"Brother." Shi Jian shouted softly.

Shi Jingrong stood up expressionlessly, threw the short arrow aside, and sat on the ground almost weakly, holding his forehead and staring at the ground. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Yifeng seemed even more wrong, his eyes were not as bright as a wooden carving under his hands, without any soul.

Shi Jin frowned, but decided to comfort the child first.

Yifeng seemed to be unable to listen to anything at all, and he buried his head in the depth of field neck like a mechanical one, saying nothing, as if even the breathing sound was so weak.

Nan Yanyu happened to call at this time.

"Brother Shen, I'm outside the company now, where are you?" Nan Yanyu's voice came from the phone, and Yi Feng suddenly moved.

Shi Jingshen frowned and looked at the child, and said softly: "There is something wrong with Yifeng. You are waiting for me in the surveillance area at the company's door. I'll come soon."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and immediately called Qin Yu, then held Yifeng and looked at him, and spoke softly to him, "Can I bring my sister here later?"

Yi Feng still had no expression when he heard this and nodded gently.

Shi Jingshen picked up Yifeng, entered Yifeng's room, and placed him on the bay window. The golden sunlight bathed him, and finally felt a little warm.

Shi Jing Shen breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his head, checked around the room, picked up the computer and played his favorite cartoon, hoping to let him recover.

But how could it be so easy?

Yi Feng seemed to be unable to gather his attention at all, and his eyes were all distracted.

Shi Jingshen naturally couldn't let him stay with the corpse, so he decided to put him in the room first.

In the living room, Shi Jingrong was already sitting on the sofa, with half of his face sinking in the shadows, like a cloud chasing the sun outside the window.

"Brother, are you okay?" Shi Jingshen stood behind him and asked slowly.

Shi Jingrong said "hmm" but did not make any moves.

Shi Jingshen did not continue to ask questions, but said, "Yifeng is in his room now, you should go and see him. I have called Qin Yu. He will be back soon after the bureau is close. I will take Yanyu first."

Shi Jingrong nodded gently and stood up in a little embarrassed manner.

Shi Jingshen glanced at him, sighed and turned away.

Just a few steps away, Shi Jingrong's steps staggered to Yifeng's door.

Yifeng sat on the bay window, and his whole body looked like a doll.

Just as delicate, as beautiful, and not angry.

Shi Jingrong didn't walk in. He leaned against the door frame and slowly slid down little by little.

Everything just now was effortless, but very tired.

The woman looked very much like Xu Si, and for a moment he felt that his waiting had finally come to an end.

It was not until he met his eyes that he realized that all the waiting seemed to be fruitless.

He couldn't afford the word "worthy" and he had always lived with the word "Xu Si".

He humbly and cowardly hoped that there would be any news about Xu Si, even if it was just a little bit, a little bit, and just a little bit, he could feel that these were worth it.

But where is there a little spark?

How many nights did it take, and my heart surged and my heart was filled with sorrow that could not be melted?
Chapter completed!