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Ji Yanzhi was scared out of his wits, put on his clothes tremblingly, and went out in the rain.

His head was in a mess.

The hands holding the car keys were shaking.

Fang Zhi is gone...

What does Fang Zhi disappear?

Did something happen to him, or... left by himself?

Ji Yanzhi drove the car, speeding on the deserted road in the middle of the night, and I don't know how many red lights he ran through before he finally arrived at Fang Zhi's apartment in the suburbs.

He ran upstairs out of breath.

Yang Jie squatted at the door, frowning and smoking.

A pile of cigarette butts and cigarette butts underfoot.

Seeing Ji Yanzhi coming, he hurriedly pinched his cigarette butt, stood up: "Mr. Ji, you are here."

Ji Yanzhi was very anxious: "What's going on? Did you find someone?"

Yang Jie's eyes were bloodshot, and he shook his head exhaustedly: "No, brother Zhi left by himself... I don't even know where he went."

This morning, he came to the apartment to look for Fang Zhi, only to find that he was not there. He thought it was something to go out, and he didn't take it seriously at first, but at night, Fang Zhi still had no news, and his mobile phone could not be reached. I panicked.

After asking around, they all said they hadn't seen Fang Zhi.

He searched for the whole night, but he was really helpless, so he called Ji Yanzhi.

Ji Yanzhi's breathing tightened, his eyes were forced to turn red, he grabbed Yang Jie's collar, his voice trembling: "Are you sure he left by himself? If not! What if something happened to him? "

In case he had a depression attack outside, he couldn't think about it for a while...

Yang Jie's face was pale, and he tremblingly said: "He took Tongtong away."

Ji Yanzhi's pupils suddenly dilated: "What?"

Yang Jie's eyes were red: "I went to Tongtong's school to ask about it. Brother Zhi expelled Tongtong from school, and he left a letter..."

They couldn't find Fang Zhi.

If he really wanted to hide, maybe they would never find him for the rest of their lives.

Ji Yanzhi tightened his breathing a little bit, he couldn't describe in words how uncomfortable he was at the moment.

While he was still struggling with whether his love for Fang Zhi was out of pity or residual liking, Fang Zhi had quickly packed up his burden and escaped from his world completely.

There was a faint cry from the apartment.

Ji Yanzhi raised his eyes and looked over: "Is anyone there?"

Yang Jie looked back, "It's Brother Zhi's parents."

Ji Yanzhi was stunned for a moment, then lifted his foot and walked gently into the apartment.

Tao Jiafang sat on the sofa, lowered her head, and wept softly.

Fang Zhi's father frowned and remained silent.

This pampered couple seemed to have aged ten years in the past six months, and even their temples had gray hair.

A deep sourness surged in Ji Yanzhi's heart.

He couldn't forget Tao Jiafang's ridicule and contempt for him in the past. He was not interested in what Tao Jiafang did, but Fang Zhi was filial.

Tao Jiafang cried even more when she saw Ji Yanzhi.

Seeing a piece of letter paper on the coffee table, Ji Yanzhi quickly walked over to pick it up.

It was written in Fang Zhi's beautiful handwriting that he was familiar with——

【Dad, Mom, I'm going to start over in another city. Here, I always feel out of breath and uncomfortable. There is a dark shadow haunting me all the time. Maybe changing to a new environment will have some effect on my illness. Good thing, don't worry about me, I will eat well, sleep well, and take medicine.There is a bank card in the drawer of my room, which contains your pension money. 】

[I have been self-willed since I was a child, and now I am so old, I still need you to worry about me, causing you to be laughed at by your relatives and friends, and when you go out, you will be poked and pointed at the spine. It is my son who is unfilial. The burden, so that you can enjoy your old age and set a good example for Tongtong, learn to be a good father. 】

[You don't want to go to Brother Yan either, I dreamed of him last night, he was so pretty smiling at me with sparkles.In the past six months, I have asked myself every day, have I really given up?Have you given up?The answer is... I don't know.Every time I say give up, my heart hurts very much.At the end of the pain, I didn't dare to think about it anymore.But no matter what the answer is, the fact is that I can't give brother Yan a bright future at all. 】

[Dad, Mom, I know you are worried about me. Since my accident, you always want to go to him and ask him to come and see me. It’s really unnecessary. What I suffer from is depression, and he’s not a medicine. He can help me what?Moreover, I was the one who was sorry for him. Now that he has finally managed to move forward, we can't drag him back, it's too wicked. 】

【Dad, Mom, I assure you that nothing will happen to me, otherwise I wouldn't take Tongtong away. After I settle down, I will contact you as soon as possible.don't read. 】

[Fang holds his own handwriting. 】

Looking at the signature on the paper, Ji Yanzhi's heart tightened involuntarily.

Every word on this letter looks so calm and breezy, and people who don't know it will really think that Fang Zhi has figured it out and will start a new life from now on.

But Ji Yanzhi didn't believe a word.

At the time of the divorce, he also agreed to him in the same way, but what happened later?

He messed up his life.

If he hadn't bumped into Fang Zhi accidentally, and chased Yang Jie to ask him what happened, he might still be living in Fang Zhi's lies.

Ji Yanzhi held the letter tightly, and the thin paper was almost crushed by himself.

After a long time, he put down the letter, turned around and went to Fang Zhi's room.

His room hadn't changed much from the last time he was here.

There are still thousands of paper cranes all over the ground.

Ji Yanzhi looked down at his feet, stared blankly for a long time, then bent down, picked up a few gently, then sat down by the bed, and took apart the paper cranes one by one——

As expected, Fang Zhi wrote words in each of the paper cranes.

【Dreamed about him last night. 】

[I still like him very much, so I will like him forever. 】

[Insomnia, I can't even dream of him. 】

[I don't want to take medicine. 】

[I hurt myself again today, so I can't be discovered by them. 】

Ji Yanzhi only took one look at the last paper crane, and his heart froze.

It was a painting by Fang Zhi. Two adults were holding a little girl in a skirt between them.

On the colored paper, there were a few tears, and the ink was smudged.

Ji Yanzhi's lungs were tightly clenched, and his eyes were blurred with tears.

He didn't know what Fang Zhi was thinking at that time...

Are you silently weeping in front of this painting?

He couldn't imagine such a scene. When he thought that Fang Zhi was in this dark room, suffering pain and suffering that no one else could understand, his heart couldn't stop sobbing.

Ji Yanzhi gritted his teeth, and with trembling fingers, he folded the paper crane gently, and then carefully stuffed it into his pocket.

……

From that day on, Ji Yanzhi suddenly had no news of Fang Zhi.

No matter how he and Yang Jie sent people to search, to nearby cities, to various places where Fang Zhi might go, they found nothing.

The world is so big, if you want to find someone who wants to hide, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Ji Yanzhi felt his heart was empty all the time, as if an important piece had been dug away. No matter how hard he worked, the feeling of uneasiness and anxiety still surrounded him all the time.

He woke up several times in the middle of the night, and was even frightened by the ringing of his mobile phone for a short period of time.

He was afraid of receiving a call from Fang Zhi that something happened.

Afraid that someone would tell him where the body was found and ask him to claim it.

The anxious days are gone in a blink of an eye, and the New Year is in the blink of an eye.

Bai Yueyue's hometown is in the Northeast, so Ji Yanzhi gave her a holiday early on. He was alone and had nowhere to go after the New Year. Although many directors and celebrity colleagues invited him to celebrate the New Year with him, Ji Yanzhi refused.

He still doesn't like being crowded with too many people.

It always makes him feel uneasy and nervous about being watched and watched.

On New Year's Eve, Ji Yanzhi cooked a few random dishes at home, took a bottle of wine, and went to the cemetery to visit his mother.

It was Chinese New Year, there was no one in the cemetery, and there was chilly air everywhere.

Ji Yanzhi poured a glass of wine, kowtowed three times to his mother, and then said: "Mom, my life is getting better and better now. I won the award again in my last movie, the double award of the movie king and actor, and the Internet is full of praises for me." of."

"You used to say that bitterness comes first and sweetness comes first. After the hard times are over, the days will be sweet." Ji Yanzhi paused, and suddenly shook his head with a wry smile: "But now I have a successful career, I am sought after by thousands of people, and I live in a mansion. Driving a luxury car, my heart... still feels very bitter."

"Mom, why are you so tired these days?"

Ji Yanzhi sniffed and laughed twice: "Ham, don't say such frustrating words during the Chinese New Year today, lest you worry about it down there. I know what you want to say. I'm in my thirties. I should find someone , It has stabilized. I am looking for it. Around this year, people have introduced me to three or four. All of them are good men with successful careers, tall and handsome."

He paused for a few more seconds, frowned, and said in a hoarse voice: "... But I always feel that something is missing. They are all good, but all of them... are not what I want. Mom, I don't know, I What do you want..."

There is no wave in the calm heart, as if dead,

The depths of his heart were torn open, and the black hole swallowed him whole.

Ji Yanzhi stayed with his mother for two hours before leaving.

As soon as he returned to his apartment, he saw a familiar person standing at the door.

It was Fang Zhi's mother, Tao Jiafang.

Ji Yanzhi was stunned: he nodded to her politely; "Why are you here?"

Tao Jiafang smiled nervously, "I...made some dumplings at home, and thought about sending them to you. For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, eat some dumplings and have fun. I wish you a prosperous year ahead."

Sure enough, she was carrying an insulated box in her hand.

Of course Ji Yanzhi couldn't refuse, he stepped forward to open the door and invited Tao Jiafang in.

"The house is chaotic, you can sit wherever you want."

Tao Jiafang smiled embarrassingly; "I won't sit down, I'll go back right away. Fang Zhi's father and I made these dumplings by ourselves. The stuffing is pork and cabbage. I don't know if you like it or not."

Ji Yanzhi: "Thank you, Auntie, for remembering me."

Tao Jiafang's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, "It's okay, it's okay...I just hope that Xiaozhi is outside alone, and someone can give him a bowl of dumplings, so that he can have a good New Year..."