan Jingting sighed at the blacked-out screen, and fiddled with the bright red flower in his hand. There were still drops of water on the petals, which were crystal clear. Following the strength of Yan Jingting's fiddle, it slid into the core of the flower. Li, "Whether I can go in and sleep tonight depends on you."

Yan Jingting hugged the flowers and ran all the way, along the familiar path, he turned a corner, because he ran in a hurry, he didn't pay attention to his feet, and kicked the milk tea cup on the ground.The plastic cup slid a long way on the ground, and the dripping milk tea accidentally splashed Yan Jingting's shoe.

He was secretly unhappy for a moment, but it was only for a moment, the joy of returning home had already covered up this little episode, and it was not enough to affect his mood at all.The milk tea cup gurgled into the darkness and fell into the nearby grass.It couldn't speak, couldn't speak, it could only watch the hurried man leaving hurriedly with a bouquet of roses, his face full of joy that couldn't be concealed.

Yan Jingting rushed to the door of the house. He straightened his clothes, smoothed his frizzy hair, and tidied up the flowers in his arms that were blown away by the wind because of running too fast. The ring box is definitely still there.He let out a long breath, licked his dry lips, and finally knocked on the closed door.

As time passed, Yan Jingting's heart was beating wildly, and he felt like he was going to rush out, and his palms were sweating from tension.

The time passed bit by bit, but there was no sign of the door opening at all.

Even if Song Chuan was angry, there was no need not to give him a chance.

Yan Jingting tapped on the door again: "Song Chuan?"

Still no sound.

He took out his mobile phone and called Song Chuan. There was a long silence on the phone, but he was still hung up.

"No..." Yan Jingting slammed on the door vigorously, "Song Chuan, I was wrong, you should open the door for me anyway, even if you don't want to answer a phone call, there's no need not to give it a chance, right?"

"Song Chuan?"

"Boy friend?"

"Honey?"

……

Yan Jingting called all the names he could think of, but still no one answered.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition flashed in his heart.

As soon as this premonition arose, it began to occupy his mind with an unstoppable force.Yan Jingting didn't care about other things, and ran all the way downstairs in a hurry to look up. Sure enough, the lights in Song Chuan's house were not on at all!

There's no one inside!

Not answering the phone, not at home, it was hard for him not to think about the dangerous situation.

The rose fell from his hand, and the carefully prepared flower lay lifeless on the ground, and he held it in the palm of his hand and cherished it just now, and now he flew away.

He ran to the park where he confessed to Song Chuan, still with the same dim lights, and still the same young lovers gathered together in the dark, everything was like that night, but the person in his heart was missing.

Yan Jingting asked all the living people he could catch, and even a couple who were about to fall in love and were about to be seated by the earth were interrupted by him without any taboo, but there was still no Song Chuan. whereabouts.

It's as if this person... evaporated out of thin air.

Yan Jingting sat on the bench. He made countless phone calls to Song Chuan, but was always hung up.

【Song Chuan, where have you been? 】

[Where did you go, I can't find you, don't joke with me, okay? 】

[I was wrong, I was really wrong, come back after playing enough, okay? 】

[You reply me a message, reply a message, let me know that you are safe, Song Chuan, you reply me a message. 】

[Don't scare me, you can beat me and scold me, don't worry me, okay? 】

……

I sent countless messages, all of which disappeared without a word.How much he hoped that this was just a childish joke made by Song Chuan, who was secretly watching him worried and at a loss, and then came out with a smile to laugh at himself.But Yan Jingting couldn't be more clear in his heart: Song Chuan is not such a childish person at all, he is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and he will never deliberately pretend to be missing, and make himself worry about such things.

The reason why Song Chuan didn't reply to the message could only be...he really disappeared.

The speculation in Yan Jingting's heart became more and more obvious, his heart sank again and again, and he had already sunk to the bottom.

He grabbed his hair and was desperately annoyed, if he didn't make Song Chuan angry, if he could keep Song Chuan and go with him, if...

Not that many ifs at all.

It's a foregone conclusion.

Yan Jingting pinched his hand fiercely, letting the pain save him from self-blame and annoyance.He has experienced so many years of business wars, and he is well versed in the fact that emotions can influence judgments. He must calm down now so that he can clear his mind.

Blood oozed from his fingertips, and the calmness in Yan Jingting's eyes suppressed the galloping hostility: Now that he has been missing for less than 24 hours, Yan Jingting can only look for it by himself, but he has only come to country Z not long ago, and his impression of this place is nothing but coffee. shops and parks, and simply nothing else.So where could Song Chuan go, and where could he disappear?

The memory went back in an instant, he searched bit by bit along the road from the cafe to his home, walked through the bustling commercial district, and in front of him was the narrow and almost deserted alley.There is only one street light here many meters away, and most of the roads are dim. With a little light from the surrounding residential buildings, you can only see the general road conditions clearly.

The swarthy eyes can't see the end. It has to be said that it is similar to the crime scene of the perverted murderer in the movie.

Why didn't he realize that this place was so dangerous?

Walk along the road bit by bit, while paying attention to the surrounding environment, try to find some clues from here.After turning a corner, he stepped into the pool of milk tea flowing out again, and made a sudden "pop" in the quiet space.

This small alley is surrounded by residential buildings, and each household cleans the front door every day. Many households will also put a trash can at the door to prevent people from throwing garbage.In addition, there are not many passers-by here, so the ground here is very clean, but this pool of milk tea is particularly abrupt.

Yan Jingting stared at the milk tea for a while, and suddenly remembered that when he passed by here for the first time, he seemed to kick something.

The milk tea cup rolled down, and the milk tea in the cup splashed out along the way. Yan Jingting followed the watermark and found the milk tea cup that fell in the grass.

Judging from the amount of water on the ground and the remaining amount of the milk tea cup, this cup of milk tea is hardly drunk.

Tossed without drinking, it was hard not to make him suspicious.

He wrote down the brand label on the milk tea cup, and found the nearest branch, which was in a shopping mall not far from the cafe.

When Yan Jingting entered, the milk tea shop was about to close. Several young ladies were taking off their work aprons, laughing and going out together, and happened to meet Yan Jingting who came.

With the handsome guy in front, even though the girls are tired, they can’t help but feel jealous, and the service attitude is full of enthusiasm: "Handsome guy, we are closing the store, if you want to buy milk tea, you can only come tomorrow~"

Yan Jingting didn't care about anything else at all, and he gave all the winking eyes that Miss Sister threw to ghosts, without even saying hello, he asked directly angrily: "About one to two hours ago, Has anyone come to buy milk tea?"

The young lady laughed when he asked this question: "Yes, the milk tea in our store is very popular, and many people come all the way to buy it."

How to find this, I have no idea at all, Yan Jingting's head is in a mess, since there are so many people coming and going in the store, where can he find it?

Seeing Yan Jingting's appearance, the young lady curled her lips, thinking that she had met a lunatic, and whispered: "Such a good-looking man is actually a little crazy."

The young ladies took a few glances at Yan Jingting, whispered to each other as they walked: "That's right, Mr. He is still good-looking. If you can marry someone like Mr. He, you will die of joy."

"Don't think about it, Mr. He definitely has a date. You didn't see that Mr. He came to the store to buy milk tea tonight. Once you buy it, you will get two cups. You can see that it is for your partner."

The sound of the words drifted to Yan Jingting's ears, and his whole body trembled suddenly.

"Who are you talking about?"

The young lady was taken aback. The man's scarlet eyes seemed to be able to kill people. She was so scared that she took a few steps back: "I said... I said, it's us Mr. He..."

"Boss He? Is it He Nai?!"

The young lady glanced at each other and said puzzledly: "Yes, our store is originally a branch of He's business, and I'm talking about the newly appointed Mr. He, why..."

Yan Jingting didn't care who owned their store at all, he only cared about Song Chuan now.

Yan Jingting's hands were trembling, he tried his best to lower his voice and asked, "Let me ask you, when did he come to buy milk tea?"

A young lady thought for a while: "It was about an hour ago, and he wanted to make it himself. We all guessed that he wanted to make it for his partner... huh?"

Before she finished speaking, the man rushed out.