Lu Ruan completely collapsed because of Yan Qiu's words, and seemed unwilling to face the reality, crying like a child, playing tricks, holding his hand and refusing to let go, just likeA spoiled child who only knows how to blackmail his parents.

For a moment, Yan Qiu had a slight illusion because of this absurd sense of confusion.

It seems that it is not he who has been abandoned and left behind, but Lu Ruan.

In the end, Fu Jianting couldn't bear to let her lose face like this in public, so he came over and forcibly separated her from Yan Qiu, and hugged her in.

Yan Qiu was able to escape and left the hospital.

He came today just to see his grandfather, and he didn't want to make such a big fuss, so he didn't let Linye pick him up, and took a taxi by himself to go back.

As soon as he got in the car, Yan Qiu turned on his phone. The screen was blank, but there was still no news.

Yan Qiu couldn't help feeling a little worried, but he didn't call again, he just opened WeChat and sent a message to Li Zhi.

"Are you occupied?"

While waiting for a reply, Yan Qiu subconsciously flipped through the chat records of the two of them.

They would send two sentences almost every day, which were very meaningless conversations, but Yan Qiu never tired of it.

Li Zhi replied very quickly every time, so Yan Qiu habitually stared at the phone after sending a message.

However, today was uncharacteristically, his phone was very quiet, and Li Zhi never replied to his messages.

Yan Qiu looked at the time when he sent the message, 11:43, and counted silently in his heart with his watch.

If he still doesn't reply at 12 o'clock, no matter whether he will disturb or not, he will call him.

11:56, 11:57, 11:58, 11:59...

Just after 12 o'clock, Yan Qiu dialed to the contact interface, pressed the first contact, and dialed out the call.

"Beep, beep..."

After a long prompt tone, the cold female voice still came from the opposite side, "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please dial later..."

Yan Qiu didn't hang up, and continued to put the phone to his ear, as if Li Zhi's voice would appear as usual in the next second, calling him in a low voice, "Xiaoqiu."

But no.

The emotionless female voice repeated it again, then hung up the phone automatically and returned to the contact page.

Yan Qiu lowered his head and looked at "Mr. Li" on his phone. For some reason, his heart sank suddenly.

Like a sponge soaked in water, it was so heavy that it almost crushed him.

He raised his head and looked out the window. He hadn't left the urban area yet, and was still far away from the ancestral house. The sky darkened at some point, and the original sunlight was completely covered, leaving only a haze.

Yan Qiu suddenly regretted why he didn't let Linye send him off. Linye's driving skills are so good, he must have already arrived at the ancestral house by now.

"Master, please drive faster, I have something urgent." Yan Qiu couldn't help urging.

Hearing this, the driver glanced back through the front rearview mirror, and then saw that the young man who had just gotten into the car, who was still fine, suddenly looked distressed and pale, as if he had lost his soul.

The driver was also taken aback, and kindly handed him a bottle of water from the front, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yan Qiu took a sip of water, forced himself to calm down, and began to think about what happened before he went out in the morning.

Yan Qiu said that he wanted to see his grandfather, and Li Zhi immediately agreed, saying that just as the company's affairs came to an end, he happened to be with his grandfather.

Then Yan Qiu left the ancestral house.

Could it be that something happened to Master?like last time?

impossible.

There are so many servants in the ancestral house, so many eyes staring at him, and with the experience of last time, this kind of thing should not happen again.

So what's going on?

The driver probably also saw that he was really in a hurry, and the car drove so fast along the way that the time was suddenly compressed by half an hour faster than usual.

Yan Qiu got out of the car, thanked him, then pushed the door and walked in without stopping, walking all the way to the study.

Recently, the lisianthus blooms, and Master comes here almost every day, and then sits by the window to watch the lisianthus for a day.

He pushed open the door of the study, and the master was indeed there.

He was sitting alone on the scholar's chair of red rosewood, and was looking out. There was a half-peeled apple on the windowsill, and the cut part had turned slightly yellow due to oxidation.

Seeing Master sitting here, Yan Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, but did not see Li Zhi.

"Master." Yan Qiu went to sit next to Mr. Li and asked, "Where is Mr. Li?"

Mr. Li seemed a little sleepy, with his eyes half closed, he turned his head and looked at him when he heard the words, a daze flashed in his eyes when he saw him, as if he couldn't understand what he said, he could only smile at him apologetically.

Yan Qiu knew that he forgot himself again.

Now that Mr. Li's memory is getting worse and worse, Yan Qiu has gotten used to it, so he didn't force it anymore, but picked up the half-peeled apple on the windowsill and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the study, he ran into Lin Ye who hurried over.

Lin Ye has been with Li Zhi for many years, nothing else, Li Zhi has learned ten percent of his calmness, so it is rare for Yan Qiu to see him so flustered.

"Lin Ye, what's wrong with you?" Yan Qiu asked.

Lin Ye didn't seem to expect to meet him here, he was startled, and even took a step back, seeing him, he quickly replied: "No, it's nothing, you're back."

"Yeah." Yan Qiu always felt that he was acting weird today, but he was anxious to find Li Zhi, so he didn't think too much, but asked him, "Where's Mr. Li?"

"Sir... went... on a business trip." Lin Ye avoided his eyes, looked down at his feet, he seemed to be very hot, and even raised his hand to wipe the sweat that oozed from his forehead at some point.

"Business trip?" Yan Qiu was a little surprised when he heard the words, "Didn't he say that the company's affairs have come to an end?"

"Well..." Lin Ye was silent for a moment, and then continued: "I have something to do temporarily, so let me take care of the old man first when I come back."

"Did you send him to the airport?" Yan Qiu asked.

"...Yes." Lin Ye nodded, but his tone was not firm.

Lin Ye never lied to himself, so although he looked a little strange today, Yan Qiu still believed in his words.

Everything before had a reasonable explanation in an instant. No wonder Mr. Li suddenly didn't answer his call or reply to his message. He should be on the plane now, right?

Just why didn't you tell yourself on a temporary business trip?

After learning that nothing happened, Yan Qiu was finally relieved, so he didn't pursue too much.

When the plane landed, Li Zhi would always call back.

Now that Mr. Li is not here, he has to continue to take care of Mr. Li.

So Yan Qiu washed the apple again, cut off the yellowed part, then cut it into small pieces, took it back, and put it in front of Mr. Li.

Old Man Li looked at him, then at the cut apple in front of him, reached out and took one, but handed it to him instead of eating it.

Yan Qiu was stunned for a moment, and took one out from the plate, "Master, I have it, you can eat it."

Seeing this, Mr. Li thought for a moment, then picked up the apple and ate it.

Yan Qiu also took a bite of the apple, and the crunchy and sweet juice came out of his mouth. It tasted really good. For some reason, Yan Qiu suddenly remembered the dusty past that Li Zhi told him.

Mrs. Li loves apples the most.

Thinking of this, the originally sweet flesh suddenly became astringent.

Yan Qiu followed Mr. Li's line of sight and looked out together. Outside the hollowed-out wall was a piece of light golden lisianthus swaying in the breeze.

Even though Mrs. Li is eighty years old and gradually forgets everything, deep in her memory she still firmly remembers that her favorite food is apples and her favorite flower is eustoma, and she refuses to forget no matter what.

I am so forgetful when get old, but never forget lovesickness.①

Yan Qiu thinks that one day in the future when he reaches this age, he will forget Li Zhi because of his aging and memory decline.

What should he do then?

Even if it's just a possibility, it's still sad to think about it.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiu suddenly thought of Li Zhi.

He took out his mobile phone, knowing that there was no message, but he still opened the chat interface of WeChat.

It was empty inside, still only the sentence he asked just now.

"Are you occupied?"

Probably haven't gotten off the plane yet.

In fact, it would not be too late to wait for him to get off the plane, but for some reason Yan Qiu suddenly couldn't wait.

So he followed up with the message just now.

"I miss you so much."

"Li Zhi, I miss you so much."

After waiting for Mr. Li to fall asleep, Yan Qiu returned to his room.

It was still early, and he didn't feel sleepy at all, so he took a piece of red sandalwood and planned to carve it into a wood carving.

Prices for his works have skyrocketed since the last auction.

Some people even paid a lot of money to find him to order, and Yan Qiu would occasionally pick up two pieces, such as today's one, which was a pre-ordered birthday present.

Recently, because of Mr. Li's affairs, he has not had time to start carving, and today he finally had time, so he began to think carefully, what would be more suitable to carve?

But today don't know why was very disturbed, and didn't have a clue after thinking about it for a long time.

Little Lihua could always accurately sense the changes in his mood. She was sleeping, but she woke up suddenly by opening her eyes, and jumped onto his lap.

Seeing this, Yan Qiu raised his hand and touched it.

"It's eight o'clock." Yan Qiu looked up at his watch, "Has Mr. Li got off the plane yet?"

Little Lihua naturally wouldn't answer, but just rubbed his head against him.

Yan Qiu took out his mobile phone and looked at the screen of the mobile phone for the umpteenth time, but it was still empty and there was no message.

Although there was Lin Ye's explanation, Yan Qiu was still not completely relieved.

Without hearing from Li Zhi, Yan Qiu might not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

"Probably still on the plane." Yan Qiu tried to comfort himself.

Then he picked up the carving knife and slowly repaired the red sandalwood in his hand.

It was probably because Li Zhi always replied to him immediately before, which made him so worried this time.

It's not impossible for the phone to run out of battery, not to mention that Mr. Li is so busy, how could he stare at the phone all the time like him...

Yan Qiu silently found one reason after another in his heart. Because he was too absorbed, he accidentally cut his finger with the carving knife, and blood oozed out immediately.

"hiss……"

The pain in his fingertips finally brought Yan Qiu back to his senses. Seeing the blood on his fingertips, he quickly pulled out a tissue to stop the bleeding.

However, before he had time to cover his wound, the cell phone that had been quiet all day finally rang.

He lowered his eyes, and saw the name he had been waiting for all day finally jumping up on the phone screen.

Li Zhi.

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