Jian Qian couldn't even say more. She thought that Fu Yanye must be extremely tired, or, perhaps, extremely uneasy.
He and Zhuo Jian have been with him for so many years, but because of her...
It has been almost a week since I moved into the mansion prepared by the Liu couple for her. There is no news about Feng Ying, and no news about Zhuo Jian.
This summer seems to be spent in such darkness and loss.
She often felt panic and regretful. Shouldn't she go to Zhuo Jian to find Zhuo Jian, so she would not cause this trouble to Zhuo Jian.
She was too selfish. She used to think that as long as she didn't cause trouble to others, but...
She caused it.
The couple had two or four children, as well as elders. No matter which one of them had any problems, they were very inadmissible to that family.
The next day she saw someone walking outside the door upstairs, but the person was not close to inside. She felt nervous and immediately called Liu Yuntian, "Are you looking for someone to guard outside?"
"You are being monitored, I will come over to see you later, don't go out."
Liu Yuntian hung up after he finished speaking.
Jian Qian didn't say anything until Liu Yun arrived every day after dark.
The car slowly drove into the yard, and then the shutter closed automatically. He parked the car and walked into it with a big handful of roses.
Jian Qian was waiting at the door, and saw him carrying roses, and asked, "What's going on?"
"It's a good look, and it's really a long time since I sent you money."
Liu Yuntian said, sending the flowers to her arms.
When Jian Qian took it, he hugged her shoulder and walked in. Jian Qian looked at the place where she was hugged her shoulder and didn't dare to ask more questions.
It was not until later that the two of them entered the toilet that he whispered, "There is surveillance outside."
Looking out the window, he was standing against her at the door and beside the wall, extremely ambiguous.
Liu Yuntian looked out the window, as if he had just discovered it, and then closed the blinds.
Jian Qian was even more stunned. A little thing was just now, outside her window.
She asked nervously: "What the hell is going on?"
"You are targeted by Feng."
"What?"
Jian Qian couldn't believe that the people outside were from Feng's family.
"The old man Feng's family is not dead yet, and he is still smart. Recently, he is preparing for the wedding of Feng Ying and that woman..."
He suddenly stopped.
Jian Qian also stopped, her mind was blank.
"Qianqian, if they really get married, would you blame him?"
Liu Yuntian still couldn't help asking her.
At that time, he was forced to marry his wife. She blamed him for being useless.
Jian Qian lowered her head, blame him?
Or, it's just that they are not in a good match, it's just...
never mind.
She doesn't blame anyone.
She lowered her eyes and shook her head.
"Qianqian, the old man of the Feng family is worried that you will disturb Feng Ying's mind, so before his wedding, he will probably send someone to stare at you. You must be mentally prepared."
"Last time I felt like a clown, or was your dad talking to me."
“…”
Liu Yuntian lowered his head guiltily.
"Yuntian, maybe it should have been like this. It's because I am not sober and fall in love with someone I shouldn't love."
Jian Qian wanted to smile, but her mouth was very bitter.
She didn't laugh at all, but she carried the flowers he sent to find the vase.
She had to calm down, not for others, but for the in her stomach.
Even if you can't get love, it's good to have a little guy rely on her for life.
At least in her life, she has nothing.
She put all the flowers in the vase, and they were blooming brightly.
Liu Yuntian left in the middle of the night and returned to his own home.
After more than ten days of continuous development, it seemed that it was about to be the hottest time of summer, and her belly became bigger.
But there was no movement in Feng Ying, and Zhuo Jian still had no news.
Fu Yanye was particularly sure that Zhuo Jian was not dead, but where did she go?
Jian Qian even wondered if it was Fu Yanye who thought it was wrong.
He just loved her so much that he didn't admit that she was dead.
Jian Qian thought, if that was true, it would be fine if he thought so, but what about her?
How should she atone for her sins?
What face does she have to go back, and what face does she have to go back to the TV station?
That was the world that Zhuo Jian conquered for her.
There are also Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian’s four children.
What should she face them again?
If they ask her where her mother went, how should she answer?
After a while, she didn't know what month it was, but her belly became bigger and the leaves of the sycamore tree outside the window began to fall.
It was not until later that the doctor came to check her on time and told her that she had been five months old that she remembered that she was five months pregnant.
From June to November, not just autumn, but winter comes quietly.
No wonder it's so cold these days.
After the doctor left, she accidentally shed a tear, and she realized that she still felt it.
There is still no news about Zhuo Jian, and there is no Feng Ying. Only day after day, Liu Yuntian came to see her on time every night and occasionally lived here.
——
That night, she wanted to go back. She felt that the fetus had settled down now. As the sinner who made Zhuo Jian disappear, she should go back and face it bravely, but...
Liu Yuntian stopped her, "You are not allowed to go anywhere now."
"Yuntian, if my sister really leaves..."
"I saw an article online yesterday, from abroad."
Liu Yuntian said.
"What?"
"It's very similar to her writing style."
"You mean, sister, sister, she is abroad?"
"I'm just inferring, too."
As a fan of Zhuo Jian, Liu Yuntian is very familiar with her writing style, and he has a kind of intuition that Zhuo Jian should be found.
Jian Qian was excited, and the little guy in her stomach kicked her. She sat down with her stomach, and then asked, "I want to read where that article is, too."
Liu Yuntian found the article from his mobile phone and gave it to her.
Jian Qian suddenly burst into tears, "It's my sister's writing style, where is this address?"
"In a place that was dangerous for her."
"What?"
"Fu Yanye should be there now. I'll ask Feng Ying to call him."
"Feng Ying?"
Feng Ying?
After hearing Feng Ying, she lowered her head in disappointment.
He has never appeared since that night.
It's November, and they may not see each other again this year.
She hopes that she will not spend the New Year alone in this strange, cold place.
She hopes that Fu Yanye will find Zhuo Jian soon.
It was a great blessing for her to know that Zhuo Jian was not dead.
——
In early December, a few days before Christmas, Fu Yanye and Wang Rui walked on the familiar streets of the city.
After Rees rampantly insisted that he had never seen Zhuo Jian and those in prison firmly stated that they had never given Rees privileges, their search was deadlocked.
But he did not leave.
Reese's eyes told him that they had seen it.
Not outside, or in prison?
The tall man suddenly stopped in the cold wind and suddenly looked at the cafe diagonally opposite.