Xu Baozhu stayed at home for a while before leaving. Later, his mood stabilized. He also talked a lot about the orphanage with An Zhisu. An Zhisu once again discovered that Xu Baozhu's memory was only missing the part related to Ding Qi.
, other things are still fresh in my memory.
An Zhisu waited for Ye Lancheng to come back in the evening and told him what happened in the afternoon. Ye Lancheng nodded after listening and told her what Lao Jiu had found out.
"Your guess is good. Ding Qi once stayed in the Lingxin Welfare Institute for a year. Later, he ran out on his own. The orphanage searched for him for a few days and then disappeared."
"As expected." An Zhisu asked, "Have you found out how Ding Qi ran from his hometown to City S? Isn't his hometown far away from here?"
"Ding Qi was sent to Lingxin Welfare Home by the police together with other children. The old director said that there were seven or eight children in that group, all of whom were trafficked and sold to beg in S City. The police rescued a large number of children.
Most of the children were picked up by their parents, and those whose parents could not be found were sent to orphanages," Ye Lancheng said.
An Zhisu understood that he was trafficked from his hometown to S city by human traffickers.
"It feels like the clue has been broken again." An Zhisu was a little frustrated. He thought he could find out Ding Qi's life trajectory now, but he didn't expect that the orphanage only had his basic information. What happened after he ran away from the orphanage?
No one knows anymore.
"It's not like I gained nothing. At least I got Ding Qi's blood type and DNA sample from the welfare institution." Ye Lancheng felt that the gain was quite big. A person's appearance and identity can be changed, but DNA cannot be changed. With Ding Qi's DNA sample,
, it will also be convenient to compare with Thorne’s in the future.
Hearing this, An Zhisu finally smiled: "As long as your hard work is not in vain. By the way, is Ding Qi's mother alive or dead?"
An Zhisu can't remember it well. Ding Qi's information is like a jigsaw puzzle. It takes time to find all the pieces. As time goes by, An Zhisu will also forget it.
"Not dead yet, crazy." Ye Lancheng said.
"Oh, I think about it, he's quite crazy." An Zhisu thought about it and said in silence: "Ding Qi's heart is quite cruel. He has never been back to visit him even once in so many years."
An Zhisu mentioned Ding Qi's mother casually. Ye Lancheng suddenly thought of something and immediately took out his cell phone to call Lao Jiu.
"Young Master." Lao Jiu answered in seconds.
"Have you checked Ding Qi's mother?" Ye Lancheng asked.
"Isn't his mother crazy?" Lao Jiu wondered, what could there be to find out about a madman?
"Go and check. I remember you said that his mother was abducted. Check the missing persons case that year to see if any of his mother's family members reported the case." Ye Lancheng warned.
Lao Jiu immediately responded yes.
"It all happened decades ago, so it's not easy to check," An Zhisu said.
"Check slowly." Ye Lancheng is not in a hurry. Now he can only cast a wide net and see which net can catch the fish.
An Zhisu nodded: "I'll put the bath water in for you."
Ye Lancheng hummed, leaned on the sand and closed his eyes to rest.
…
Thorne has been living in An's house for the past two days. He is waiting for Ye Lancheng to put An Tingnuan back. The first day has passed, and the second day has passed. Thorne has trouble sleeping and eating, and he is worried every minute.
Life was like being tortured on fire, and Ye Lancheng returned his suffering to him tenfold.
This night was another sleepless night. Thorne's eyes were filled with red blood, green stubble had grown on his beard that he hadn't shaved for three days, and his lips, which rarely drank water, were also peeled.
After sitting all night, Thorne's limbs became stiff and numb. He stood up holding on to the armrest of the sofa, dragged his numb leg into the kitchen, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it in one breath.
.
Bang!
He threw the glass heavily onto the flow table, and the cracks from the bottom of the glass were like spider webs. It looked like Thorne's expression at this time, which was already chapped from too much worry. It looked extremely terrifying.
Toot!
Just when Thorne felt like he was going crazy, two car horns sounded outside the villa.
Thorne ran out almost immediately and opened the door of the villa with a bang. He only had time to see the tail of a car and a sack that had just been thrown on the ground.
"Ting Nuan." Thorne immediately squatted down, opened the sack, and suddenly saw the dying An Ting Nuan.
Thorne's expression changed dramatically. He carried An Tingnuan into the villa with a sack, put him on the sofa, ran to the kitchen to get water, and then turned back to give her water.
An Tingnuan was not completely comatose, she was just dehydrated for too long and had no strength to open her eyes. When her lips touched the long-lost water, she immediately opened her mouth greedily, like a dry land that has been exposed to dew for a long time.
"Drink slowly, don't choke." Thorne felt distressed and felt relieved for her.
An Tingnuan drank one glass after another, and after three or five glasses of water, she regained a little strength. She threw herself into Thorn's arms and cried loudly. Her voice was hoarse due to dryness, as if she was being strangled by a hand.
An Tingnuan was shaking with fear. She was locked in a dark room. She couldn't move her limbs or use her mouth to call for help. No one looked at her, and no one gave her food or drink. She couldn't tell the difference between day and night.
At night, her stomach cramped due to hunger, and her throat was filled with smoke from thirst. She was so exhausted that she was almost comatose, thinking she was going to die.
The feeling of hearing the footsteps of the God of Death approaching little by little, was like lingering. She was so scared that she fainted several times, but when she woke up she was still alive, and then she was frightened and fainted repeatedly, and then experienced repeated torture. She felt that she was fast.
Tortured to the point of going crazy.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay. I swear, I will never let you experience this kind of fear and terror again." Thorne hated himself for not protecting her well and causing her to suffer three days of darkness.
An Tingnuan couldn't stop crying, and she really fainted while crying. She hadn't eaten or drank for three days, and she had already lost her strength. Being able to hold on until now was considered very strong.
Thorne did not take her to the hospital, but carried her upstairs. There were nutritional injections in the room that he had prepared long ago. He gave her an injection and a glucose drip, and then went downstairs to start giving her
Cook.
An Tingnuan's sleep was not peaceful. Her dreams were full of fear and darkness. However, she was frightened and woke up in a cold sweat after two or three hours. Fortunately, Thorne was by her side. As soon as she saw Thorne, she woke up in cold sweat.
Well, you know you are safe.
"Do you feel better?" Seeing her wake up, Thorne wiped her sweat with a handkerchief and asked gently.
An Tingnuan hummed in a hoarse voice: "Much better."
"I've cooked. How about you get up, take a shower, and then eat?" Thorne coaxed him like a child.
An Tingnuan has not taken a shower for three days. Now that the weather is getting hot, she can smell the stench on her body.
"Okay." She couldn't bear the stench, so she took Thorn's hand and climbed up.
Thorne helped her to the bathroom and asked her to sit on the toilet. He filled her with bath water and dripped essential oil before walking out: "I'll go down and heat the food. If you need anything, call me. Don't be afraid."
An Tingnuan waited for Thorn to go out and quickly took off her clothes. She stood under the shower head and rinsed her body hard. After her whole body was rinsed clean, she threw herself into the bathtub and soaked in it. The aroma of essential oil was fragrant.