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Shen Yunjie licked his dry and sore lips, and reached out to catch some rainwater to drink.It was dark and raining outside, and even if he dragged his broken leg, he could not climb very far. It would be troublesome if he got lost in the mass grave.He simply gave up on leaving this ruined temple, at least it could keep out the wind and rain, survive the night, and make plans after dawn.

The dull pain in the stomach came again, Shen Yunjie let out a muffled grunt, and firmly grasped the broken door frame, the rough wood scratched the pale fingertips, leaving streaks of blood red.After a while, Shen Yunjie stretched out his hand to hold his heart, coughing so much that his mouth was full of fishy sweetness.He propped himself up and leaned against the door frame, turned his face and saw Zhao Sheng staring at him with protruding eyes, his blue and purple face was distorted and terrifying.

Shen Yunjie hurriedly turned his face away. He often heard the old man say that he often saw someone before the child was born, and he looked like who he was when he was born.

Xiao Yuan didn't know if he was still crying, if the young master was still angry, it was so late, they should go to bed.Shen Yunjie hugged his stomach and thought anxiously.The rain became heavier and heavier, and the pain in Shen Yunjie's abdomen became more and more frequent. After suffering for a while, he couldn't catch a few breaths, so he took it again.The body soaked by the rain gradually became cold and weak.

Shen Yunjie was leaning on the half-slanted door panel of the ruined temple, his back was hurting sharply, his abdomen heaved and heaved as he breathed, heavy and painful.The child is not yet full-term, and he was staying in the womb well, but he was so shocked that he wanted to come out early, how could it be sooner.Shen Yunjie was so pained that he was confused. He vaguely saw two people in the rain curtain who seemed to be coming here. He watched for a while to confirm that it was not dazzled.

It was raining outside, and the two of them ran fast, and they were about to reach the door.Shen Yunjie clenched the dagger in his hand, gritted his teeth, propped himself up and moved to hide behind the door with difficulty. As soon as he hid here, he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps there.

It was the beggar who usually wandered around here, who wanted to take shelter from the rain here, and gasped and cursed that the cold rain had nowhere to hide.The first person to come in didn't see his feet, he tripped over Zhao Sheng's corpse, and fell down hard, screaming.The people behind quickly went to help him, and this squatting was not tight enough, facing Zhao Sheng's terribly dead face, he jumped up in fright.From the time the two of them came in to running out while rolling and crawling, it took only a short while.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Shen Yunjie breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly closed his eyes while pressing his tight and stiff stomach.

It was already late at night when Xiao Ning opened the door, Xiao Yuan had already fallen asleep in his arms, still twitching and hiccupping softly in his dream.It was empty outside the door, and there was no one in sight.

"Shen Yunjie..."

Xiao Ning called out, but no one responded, he looked down at the wet steps and frowned.

Xiao Yuan was carried to the bed, the quilt was covered, Xiao Ning took an umbrella and walked into the rain.He walked through one alley after another, and there was no one around.After walking four or five alleys, Xiao Ning threw away the umbrella in his hand and started running in the rainy night.

Missed.

His Ayun is gone.

Lao Zhou's door was kicked open, and before he could open his eyes, someone grabbed his collar and pulled him up.

"Have you seen Ayun?"

Lao Zhou grabbed his collar, rubbed his neck and said, "Why do I meet your wife at night? It's just nonsense."

Xiao Ning's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, he turned his head and walked out, but Lao Zhou grabbed his sleeves: "What's going on, there's no beginning or end."

"Ayun is gone." Xiao Ning's face was terribly pale.

Lao Zhou also completely lost his sleepiness, and asked doubtfully, "Why did he disappear when he was so well-behaved?"

Xiao Ning glanced at him: "I kicked him out of the door."

Old Zhou Zhou looked blank and pointed outside the door: "Big night? Rainy day? Himself? Are you crazy?"

Xiao Ning stopped talking, turned around and walked out.Lao Zhou followed behind him, chasing and shouting: "Why did he provoke you?"

Xiao Ning ignored him, flew up to the eaves, shuttled through the rain several times, looking for one street after another like crazy.Until the sky lightened slightly, there was no sign of Shen Yunjie.

Lao Zhou squatted on the side of the road panting for breath, he searched with Xiao Ning all night, and he was almost three feet away from digging the ground.He patted Xiao Ning on the shoulder and said: "Okay, it's already dawn, go knock on the door one by one near your house and ask, maybe someone saw it last night."

Xiao Ning went to knock on the door without making a sound, but was held back by Lao Zhou again: "Farewell, you go to rest for a while, take a look at your Xiao Yuan, I will ask for you." , his eyes were bloodshot, he didn't seem to be able to ask the neighbors, but rather to seek revenge.

Hearing Lao Zhou mentioning Xiao Yuan, Xiao Ning's eyes were a little bit alive, he nodded, and went back home first.Before he got to the door of the house, he saw Xiao Yuan shrunk into a small ball and sitting in front of the door from a distance under the eaves.

"Xiao Yuan..." Xiao Ning's voice was hoarse, and he reached out to hug the shivering child on the steps.

Xiao Yuan's eyes were red, and he choked up like a cat and said, "Is Daddy gone? Do you want Xiao Yuan anymore?"

Xiao Ning felt cramped in his heart, and his throat was sore, he stretched out his hand and held Xiao Yuan tightly in his arms: "No, Daddy will be back in a while, Xiao Yuan is obedient."