Drifting Towards You

Simocheng's expression became serious, and he slowly removed the phone from his ear, staring at the number on it for a while.

After a short while, the phone automatically hangs up.

The comrade on the side glanced at him and said, "What's the matter?"

Si Mocheng shook his head, did not make a sound, but dialed Li Xiaoxiao's phone again.

Unfortunately, the result is still the same.

There was only a cold female voice on the phone, and no one responded.

Si Mocheng put down his phone, his eyes were as dark as ink, his eyes fell silent at the airport exit.

A few minutes later, Lieutenant Zhang drove the car, and Si Mocheng got in the car without saying a word.

Until the car gradually left the airport and galloped on the spacious road, Simocheng didn't make a sound, just holding the phone tightly with one big hand.

Adjutant Zhang looked at his colonel's face from the rearview mirror, and then he set his sights on the road ahead.

There was silence in the car, but the man's deep eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion.

But even so, the man is still strong, upright and stable.

Until more than an hour later, the car slowly stopped in the Sifu compound.

As soon as the car stopped, Si Mocheng walked straight to the room with a pair of long legs before the soldiers stepped forward to open the door.

Along the way, the soldiers saluted solemnly.

Si Mocheng walked into the hall without squinting.

The first floor is still the same as before, and there is no change in it. He only glanced at it and went straight to the second floor.

Adjutant Zhang in front of the door looked at his back, sighed lightly, shook his head and said nothing.

Simocheng's jaw was tight, his black leather shoes stepped on the wooden floor, making a slight crunch, the first thing after going upstairs was to push Li Xiaoxiao's door open.

The door was pushed open, and he stopped.

The pale pink room is still clean and tidy. It seems that people come to clean it every day, so there is no dust.

She was in a different mess at the time, and the bed was no longer clumped together, but neatly laid half-folded on the bed.

There were not too many things on the table, but some of her favorite gadgets were gone.

Si Mocheng's big hand dropped on the doorknob and walked in a few steps slowly.

Opening the closet, her clothes are much less, and the suitcase is gone.

There are not many things, but it looks very empty.

Si Mocheng stood there and looked at the empty room in a daze. It was not until a long time later that he slowly approached her dressing table.

The dressing table is not big, white European style.

Because she rarely puts on makeup, there are very few things on the dressing table before.

But right now, it was even more empty, except for a small rabbit doll and two cosmetic bottles that were about to run out, there was nothing else.

Si Mocheng held the doll in his hand, his eyes darkening red.

The doll was held tightly by his big hand, and it was firmly pinched in his hand.

Blue veins appeared on the man's forehead, and his whole body was frightening.

A few seconds later, Simocheng turned and walked out of her bedroom. He happened to run into the servant who was upstairs. He said solemnly, "Where is Li Xiaoxiao?"

The servant shuddered unconsciously, lowered his head and said nervously: "Li...Miss Li hasn't come back for a long time."

Si Mocheng did not ask her again, and after walking downstairs with a pair of long legs, he went straight to the direction of the car.

Adjutant Zhang hurried forward: "Colonel..."

However, Simocheng didn't even glance at him, he just sat in the position of the co-pilot and started the car.

Adjutant Zhang stood there, and saw the car shadow galloping away like a bolt of lightning, gradually disappearing from sight.

Adjutant Zhang sighed and shook his head.