Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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As soon as he went out, he found that He Yang had brought back the schoolbag he had brought in the morning at some point, and left it at the door, leaning against the corner alone.

Fang Cheng casually threw the schoolbag into the house and locked the door.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled the earth like broken gold leaf.He walked on the golden light, turned around with ease, and went to He Yan's house and knocked on the door.

There was no response to knocking once, and still no response to knocking twice... Five minutes passed, and there was still no movement inside.

Fang Cheng couldn't help becoming nervous, and slapped the door loudly: "He Yan? Are you still there?"

"He alder!"

No, something is wrong.

Even if He Yan didn't want to talk to him, he shouldn't have been silent for so long.

Fang Cheng frowned, walked around to the south of the building from the outside, and looked in through the window of He Yang's house.

He Yan's house is on the first floor, the windows are not locked, and there are no anti-theft windows outside.He first supported his body with his arms to open the window, and then jumped in easily.

Fang Cheng hurriedly searched the house, there was no living room, no bedroom, no bathroom...all the rooms were empty, he even opened the closet one by one, but there was no one else in the whole house except him of.

Fang Cheng gritted his teeth, feeling as if a handful of withered, yellow and messy weeds had grown in his mind. He wished to uproot them and set them on fire, which made him irritated and collapsed.

He tried his best to calm his breathing, thinking about where He Yan was going.

He has no mobile phone, no family, and school is closed on Saturdays... where can he go?

Could it be the aunt who came to see him?

Fang Cheng was even more worried when he recalled He Wei's expression of "the visitor was not kind" when he came to find He Cheng.

He wanted to climb out of the window sill again, but just as he stepped on the window sill, a high-pitched and loud scream came from a distance: "Ah, there are thieves!"

Fang Cheng was caught off guard by the sound and was startled by the sound. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his back in an instant. He didn't pay attention to his feet. He tripped over the protruding window lattice and fell straight from a height of more than one meter. His shoulders landed on the ground outside the wall. In the green belt, the body lost its balance and crashed into the dilapidated white wall of the building.

There was a sudden heavy pain on his forehead, and his brain turned over in his skull like a jelly.

"Hiss..."

Fang Cheng was in a trance for a while, and when the dizziness in his brain stopped, his eyelashes dyed by the white wall ash trembled, and a cloud of dust fell down, before he managed to open his eyes.

His slack eyes blinked, his eyes gradually focused, and a dark red trace hidden between the stone and the wall broke into his eyes.

Like...dried blood?

He was hit on the forehead, his thinking was slow, and before he could figure out why, the owner of the scream finally arrived late.

A plump, middle-aged woman over half a century old came running out of breath, "Small, thief, wait until I call someone to catch you!"

Fang Cheng endured the pain on his forehead, propped himself up and sat up, looked up at the person who came, and asked in a daze, "Aunt Jinxi?"

Aunt Jin Xi was also taken aback: "Little classmate? Why are you here to steal?"

Fang Cheng leaned on the wall and stood up, his hair was also covered with wall dust, as if a strand of white hair was dyed, just to cover the wound from being knocked out: "No. This is my classmate's house, I can't find him, it's a bit I was worried so I went in and took a look."

Aunt Jin Xi helped him out of the green belt with a worried expression on her face, "He Yan? Are you friends with him?"

"Well. The two of us came here after a quarrel, so we can't find him."

She was shocked for a moment, and then the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened, and she said pleasantly: "He has made friends, that's great!"

Fang Cheng also smiled slightly, "Well, I was just about to ask him to apologize."

Aunt Jin Xi suddenly thought of something, and clapped her hands suddenly: "By the way, you are the kid who asked me about He Cheng during the winter vacation!"

"It's me, you just recognized it."

"No!"

When Fang Cheng first moved here, school hadn’t started yet, so he visited all the supermarkets in front of the school. This aunt was the proprietress of one of the stores. The name of their store was Jin Xi, so the students called her Aunt Jin Xi. .

Aunt Jin Xi glanced at the half-opened window of He Yan's house, and the worry on her brows was fully revealed, "He Yan has not been here for a few years, and he has experienced a lot. It is not easy for you to make friends with him."

"He's fine, and I like him very much. It's just that he doesn't know where he's gone now, and I'm worried." Fang Cheng grabbed Aunt Jin Xi's sleeve: "Auntie, do you know where his aunt's house is? Maybe he went to His aunt's home."

The woman shook her head slowly, with a gloomy expression, "No." She pondered for a moment, "Go to the Shuyun Orphanage and look for it. That's where the police found him when something happened to his house. I'll go Ask the neighborhood committee to see if we can adjust the monitoring, the child is not in a good state of mind, so don't let anything happen again."

"Okay! Thank you, Auntie!"

"Go, be careful on the road."

Fang Cheng hurriedly took a taxi to Shuyun Orphanage.The sky in early summer darkened very slowly. When he arrived at the orphanage, the sky just changed from gold to a combination of pink, purple and orange.

The first time is raw, the second time is cooked.This is already his second visit to the orphanage.On the iron gate outside the small courtyard, a rusty lock was hanging precariously on the keyhole of the iron gate.

The lock was open, and there was still a trace of rolling at the bottom of the brand new iron door on the dry dirt.

Fang Cheng breathed out a foul breath, looked up at the gray blue sky above his head, and the brilliant glow revealed by the western horizon seemed to be a different world.

He pushed open the iron door, and the dry hinge made an ear-piercing "squeak", and the bungalows in the courtyard were as silent as dead.

Fang Cheng found the window that was unlocked last time, and easily flipped through it.

No one has been here for a long time, a thick layer of dust has deposited on the ground, and the light in the room is very dark. He turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to illuminate a series of clear footprints on the ground.

Alder He is really here!

Fang Cheng was sure that the footprints belonged to He Yang, because he wanted to buy shoes for He Yang, and he had secretly looked at the shoe size on the soles of his feet, and memorized the prints on the soles of his shoes.

Following the footprints, Fang Cheng came to the door of the archives room.

He knocked on the door, let the light in first, and then poked his head in lightly, "He Yan? Are you there?"

No one responded, but faint rustling sounds came from a corner.

Fang Cheng walked towards the corner, and a trapped beast curled up in the corner appeared under the light.

He squatted down and lifted He Yan's head buried between his knees.

Those light-colored eyes were bloodshot, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his pale lips were chapped and peeled, and there were clearly visible tooth marks on them.

Fang Cheng patted his head, and his tone was so soft that it seemed to be whispering in his sleep: "Why did you come here?"

He Yan has claustrophobia, staying in this kind of place must be extremely uncomfortable.