forgotten island

"What do you mean missing! What do you mean missing?" Zhang Chengyi stretched out his hand and grabbed Ji Jing's collar, "What do you mean missing?"

Ji Jing looked at the slightly distorted person in front of him, and smiled mockingly: "Zhang Chengyi, don't you even understand that you're gone? If you're gone, you can't find it." After speaking, he pushed Zhang Chengyi away without the slightest hesitation.

Zhang Chengyi staggered back a step, then subconsciously walked towards the door.

Unexpectedly, Ji Jing beside him said: "No need to go, I went to his house, the cello is gone."

As soon as Zhang Chengyi's footsteps stopped, the valuable watch on his wrist made a steady ticking sound. Zhang Chengyi stood for a moment, then turned around stiffly, and looked at Ji Jing thoughtfully, as if in this short period of time. While turning around, Zhang Chengyi grabbed something that could give him a breather, his face softened slightly: "Is it really because of me that Nanqing disappeared?"

Ji Jing, who was originally looking normal, changed his face.

"Nan Qing has very few friends, and she doesn't want to lose any of them. Ji Jing, did Nan Qing really leave because of me?"

Ji Jing's fingers moved subconsciously. How could he be so smart not to know the reason for Nan Qing's departure? He also clearly knew that part of it must have something to do with him, but he didn't want to admit it, so he had to point the finger at someone who didn't know anything for the time being. Zhang Chengyi.But he underestimated Zhang Chengyi's understanding of Nan Qing.

He never thought that Zhang Chengyi, who never cared about Nan Qing, could analyze Nan Qing's heart so straightforwardly.

"So what is your qualification to come to my office so angry and point fingers at me? Aren't you also the reason for his departure? It's not that you are forcing him to accept your liking for him. From a certain point of view you are the same with me."

The two were ready to go, pointing fingers at each other, neither of them was willing to back down, nor was they willing to admit that they had pushed Nan Qing into this situation.Irrational emotions have long been permeated, and the pretended calm is cracked bit by bit in the words of mutual self-blame.

No one knows who started the fight first, and the scuffle was disorderly. This time it was not at Nanqing's house, and there was no Nanqing's obstruction. The fight was much more fierce than last time, until the teacup on the tea table fell on There was a loud noise on the ground, and the secretary outside the door hurried in with the security guard.

The security guards took a lot of effort to separate the two people, and both of them lost a lot of blood.The secretary calmly called the family doctor. After the fight, the two became much more rational. They sat on both sides of the sofa, with heavy faces, and let the doctor treat the wound.

The two of them calmed down, and the first thing they did was to look for Nan Qing's whereabouts.

I don't know if it's because it hurts too much or something is on his mind, Zhang Chengyi frowned tightly: "Go and find out where Nanqing is now, including the airport, high-speed railway station, railway station, and intercity trains."

The secretary stood aside respectfully and listened to Zhang Chengyi's instructions, and left the office after Zhang Chengyi finished explaining.

Ji Jing was also fiddling with his mobile phone with his head down. He didn't have such a large social circle as Zhang Chengyi, but he had many music friends. Nan Qing liked music so much, it was hard to guarantee that he would engage in music work after changing places.

After the wound was treated, Ji Jing left without saying a word.

With a face full of injuries, Zhang Chengyi went to Nanqing's house immediately after finishing his work. Even though Ji Jing clearly said that Nanqing was gone, he still wanted to go and see for himself, but the door was unlocked when he arrived. It made him ecstatic, thinking that it was Nan Qing who came back, but when he walked in and circled around, the sense of joy gradually faded, and it turned out that it was very likely that Ji Jing forgot to close the door.

He looked at the empty house, and his throat was a little sore. It wasn't long after Nanqing left, and the house was still full of life, and even the smell of Nanqing remained in the bedroom. The house gave people a feeling that they were still waiting for the owner to come back. The illusion, as if Nanqing just went downstairs to take out the trash.

Zhang Chengyi slumped on the sofa a little weakly, his eyelids were a little hot, he could only close his eyes to relieve this feeling, and sat silently in a quiet room for a long time.Zhang Chengyi kept a posture motionless, he didn't know what he was thinking, his whole body seemed to be stiff, there was no reaction, and those who didn't know thought he was asleep.

It took a long time before he started to move, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then as if he remembered something, he almost hurriedly stood up from the sofa, and then ran towards the door in chaotic steps, not forgetting Close the door for Nanqing.

Zhang Chengyi almost drove the car home. When he got out of the car, he did not go to the house, but to the garden. It was already dark, and the lights in the garden could not illuminate the whole yard. Zhang Chengyi ran to a place purposefully, and then Turn on the flashlight in the phone, kneel on the ground and start looking for things, he is wearing a suit, this posture looks out of place and very funny.

He just restored the appearance of the courtyard when Nanqing was still there, but the seeds sown did not grow up so fast, and Zhang Chengyi did not find servants to beat up the garden and the house after Nanqing left. He felt that outsiders would come in. A certain balance was destroyed, so the huge courtyard and tall villas increased the sense of loneliness at this moment, and the dead grass that no one took care of also brought huge troubles to Zhang Chengyi's search for things.

Time passed by, Zhang Chengyi was still kneeling stubbornly, his hands were full of mud, and there were scratches from thorns that did not know when they grew, and his suit was also full of stains. His forehead had already begun to secrete a thin layer of sweat, and the exposed skin all over his body was flushed, as if he had been frozen.

"It's something, it's something." He muttered to himself, with obvious anxiety in his voice, "Why did it disappear, I remember I threw it here."

Zhang Chengyi was a little desperate, he was thinking why he threw the things Nan Qing gave him out of the window because of those so-called self-esteem.

He felt very stupid.

It only takes a few seconds to lose something, but it takes so long to find it.

The small halos of the flashlight appeared in circles on the grass. The dim and dim light standing in the courtyard did not play the role of lighting. Instead, it created a large shadow, which was cast by Zhang Chengyi on the grass. shadow on.

Just when Zhang Chengyi was about to collapse because he couldn't find anything, in a small corner, in the small circle of light illuminated by the flashlight, lay a thing that Zhang Chengyi had thrown away, and it was covered with a withered leaf , the unintentionally illuminated halo visibly trembled.The moment Zhang Chengyi saw it, he stood up and ran over. He stroked the leaves and quickly picked up the pocket watch from the ground.

The pocket watch has been discarded, rained, and snowed, and his body has long been scarred, rusted, and cracked glass. Zhang Chengyi looked at the pocket watch in his hand with some helplessness. One by one flashed through his mind, and he retracted his gaze in a daze.

This pocket watch looks very much like Nan Qing, and the traces on it seem to be what Nan Qing has suffered in the past few years, all of which he personally bestowed on Nan Qing.

Something was swaying in the eyes, like water.

Only at this moment did he fully understand what he had done to Nan Qing.

Something ran down his cheek.

Zhang Chengyi held the pocket watch tightly, the tears in his eyes could not stop flowing down, he held the pocket watch in a choked voice, saying sorry over and over again.

Even though Nan Qing had heard these three words before, the sorry at this time was the real sorry.

But it was too late, Nanqing couldn't hear it, so it didn't matter.

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