Porcelain industry leader

Song Yu didn't stop at nothing, and simply gave Gu Qingchi a very western-style broken eyebrow.

Lu Qingchi touched his eyebrows in front of the mirror, and after taking a second look, he felt that it was not bad, and he had a personality, "Then my eyebrows are broken, so is my good luck broken too?"

"Oh, don't worry, you'll be lucky wherever you go if you look good." Song Yu patted his butt and pushed it outside.

"That's right," Gu Qingchi hooked Song Yu's neck and walked towards the bedroom, "Meeting you is the greatest luck in my life, and I'm content."

Song Yu's brows and eyes were bent with a smile, his chest was warm, his hands wrapped around Gu Qingchi's waist, he lowered his head and rubbed against his shoulder, "Me too."

Gu Qingchi raised his hand and rubbed his soft hair, kissed his forehead, and suddenly laughed, "Hey, I suddenly thought of an emoji."

"Huh?" Song Yu raised his head and raised his eyebrows.

"Just that Zhang Fei, no matter what Guan Yu and Liu Bei say, Zhang Fei will answer the same sentence, and I will do the same," Gu Qingchi made up the picture and sound in his brain, raised his head, and laughed louder and louder, "I will send that emoji later. look."

"I know that..." Song Yu grinned and laughed again, "Meeting you has spent all the good luck in my life."

With a rough voice, Gu Qingchi cooperated: "I am the same~"

Ever since he moved into Song Yu's house, Gu Qingchi seldom had dreams, and even if he did, he couldn't remember them in the morning.

Probably because there is no pressure in life.

But that night he had a very scary dream. He dreamed that he was living at home, and he got up in the morning and knocked on his father's door, but he didn't answer for a long time.

He found the key and opened the door, and found that his father was lying motionless on the bed, with his back facing him.

He walked over and turned his father's body, and saw that his face was wrapped in several layers of plastic wrap, and he was already stiff and out of breath.

He was so startled that he took several steps back, his neck seemed to be strangled, and he couldn't make a sound, his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground.

I don't know why, but after recovering from the dream, instead of calling the police, he started to clean up the scene, thinking about how to destroy all the evidence against him, but found that he couldn't do it.

There are only two footprints in the house. Dad's bed, the cabinet... all have his own fingerprints, and several fingerprints can be clearly seen on the plastic wrap wrapped on Dad's face

At that moment, he wasn't even sure whether the person killed himself or not.

I hoped that the police would never find out. At this time, there was a knock on the door...

He frantically pushed open the window and wanted to jump down.

But found that the downstairs is not a cramped corridor but the small park in Song Yu's community.

Song Yu held a boy's hand and smiled brightly.

Gu Qingchi opened his eyes in the dark, his chest heaved and his back felt sticky.

The scene of his father's death was cold and real, lingering in front of his eyes, the powerful visual impact shocked his mind, and he couldn't get out of the horrifying dream for a long time.

Song Yu put one arm around his waist, breathing evenly and slowly.

Hearing Song Yu's breathing, Gu Qingchi's heartbeat slowly calmed down.

I have never had such a weird dream in my life, it is scarier than dreaming that my father locked him in the freezer...

Also because of this weird dream, he began to worry about his father's safety.

Where exactly?What exactly are you doing?Will it be dangerous?That's why I asked him to collect the bank card.

The biggest possibility he could think of was that he was afraid of being revenged.

Dad is uneducated and has no skills. He is best at using violence. Even if he didn't help Lao Cao kill people, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything serious.

Just hope nothing happens.

Staring at the ceiling for a moment of peace, and then thinking of Song Yu's smile at the end, his heart ached so much that he was bleeding.

It's just a dream, and I still feel sour in my heart.

Gu Qingchi turned over and wrapped Song Yu in his arms, trying to rub him into his flesh with all his strength.

So uncomfortable.

Song Yu dared to smile at other boys!

Not even in a dream!

"Hmm..." Song Yu frowned and moved, half asleep and half awake, feeling that his nose and mouth were blocked by something, and he couldn't breathe oxygen.

Gu Qingchi loosened his grip, bowed his head and kissed Song Yu's forehead.

Song Yu was still unconscious, he pushed weakly with both hands, and gasped for breath with his head raised.

Lu Qingchi rubbed the back of his head, impatient to accuse him of laughing with other boys in his dream.

As a result, Song Yu changed his sleeping position and fell into a deep sleep again.

Gu Qingchi angrily bit his ear, raised his thigh and hooked Song Yu into his arms.

When Song Yu woke up the next morning and brushed his teeth, he found two "birthmarks" on his neck.

After that call from another place, Gu Qingchi never contacted his father again. He returned home with 5000 yuan and returned it to Song Yu. He also carried the bank card his father mentioned with him.

Driven by curiosity, he secretly checked the balance and found that there were [-] in it.

It is also a huge sum of money.

Dad actually secretly started saving money?

However, a thought still popped into his mind, is the money belonged to his father?

Before, the landlord urged me to pay the rent, and my father pushed it back and forth for more than half a month.

He checked the bank records and found that the money was transferred in recently. It was divided into three parts, the first payment was [-], the second payment was [-], and the third payment was [-]. The other transactions should have been made a long time ago. Can't find information.

Gu Qingchi put the card back into his wallet, always feeling weird, how could his father take over a "business" worth tens of thousands?

Or it is usually accumulated over a long period of time and then saved at one time.

But it is impossible to deposit two sums of tens of thousands in a row, and the days between them do not exceed half a month.

That night, Gu Qingchi invited Fatty Sun and the others to have a light meal. Fatty Sun insisted that his father had not participated in any recent debt collection missions, nor had he wandered around Lao Cao's entertainment city.

Although I feel a little nervous, I still have to live day by day.

When people are busy, they don't have time to think so much. In addition, nothing happened at home, so Gu Qingchi gradually forgot about it.

"I have to work overtime at night, you go home first, don't wait for me." Song Yu turned on the speaker, put the phone on the table and said.

"When will you be back? Do you want to leave a meal for you?" Gu Qingchi stood behind the bar and added some cream to the customer's coffee.

"Yes, I guess I'll be back at seven." In fact, the company will arrange fast food at 05:30, but Song Yu still wants to go home and eat.

"What do you want to eat?" Gu Qingchi thought for a while, "There seems to be a fish at home, can I make you fish soup?"

"No fish soup, I want sweet and sour." Song Yu recently managed to lose 3 kg under the one-on-one guidance of Coach Gu, and he ate a lot more recklessly.

"Success," Gu Qingchi looked at the screen, "I still have a call coming in, so hang up first."

"Hmm..." Song Yu turned off the speaker, put the phone to his ear and coughed twice.

Xiao Sun turned his head to look at him, and smiled slyly, and Song Yu also laughed at her.

Gu Qingchi understood what he meant, but there were still a group of girls chatting at the bar, so he had to squat down and cover the receiver twice, making a loud bang, unexpectedly when he looked up, he saw Cuihua holding two plates of freshly baked The biscuit that came out was stunned in front of him.

Gu Qingchi stood up in embarrassment, his ears turned red, he quickly hung up the phone to answer the landlord's call, and before he could "hello", the landlord's auntie's extremely penetrating voice came over.

"Qing Chi, hurry up! Come back quickly!"

"What's wrong?" Gu Qingchi took the phone away, "I'm still at work."

"Oh, you come back first, there are a bunch of policemen around the house looking for someone..." Then, the voice of the landlord calling the policeman came from the phone, "Hey, they and their son live upstairs. I went to visit my son a while ago. My daughter-in-law lives there, and I haven't seen them much..."

There was a "buzz" in Gu Qingchi's head, and the hand holding the mobile phone froze in the air for a long time without being able to recover.

He has an inexplicable fear of the word "police", one is because of what he has done before, and the other is because he is still a criminal.

All the black history from the past came to the fore at this moment, and the phone call made cold sweat break out on his back.

It's definitely not a good thing for the police to come to find someone. Is Lao Cao's entertainment city being taken over?Or which debtor he bullied before called the police?

Have you committed a crime recently?

fight.

Someone was beaten... that fat man who was beaten at the entrance of the bathing shop not long ago!

He lowered his limp arms, quickly ran to ask for a leave of absence from the store manager, and walked out of the coffee shop in a daze, with fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

He has done so many bad things, so many that he can't count them with two hands.

At this moment, he really wished that time could go back a few years ago, he wanted to live again, he was very afraid that he would be arrested by the police and taken to the detention center, leaving a lifetime of stains.

What should Song Yu's family members do if they find out?

Can you still accept him?

From the coffee shop to the intersection, in a short distance of 30 meters, [-] possibilities have emerged in his mind, and his brain is about to explode.

Drowsily getting into a taxi parked by the side of the road, the driver asked with a cigarette in his mouth, "Where are you going?"

After Gu Qingchi reported his home address, the driver crushed the cigarette butts and threw them in the trash can outside.

There was a funny cross talk in the car, and the driver laughed from time to time, but Gu Qingchi couldn't listen to it at all, his mind was full of everything that might happen next.

He is not an optimistic person, and he always thinks things in the worst direction habitually under unknown circumstances.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, but his palms were covered with sweat.

Thinking again about the few words the landlord said on the phone, his heart twitched violently.

Find someone……

Not necessarily looking for him!

It may also be looking for Dad!

The landlord did not specify who he was looking for on the phone.

But thinking about it this way, I felt even more uneasy, and the memories that had been forgotten before flooded out again.

What was Dad doing when he disappeared?

It is said that the mobile phone is lost, but why is there no answer every time I call?Why didn't the person who picked it up throw the card away?

Dad is lying.

He suddenly remembered his dad's weird question on the phone, "Has anyone been here recently?"

I mean the police!

Song Yu didn't even bother to drink a sip of water at the company, and rushed home before seven o'clock. When he opened the door, he found that the room was pitch black. He called out "wife", but no one answered.

I searched all over the room at home, but I didn't see Gu Qingchi's figure, and there was no sweet and sour fish on the dining table.

He checked the refrigerator and saw that the fish was still raw, and there was no sign of tampering in the kitchen.

Gu Qingchi didn't come home?

Song Yu's stomach growled twice.

He frowned, and while calling Gu Qingchi's phone, he unpacked the beef cubes.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and Gu Qingchi gave a low "Hello".

"I'm starving to death, where's my sweet and sour fish?" Song Yu asked vaguely, chewing on beef cubes.

"I went home..." Gu Qingchi frowned, and said with difficulty, "something happened at home."

"What's wrong?" Song Yu was very sensitive to the word "accident", and his back stiffened instantly.

"My dad, the police were looking for my dad and asked me a lot of random questions, but I don't know anything, my dad seems to have committed a crime... no, it must have committed a crime, but I asked them what happened and they And don't tell me..." Gu Qingchi spoke incoherently.

"No, no..." Song Yu was nervous for a while, grabbed the key and prepared to go out, "Tell me where you are now first? I'll go find you."

"Don't come here, I'll go back right now..." Gu Qingchi pushed open the automatic door of the bank, his legs were a little weak.

The money in the card... actually has an extra 3 yuan.

His scalp started to tingle.