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Yan Hao had never done anything as Yan Mingcheng's son. This was the first time he found Director Wang's number in the phone book and called him, calling him uncle.

Director Wang was a little surprised: "Xiao Hao, what's the matter?"

Yanhao told the story in a few words.

Director Wang replied without hesitation: "I will contact the police station immediately, and I will also send personnel from the General Administration."

Yanhao paid attention to Jiang Muxing who was on the phone under the eaves, and whispered: "It's best to arrange a psychologist."

Director Wang said yes: "You are very considerate."

"Uncle, this is my classmate's family matter. I hope that the media will not be disturbed, and there will be no rumors."

Yan Hao sighed: "If it is reported, I will have to ask my dad to come forward to suppress it. It will be another matter."

"Too many things will affect my studies. My third year of high school is a stressful year, don't you think so?"

Director Wang immediately gave a guarantee, very accommodating and straightforward: "Don't worry, I will explain it."

Yan Hao walked towards Jiang Muxing with an umbrella: "Then I will trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble." Director Wang said with a smile, "Xiao Hao, Fei Fei is going back to China at the end of the year, she always talks about you, come to my house for dinner when she is free."

Yan Hao put a few perfunctory words on his mouth, ended the call, and pursed his lips meaninglessly.

The previously disdainful side has moved out, and I don't feel wronged or disgusted.

As long as it can help Jiang Muxing.

-

Yan Hao walked to the edge of the roof and stopped, raised his umbrella to look at Jiang Muxing: "Is it Lao Ban's phone?"

Jiang Muxing: "Yes."

Yanhao pouted: "That is to say, you asked for leave, and the teacher notified the old class in class, and the old man called to ask."

Jiang Muxing strode into the rain, stretched out his hand and snatched away the umbrella, most of the umbrella surface was tilted towards Yan Hao: "Let's go, go take a taxi."

Yanhao knew that Jiang Muxing was worried about his mother's safety, so he didn't say anything else.

While waiting for the bus at the intersection, Yan Hao had a flash of inspiration: "Squad leader, does your mother miss you so much that she ran home by herself? Shall we go and have a look?"

Jiang Muxing looked at Yu: "I told her that the house is due to change."

Yan Hao's eyes lit up: "Then let's go to the apartment..."

Jiang Muxing interrupted: "She doesn't know my new residence."

Looking at his sharp profile, Yan Yan asked in deliberation, "Where's your father's graveyard? Is it possible that your mother went there?"

Jiang Muxing was indifferent for a moment: "There is no cemetery."

Yan Hao didn't understand: "What?"

Jiang Muxing seemed to twitch the corners of his lips, but he couldn't tell whether it was mocking, difficult, or meaningless.

"The ashes were scattered on the ground by my mother back then, and I swept them away."

Yan Hao heard the words, his face changed, and he didn't dare to speak.

"My mother can't see people who drink and gamble. She will get sick when she sees it. That's her cause."

Jiang Muxing seemed to be telling a story, he didn't get emotionally involved, he stayed out of the matter, and was very numb: "Because my dad ruined the house like that, costing his own life and killing me and my mother."

Yan Hao suffocated for a while: "It will get better."

He repeated and muttered: "Everything will be fine, there will be hope in life, there are many possibilities, the days are still long, isn't it monitor?"

Jiang Muxing looked down at him, and after a long time said in a low voice: "Come to my side."

Yan Hao instinctively leaned over.

-

Not long after getting in the car, Jiang Muxing retched a little.

The banquet was so good that I took it with my hands without even thinking about it.

Jiang Muxing didn't spit it out, but was confused by his actions: "You are stupid."

"Who is stupid? I'm not stupid, okay?" Yan Hao's ears turned red, "I'm in a hurry..."

When the car turned a corner, Yan Hao fell onto Jiang Muxing, and in desperation supported his leg, and quickly withdrew his hands back.

Jiang Muxing glanced at him: "Sit down."

Yan Hao put on the sitting posture of a primary school student, pretending to be calm: "It's okay."

Jiang Muxing: "..."

-

The bean-sized raindrops crackled on the car window, and the street view was divided, blurred and softened by streaks of clear and shallow water.

The radio in the car was broadcasting road conditions, and the driver was concentrating on driving.

Jiang Muxing leaned on the back of the chair, his brows were tightly frowned, and his complexion was very bad.

Yanhao rubbed his left hand against his right.

The muscles on Jiang Muxing's legs were so hard and powerful that he almost squeezed them twice.

When he was about to arrive at the destination, Yan Hao remembered to send a text message to his mother, saying that he was not at school and should not come to pick him up at noon.

Ni Qing texted back: What's wrong?

I didn't return after the banquet.

Ni Qing sent another text message: Can't tell mom?

Yan Hao thought that Director Wang would ask his father for credit, but he couldn't hide it from his family, so he typed a few words and typed: Say it at night.

Ni Qing didn't ask further: Then mom will cook you a big meal at night.

Yan Hao sent a smiling face: Good.

After a while, Ni Qing sent another message: Okay, tell me about Xiao Jiang's preferences. What does he like to eat?

Yan Hao glanced at Jiang Muxing, who had his eyes closed, motion sick and in a hurry, he must be suffering to death.

Being so handsome, and living so hard, he should be treated kindly by God...

-

The nursing home is stuck on the edge of the city, surrounded by a lot of green plants, it is a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers, it is a bit far from the road, and there are few cars.

It will be difficult to get a ride away on a rainy day.

Yan Hao looked around the terrain and environment through the rain curtain. If Jiang Muxing's mother went to the city, she must have followed a car. It might be a car from a nursing home, or a car from a visiting family member.

Looking at Jiang Muxing's face, one can imagine what his mother looks like, and her temperament should also be very good. As long as she thinks about it, there are indispensable resources that can be used.

If Jiang Muxing's mother didn't follow the car, it would be somewhere near the nursing home, not far away.

But no matter what the situation is, if a nursing home lets a mental patient sneak out, there are big problems in supervision.

It is too dangerous, both for patients themselves and society.

Yan Hao walked beside Jiang Muxing thinking wildly, and was led into his mother's ward by the welcoming nurse.

It is a single room.

Yan Hao was a little surprised, but more sad.

Jiang Muxing, a high school student, has to go to school, earn living expenses, and pay off debts. The expenses of the nursing home are undoubtedly worse, but he still allows his mother to live in a room alone.

Life doesn't know how hard it is.

Has Jiang Muxing thought about himself?What is the inner world like?

Is there light?There must be, right?

Yan Hao stood against the wall holding an umbrella, his eyes wide open to see Jiang Muxing who was communicating with the nurse, his vision gradually became blurred, he lowered his eyes, hurriedly wiped away the rolling tears with the back of his hand, and walked over as if nothing had happened.

"Patients wake up at around five o'clock in the morning, have breakfast at six o'clock, take medicine around 07:30, and then go for a walk in the activity area."

The nurse said flatly, "There is nothing unusual."

The anxious breath on Jiang Muxing's body has been controlled along the way, and he looked very calm: "Does she usually go to the activity area?"

The nurse nodded: "Go every day, the patient will observe the flowers and plants, and then go back to the room to draw."

"She draws very well. Sometimes we come to see her draw."

Yankan looked at the wooden easel by the window, on which was nailed a piece of drawing paper, which depicted a large and vibrant osmanthus tree with emerald green leaves and golden flowers.

There are many small flowers floating under the treetops, and the strokes are lifelike, as if they will really fall to the ground one after another.

Yan Hao subconsciously said: "Then how long has the patient been in the activity area today, has there been any quarrel with anyone, and when will he return to the room?"

The nurse said it was not very clear.

Yan Hao's expression was ugly: "Don't you have one-on-one care?"

"This is impossible." The nurse said, "There are security guards and guards around us, and the iron gates of the exits are closed 24 hours a day. You need to swipe your card, otherwise you can't get out or get in. There will be no accidents. "

Yan Hao sneered: "Why can't I find that person?"

The nurse was speechless.

When they first met, she felt that this boy was very quiet, and he looked very good around the patient's family, but she didn't expect to say that.

Just like an old hen guarding its cubs, it barks its teeth and claws.

-

"Has there been any changes since the patient returned to the room? When did you find her missing?"

Yanhao spoke quickly, with clear logic, and sharp words: "Have you checked the other patients in the entire corridor? What about hiding places near the nursing home? Have you finished searching?"

The nurse laughed dryly: "This... the incident happened suddenly, and we are also dealing with it urgently... It rained too much, and it will be more difficult for us to search..."

When Yan Hao heard these high-sounding excuses, his face was dripping with gloom, and a piece of skin on the back of his neck was suddenly pinched by two fingers, and he gently rubbed it like a comforting kitten.

At that moment, the burrs all over his body trembled and softened, and he fell silent.

Jiang Muxing stretched out his hand to Yan Hao: "Give me the umbrella."

Yan Hao handed over the umbrella that was about to be torn by him. The mobile phone in his pocket rang. It was Chief Wang's call. He walked out of the room quickly, stood in the dark corridor to answer the call, and came back soon to whisper to Jiang Muxing.

"Squad leader, the two police forces sent by the police have arrived and are conducting a search centering on the nursing home. The surveillance cameras on several surrounding roads are also being adjusted. We will be notified as soon as there is any news."

Jiang Muxing was silent for a few moments, then asked the nurse coldly to monitor the activity area.

Yan Hao quickly added: "There are also entrances and exits of the nursing home."

The nurse was very embarrassed: "Sorry, this is not within my authority, I can't handle it."

Yan Hao frowned: "Where is the attending doctor?"

The nurse responded: "Dr. Liu has other urgent matters to deal with, so he will come over later."

Yan Hao asked again: "What about your dean?"

The nurse looked puzzled: "The dean doesn't care about this kind of thing."

"What kind of thing is this, sister nurse?" Yan Hao's eyes were filled with gloom, "The patient disappeared, what kind of thing do you think it is?"

The nurse's face turned red and blue.

Yan Hao was so angry that he wanted to cry, not because the nurse didn't know what to ask, but because he felt sorry for Jiang Muxing.

On the way here, after the banquet, I checked online. The scale of this nursing home is not small, and the cost is not low. Jiang Muxing saved money to send his mother here.

As a result, something happened now, and this is the attitude of the nursing home.

How bad is Jiang Mu's behavior?

The more Yan Hao thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became. It was more unbearable for others to bully the people he cared for than bullying himself. He stood on tiptoe and leaned into Jiang Muxing's ear and said, "Squad leader, wait for me."

The voice is hoarse and nasal.

After Yan Hao finished speaking, he walked outside, his arm was pulled, he turned his head in a daze, and smiled at Jiang Muxing: "Wait for me."

Jiang Muxing's Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't say anything.

-

Not long after, Jiang Mu went out and found the boy in front of a French window, he was on the phone.

After a distance, coupled with the boy's deliberate lowering of the volume, Jiang Muxing couldn't hear what he was saying, but he could see his expression clearly.

It's not the shyness, nervousness, flustered, bewilderment, etc. in front of him, but a kind of self-confidence, calmness, and arrogance that he has never seen before.

Jiang Muxing leaned on the corner, staring at the young man, the wandering soul found a home.

Very down-to-earth, very reassuring.

Yan Hao made a few phone calls, turned around and saw Jiang Muxing not far away, he trotted over: "Squad leader, why are you here?"

Jiang Muxing stated in a general tone: "You have used multiple relationships in your family."

Yanhao scratched the tip of her nose: "Not much, just a little bit."

"The dean is on his way here, and the attending doctor is also here. He can take us to the security room to watch the surveillance immediately."

"By the way, a few people from the police station have arrived at the nursing home and are investigating."

The corners of Jiang Muxing's lips were straight and he did not speak.

Yan Hao was afraid that Jiang Muxing would think too much, so he immediately explained: "Actually, I just dialed the number and didn't do anything else."

Jiang Muxing squeezed out two words from his throat for a long while: "Thank you."

Yan Hao was stunned for two or three minutes before he realized what to do, "Squad leader, you don't have to tell me that, I..."

Before he finished speaking, a shadow was cast in front of his eyes, and then a familiar smell that made him obsessed broke into his breath.

The whole world fell silent.

Yan Hao only heard Jiang Muxing bend his back, put his forehead on his shoulder, and breathe softly.