Qin Muye swiped the phone page with his frostbitten fingers.

I watched Rong Qiu's Moments again and again in the past few days. During the period of being blocked by Rong Qiu, Rong Qiu posted a total of five posts, all of which were full of life information. Most of the content was to take good care of Qin Zexi. The only one that is quite special is a close-up of the seedlings in the garden outside Rong Qiu's villa.

This is the plant he secretly replaced, and it is growing well.

But it's still not as good as the one in his house. The one in his house was the seed he sowed before he set off from Star A. It took seven months to grow, and it is far more vigorous than the newly planted seedlings by Rong Qiu. Many, even because of his deliberate branching several times, many of the new side buds have grown into new shoots that are about to bloom.

Look at the sporadic buds on the rose seedlings.

Qin Muye took out an old mobile phone from the drawer.

He threw the old mobile phone into the trash can together with the pen at that time, and the garbage of the starship was thrown into the designated garbage dump. Fortunately, someone pulled out the pen and the mobile phone.

Qin Muye spent a lot of money to get back the pen and mobile phone.

The tip of the blue pen was already crooked, and the strange twisting arc made the ink flow out of the pen very unsmooth. He carefully repaired it and made sure that it was used correctly before sending it back to Rong Qiu.

The phone left behind has long since become scrap metal.

The calling card inside is nowhere to be found. So far, he can't find out how many text messages Rong Qiu sent on his mobile phone during that time, but he has already found a technical investigation specializing in this kind of problem, and the answer given there is to investigate the chats five or six years ago. Recording will take some time.

The night passed slowly.

Listening to the crackling outside and the sound of fireworks, what he has now is only time...

This was the busiest year for Rong Qiu.

He hadn't noticed before that the fireworks on New Year's Day would go off all night, and even sleeping in a room with no curtains drawn, he could see the huge fireworks from far or near while lying on the bed, one of them burst out and the other was bright. , and lively.

It was not until dawn in the east that the fireworks fever slowly subsided.

Rong Qiu felt that the sound of fireworks lingered in both reality and dreams, but he was rarely bored, and even had a good dream.

I got up and glanced at my phone, it was nine o'clock.

In addition to editing a few text messages last night and sending them at 0:00, he didn't stay up late, and all the text messages from last night were successfully sent out. Now that he wakes up and sees the congratulations from his three or five friends and his mentor, Rong Qiu feels relieved.

They greeted each other one by one, and soon he returned to the message sent by someone.

He didn't text this person last night, but he still received his blessing at midnight.

- Qiuqiu, happy new year.

After New Year's Day, Rong Qin's shoulder went to the hospital for a final re-examination. The wound was good. Except for the scab, no important nerves or muscles were injured.

Rong Qin's fractured arm was still in plaster.

But now Rong Qin can go to work.

Rong Qin was very happy, even if Rong Qiu put on the bad-smelling scar removing ointment on time every night, he would be happy.

The days passed slowly.

Without someone's interruption, Rong Qin almost forgot that he was married, so he took it lightly and was kidnapped on the way off work.

The first person to discover that Rong Qin had lost contact was Rong Qiu.

At 7:30 in the evening, Rong Qiu made a table of meals, and Rong Qin, who should have been back at this time, was still missing; the phone could not be reached, Rong Qiu contacted Rong Qin's assistant, but Rong Qin's assistant said that Rong Qin had already left work. For two hours, the driver Zhao was responsible for the pick-up and drop-off.

But got off work two hours ago and should be home by now.

Even though he was worried, Rong Qiu first thought about whether Rong Qin had something to deal with, and the phone happened to be out of power; but this theory didn't make sense, Rong Qiu waited until half past ten, and Rong Qin's phone still seemed to be dead.

Rong Qiu didn't know where Rong Qin might go. In his impression, Rong Qin was a workaholic. He didn't live in his villa, but in the company's lounge. Wherever Rong Qin could go, he would He even asked at the beta bar, and Rong Qin wasn't there either.

Did he go back to his and Qin Zexi's home?

A dead horse is a living horse doctor.

Rong Qiu, who did not have Qin Zexi's phone number, dialed Qin Muye's number.

Qin Muye had just finished the party when he received a call from Rong Qiu, and all his tiredness disappeared, but after he knew why Rong Qiu was looking for him, his thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and the raised eyebrows shrank inward, like two seats. Mountains close to each other.

He quickly put the down jacket over the military uniform, and walked out without changing his shoes.

"Don't worry Qiuqiu, now I'll go home and have a look."

While Qin Muye comforted Rong Qiu, he used his brain to contact Qin Zexi.

But there was no signal at all.

Just as Rong Qiu described, his brother was like Rong Qin, no one answered the phone no matter what.

At this time, he contacted the bodyguard arranged by his brother's side, but also couldn't get through.

It's like these people are all isolated, and he can't get in touch with them.

Qin Muye, who couldn't get through the phone and was obviously anxious, drove to Qin Zexi's house. He installed surveillance at his house. Through the surveillance, he knew that his brother was not at his house. If his brother was not at his house, then the company would be left. , While waiting for the red light, he received a response from the Qin family's company, and the entire company's employees had already left work.

So his brother is not in the company.

Qin Muye drove to his brother's house, and he didn't need to get out of the car. He had already determined that his brother's house was empty. This beautiful little villa was hidden under the dim street lights, but every room was pitch-dark.

Rong Qiu didn't hang up the phone, he was still waiting for Qin Muye's response.

The sound of their breathing is connected to each other along the current.

"How? Did you find it?" Rong Qiu on the other side of the phone asked eagerly.