Chapter 1821 Duplicity (42)
Yu Xuewei glanced at her phone and said, "No, wasn't it your rest time yesterday?"
During the break, didn't he refuse all meetings?
The man holding the mobile phone, his dark and calm eyes fell on the antipyretics on the bedside table.
Beside the pills, there is also a glass of water.
The water has been half drunk, and the temperature is already cold when touched.
His fingertips trembled slightly, tightening unconsciously.
Breathing seems to be messed up.
"No...not you?"
Yu Xuewei switched hands to hold the phone, "What is it me?"
"Last night... Let me think about it, Mr. Yun should have passed by last night, right? Did you see her?"
There was no sound on the phone, he didn't speak, and he didn't respond.
Excessively quiet.
Yu Xuewei glanced at the time.
"It's like this. Mr. Yun happened to live in Huating Garden last night, and I couldn't get in touch with you, so I asked her to go and see you."
"I also told her the password of your gate, but it was already late at that time, and she might not have gone there either."
"What? Something is missing from the house—"
Before he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.
There was a busy tone of "beep beep—", mechanical and cold.
"..." Yu Xuewei put down her phone and looked at it, inexplicable.
"What's the matter, this is..."
Unable to understand, she shook her head.
Turn around and go back to work.
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In the room, Jiang Wen almost stumbled and ran out.
Not even wearing shoes.
Holding on to the wall, his body froze suddenly.
Fix the place and look down from upstairs.
Looking at the figure lying curled up on the sofa in the living room downstairs, his fingertips were trembling, and his heartbeat seemed to have stopped for a moment.
He stood there barefoot, as if he couldn't feel the coldness of the ground, motionless, just staring at it.
The pitch-black gaze seemed to be filled with emotions.
Fingers curled up and slightly clenched into fists.
Silence, deathly silence.
In the empty house, it seems that all sounds have disappeared, and time has also stopped.
And the person curled up there seemed to be imaginary, it made people tremble, and they didn't dare to approach it at all.
I'm afraid that it will disappear as soon as I touch it.
The man with a pale face stood there for a long time like a statue.
Raise your hand and go downstairs slowly.
Step by step, even a little staggering.
As if afraid of disturbing the slender and quiet person, no sound came out.
It is so quiet that no one can notice it.
Until, you can reach out and touch it.
The sofa in the living room is big and soft.
She was probably tired, curled up there, and fell asleep peacefully.
The air conditioner in the house is on and still blowing.
She was not covered with a quilt, and her hands and feet were icy cold.
The beautiful side face is fair and delicate, with soft contours, and the lips are also the color of flowers.
It is very red and looks soft.
The whole person is as bright as if he walked out of a painting.
Jiang Wen looked at her steadfastly and remained silent.
Just lightly, pick up the remote control of the air conditioner on the side, and turn off the air conditioner.
There was a "di—", the sound was particularly loud in the quiet and empty house.
His movements froze, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
The beautiful person curled up there was awakened almost instantly.
Opened his eyes, moved, rubbed his eyes.
Sit up slowly, and then, saw him.
She was obviously taken aback.
"you're awake?"
He put his hands behind his back, not looking at her.
Eyes lowered, indifferent.
"Um."
(end of this chapter)