Chapter 79 Certain, certain, certain

The reason why he dared to leave the child alone in the room is because Xie Minghui had already confiscated his wallet and ID card, knowing that he could not run away, and secondly, he knew that he was sensible and could not do anything to make the elders worry. It's a matter of sleepless nights at most.

But in fact, Zhuang Shao is not as strong as his father thinks, really not. He wanted to go back to Yanling, to go back to his one-third of an acre of land, but is there still a place for him there? Not even sure about that.

I haven't even sent a text message with Meng Ye for so many days, and putting it on an ordinary couple probably means breaking up by default. Did Meng Ye see his news? Zhuang Shao didn't let him think about it these days, for fear that the more he thought about it, the more grief he would feel. Besides, he was angry with Meng Ye from the bottom of his heart.

This time, it wasn't the one that was fleeting, and it wasn't the kind that would get better after a few hours of casual cold war. He was serious and genuinely angry with Meng Ye.

The anger at Meng Ye was actually anger at himself. He blamed himself for being too deep to pull out, and blamed himself for not posting that message. He was afraid that Meng Ye would retreat into the hole like a mole, or simply stick out his head and tell him indifferently—that's right, I just don't like you that much, so you're right.

He would be heartbroken to death.

He didn't even know if Meng Ye really threw away all those things, and then drew a line between Chu, Han and Han in his heart, and he left without looking back.

He just doesn't know anything.

The lights in the room stayed on. At about 1 o'clock, the grandmother woke up and found it, and went to knock on Xie Minghui's door: "The child doesn't seem to be asleep, why don't you go take a look?"

Xie Minghui was playing games online with his jet lag friends, but he didn't bother to perfunctory directly: "It's normal for a child to be angry, there's no need to get used to him too much."

"Stop talking, go take a look."

When the mother is about to come to seek help, Xie Minghui has no choice but to put down his mobile phone and go over in annoyance. As a result, the mother and son were startled the moment the door was opened.

Where did Zhuang Shao come from in the empty room?

"Human?!"

Zhuang Shao's bag could not be found in the whole room, only the pajamas bought for him were neatly folded and placed on the bed. The old man's heart was half cold, he slapped his thigh and shouted bad, even Xie Minghui, who had always been casual, almost jumped up in place: "Fuck, this kid ran away from home?"

"It's all your good work! It's over, it's over, my grandson is gone."

His mother twisted his arm hard, beating his chest and crying, Xie Minghui asked his mother to calm down with a headache: "He can't run away, where is the ID card still with me?"

That's right.

Mom stopped wailing: "Then you hurry to find me, he will not be able to run far if he has no money or an ID card, hurry up and hurry up."

Okay, don't talk too much, let's go find someone?

But it was too late, the mother and son did not dare to disturb Zhuang Shao's grandfather who was still in the hospital, and even less dared to easily disturb the uncle of the police - if things got bigger, it would be difficult for the people in the street to be a good person.

Xie Minghui drove the old lady with him, and the two nearby streets found nothing, but the clerk of a convenience store said that he had seen a handsome young man with a big bag and a short jacket, right?

"Yep!"

"He came in and bought a bottle of water, and it was still a bus card. Who still uses that thing to buy things these days? So I'm very impressed."

Yes, forgot about this. Zhuang Shao has lived in Linjiang for so many years, and he still has a used bus card with a balance. But now there are very few buses at night, and if a taxi starts, it costs 13 yuan, so he still can't run far.

The key problem is that he does not know where he is going.

Xie Minghui hasn't contacted Zhuang Ying for many years, but this time he still made a call for the sake of his son. Zhuang Ying went to bed early at one o'clock in the morning, picked up the phone and asked in a daze who he was.

"I thank Minghui."

"……Who?"

"Xie Minghui, forgot?" The old lover is an enemy when they meet again, the kind of enemy he owes her, "I know it's inconvenient for you to speak, so just say yes or no. The son is gone, I ask you, he will call you Have you ever called?"

Zhuang Ying's belly is getting bigger and she is raising a baby in her new home. She hid on the balcony to answer the phone, and didn't dare to speak out in a hurry. She called her mother and said that she hadn't seen it before, and cried softly on the phone.

Cry your uncle's cry. After hanging up the phone, Xie Minghui slapped the steering wheel hard, and the old lady asked, "She doesn't believe it?"

He thought for a while with a dignified expression on his face, and felt that since his son was still willing to eat, it meant that he would not be short-sighted. If he did something stupid, what water and bread would he buy? But where else could he go? He couldn't walk all over the street, and sleep wherever he caught him.

Xie Minghui regretted it, really regretted it. I regret that I shouldn't leave the child alone in the room, I regret that I shouldn't bring him to Linjiang for my own selfish interests, and I even regret that I shouldn't leave him alone for so many years. So sensible and good-natured, such a good boy who is so motivated, who should he seek compensation for if something goes wrong? Who can compensate him for a son who is alive and kicking?

After looking for the sky, it was bright, and the fish belly was found in the distance, and the huge riverside city gradually woke up from its slumber.

The Xie family's mother and son really had nothing to do, so they made a phone call back to Yanling.

You Ying was vigil in the hospital that night. She just woke up when her phone vibrated, and she spoke with the air of getting up.

"Who?"

"Me, I'm Xie Minghui." The majesty of that kick was still there, and Xie Minghui didn't dare to make trouble in front of Sister Ying, "Sister Ying, are you busy? Is it convenient to say a few words."

You Ying dug out her ears and rolled her eyes: "If you have a fart, let it go."

"Cough cough..."

Xie Minghui hesitated for a few seconds before speaking: "Sister Ying, the child is lost."

"What?"

"The child is gone, what happened last night, if I didn't pay attention, he would—"

"Xie Minghui, I'm fucking your mother!"

Xie Minghui covered his phone with embarrassment, and whispered to his mother next to him, "She's attacking me, don't take it to heart..."

After a scolding, he asked for help: "Where can the child go, Sister Ying, do you have any eyes?"

"I have the features of your uncle. If I fucking knew that I would pick him up on a rocket earlier, it would be your turn?!"

"Then he hasn't contacted you?"

After calming down, You Ying was also thinking about it. It was normal for Zhuang Shao not to contact him. The child was very concerned and didn't want to worry about it. But he probably has to contact Meng Ye, right?

Meng Ye was at home now, so it was time to get up. Now that a phone call comes back, if he knows, it's fine, but if he doesn't know, he has to worry about it.

I can't afford to delay my senior year of high school. It's a heartbreaking waste of gold-like time to slip through my fingers.

After hesitating, she decided to go back and speak in person.

Meng Ye was about to go out: "Mom, why are you back?"

Recently, she usually takes care of her grandmother in the hospital and comes back to open the shop after lunch. She gently pulled her son: "Have Zhuang Shao contacted you these two days?"

Meng Ye was stunned.

Mom doesn't know about the Cold War between the two of them, so it's unusual to ask this. He asked back, "What happened?"

You Ying didn't expect his reaction to be so fast, so she couldn't hide it, so she had to say: "Mom told you don't worry, Zhuang Shao's dad called to say that Zhuang Shao was missing last night and hasn't been found yet, and asked if we had any. What clue."

Meng Ye's heart was like being stabbed by a knife, and his facial features were wrinkled: "What does it mean to disappear, how can you disappear for no reason?"

"It's not his dad, how can you say that there is such a dad? I haven't thought about seeing my child for so many years. I have an accident abroad, and I can't have another child, so I think of Zhuang Shaolai, who has traveled all the way to take people away to take advantage of his son. If you cheat your inheritance, your heart will be eaten by dogs."

"Then Zhuang Shaoquan knows?"

"Yeah." You Ying blamed herself, "If we knew that we wouldn't let him go with his father, we still think too simplistically about human nature."

Meng Ye put down his schoolbag and put his hand on the edge of the front desk. His mind was very chaotic, many bad thoughts surfaced one after another, and even if he was desperately suppressed, they would still pop up, causing his young heart to be in chaos.

"I'll go find him."

"That won't work!" You Ying immediately denied, "He is in Linjiang and you are in Yanling, how can you find a way? Besides, you still have to go to school."

"When is it? I can't handle that much!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he started to call around. Zhuang Shao's phone number was not in the service area. He called Zhou Yunfei, Teacher Zhang, and even the little Zhong Yichen. As long as he knew acquaintances, he asked them all, but no one came. Know the whereabouts of Zhuang Shao.

Where else might it go?

Meng Ye was in a hurry at home, looking for clues in Zhuang Shao's room while thinking about it. No matter how You Ying tried to persuade him, he didn't stop. After turning over the three thousand dollars in the drawer, his eyes were red and his chest heaved violently.

"Son, don't be like this... Mom is afraid..." You Ying persuaded steadily, "Zhuang Shao is a sensible child, he will be fine, and Xie Minghui also said that last night he even bought mineral water with a bus pass. Bread, maybe I'll figure it out on my own in a few hours, just—"

Meng Ye turned his face, his eyes were full of pain and anxiety, and his young face was filled with heartbreak: "If he can figure it out, he won't run away from home!"

There was only one thought in his mind - Zhuang Shao had nowhere else to go, so he chose to leave when he had nowhere to go.

This is indeed the case.

Zhuang Shao really felt that there was no way out, there was no place in the world that belonged to him. He took the bus and walked all the way. After more than three hours, he arrived at the school gate of Linda from late night to dawn.

If nothing else, it will be his alma mater in ten months. If luck is good enough, this will be his common alma mater with Meng Ye. So at least it's a place for him to live in the future, even if it doesn't belong to him.

He sat idle on the side of the road opposite the school until the morning sun was rising, and the owner of the milk tea shop yawned and came out to stock up.

"Boss, can I connect to your wifi?"

The other party saw that this young man looks very straight, speaks openly, and is young. He doesn't look like some hooligan. He not only made him connect to wifi, but also asked him how he got here.

"Come and see," he said.

"It's a little early." But it's not unusual. Many people visit this school every day.

Later, the boss came out to watch with him with a cup of hot tea. The two of them sat on the steps and neither communicated nor inquired, but stared at the solemn and sacred school gate in a daze.

When the sun was up, Zhuang Shao took a photo and sent it to Meng Ye, asking, "Does it look good?"

Three seconds later, a video call came over there.

Zhuang Shao was a little lost.

Because he deliberately turned on the airplane mode and didn't want to answer his parents' calls. But he didn't reject Meng Ye's call, he just happened to refuse. He thought that Meng Ye was in class now, and he was focusing on class.

The boss elbowed him: "Someone is looking for you, pick it up."

Only then did Zhuang Shao react.

With a slight finger, the video got stuck, and the video passed, and the big face that was thinking about every day and thinking about it every night appeared on the screen.

"Meng-"

"Your uncle!"

Meng Ye's face was full of anxiety, his eyes were flushed, his collarbone was covered with blue veins, his vocal cords were trembling, but his mouth was a gruff roar: "Where are you going, idiot? I don't know if everyone is worried about you?! "

"I……"

Zhuang Shao was a little stunned.

He ran away from home, but he didn't want to cause any serious consequences, at most he was distracted. And he never thought that Meng Ye would know.

How far is Linjiang from Yanling? It takes two hours for a plane to fly, so far that he can't see Meng Ye's heart.

Meng Ye zoomed the camera away, panting heavily from his chest, just like the kind of violent reaction of a child who wants to cry and hold back after being beaten.

Zhuang Shao stared at his wet eyes in a daze, but Meng Ye turned his face away and didn't look at him.

You Ying stepped in and asked, "Shao Er, where are you going?! We are so anxious that your dad and grandma have been looking for you since last night, and Meng Ye didn't go to school this morning, so I'm afraid something happened to you. .Tell us where you are and we'll inform your dad."

"Sister Ying, I'm fine, don't-"

"Be obedient! Don't let the parents worry."

Zhuang Shao turned the camera and said, "I'm at the front gate. I'm just here to have a look. I don't have any other ideas. Don't worry."

You Ying frowned: "What are you going to be crazy about? You have to study for four years in the future and worry about not having a chance to read more?"

Zhuang Shao looked at Meng Ye, who had only a profile face at the edge of the screen.

Meng Ye suddenly turned his face and stared at him with red eyes.

Zhuang Shao was silent again.

You Ying didn't bother to pay any attention to them, and went straight to the side to tip off the news. Meng Ye slammed his phone down and placed it in the front desk, with the camera facing the ceiling.

Zhuang Shao said, "Let me see you..."

Meng Ye squatted down next to the front desk. He hugged his knees and bit his trousers, making no sound, his back muscles were tugging at each other, he was in pain and suffering, but he was happy for the rest of his life.

He scolded Zhuang Shao, this bastard, in his heart. When he was nervous, he didn't care about the seriousness. He was worrying for hours. During these hours, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. !

Zhuang Shao asked him, "Does our agreement still count?"

There was no sound on the phone, because Meng Ye couldn't speak at all, and even if he choked up, he couldn't speak because of his face.

Zhuang Shao asked again, "Where are you? I can't see you."

Meng Ye grabbed his bag and ran out.

The cold air in the early morning poured into the lungs and made people awake. Yanling, who had just woken up from sleep, was quiet and empty. The video was still on, and the phone was held in his hand, and the screen kept shaking. In this way, Zhuang Shao understands without talking, and if he is still running, it means that Meng Ye is still there.

Meng Ye ran to the school gate in one breath before stopping, his palms were already sweating a lot. He picked up the phone, panting, his hair wet, and his whole body regained wild vitality.

Zhuang Shao's legs were numb, he stood up and stomped, by the way to hide the chaos in his eyes.

Meng Ye said, "What did you just ask me?"

"I asked where you are."

"It's not this sentence," Meng Ye wiped his sweat, "it's the previous sentence."

Zhuang Shao looked back slightly: "I ask you whether our agreement counts."

"What do you think?" Meng Ye asked back.

Zhuang Shao laughed at himself: "I don't know."

"I don't know what you said to me by sending a text message, I don't know what to pretend to be, play me?" Meng Ye raised his voice and stared at him intently, "Zhuang Shao, let me tell you what I said.It all counts, as long as I'm not dead it counts! Do you understand?"

Zhuang Shao took a deep breath and raised his eyes with burning eyes.

Meng Ye's eyes were wet and bright: "Wait for me, put your heart in your stomach and wait steadily, I swear I will definitely find you."

It's another chapter that I like very much, and I feel relieved after writing it.Tomorrow will start the last part - Si Wuya. There are still a few chapters that I don't know in my heart. Anyway, I just wrote the whole book until I have no regrets. Is that ok?(Crazy launch of love!