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When Wen Jingcheng was about to go out, he didn't see Mu Chu, so he asked Aunt Mei curiously.

"Xiao Chu, I don't know, I just left in a hurry."

Wen Jingcheng didn't take it to heart, smiled nonchalantly and went out, got off the car and said goodbye to the driver in a particularly good mood.

Yan Muqi's office is on the 12th floor, and Wen Jingcheng looked worriedly at the elevator in front of him.He didn't really want to take the elevator up, but the stairs on the 12th floor made him daunted.Wen Jingcheng looked at the insulated lunch box in his hand, gritted his teeth and pressed the up button of the elevator.The moment the elevator closed, he saw a flash of light blue clothes, and Wen Jingcheng immediately thought of Mu Chu in his mind.

He immediately denied his own thoughts, no matter how much Mu Chu wanted to get Yan Muqi, it was impossible for him to show his face at this time, everyone in the family knew that he was here to deliver food to Yan Muqi, and he came at this time as a Death option.

Wen Jingcheng grasped the handle of the heat preservation box nervously, swallowing unnaturally in his throat.His whole body was tense, and he began to sweat from the moment the elevator doors were completely closed.All the memories, all the feelings came to my mind.

Darkness, silence, hunger, cold.....

Wen Jingcheng stared desperately at the number of the elevator as if he was grasping at a straw, he wanted the elevator to be faster, faster.It's coming soon... You can go out soon... Hold on a little longer, it will be fine....

Wen Jingcheng was so frightened by the shaking of the elevator that he could barely hold the insulation box in his hand, the sudden darkness, the sudden stop of the elevator, and the very obvious sound of his own heavy breathing in the elevator.

Wen Jingcheng spoke to the air with a trembling voice, but no one responded, except for his own voice that had not dissipated, there was no other voice.

Wen Jingcheng squatted in the elevator almost collapsed, his back was pressed against the wall of the elevator, and the insulation box in his hand was thrown out by him at some point. The soup and food scattered all over the floor, and the elevator was immediately full of taste of the food.But it made Wen Jingcheng even more frightened, exactly the same...almost the same.

"Is there anyone... woo... Is there someone to save me... Is there someone to accompany me..." Wen Jingcheng wrapped his arms around his arms and hugged himself tightly , Even so, he still felt the cold hit him one after another.

Wen Jingcheng can hardly distinguish reality from his own memories, which is real, whether he is still in the basement at home, or in Yan Muqi's company.

Did I give Yan Muqi a good morning kiss this morning? Is Yan Muqi real? Did I really come out of it?

Wen Jingcheng closed his eyes tightly, and helpless tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, soaking his sleeves.

where is thisWhere am I now, will my mother remember to send me food today?

The weather is getting cold, will my mother remember to send me clothes?

I'm so hungry, my stomach is rumbling, and my mother hasn't been here for a day.

Whether it's snowing outside or not, I can't even see what it looks like outside.

The little brother next door should be playing with the children to make a snowman now, he likes playing with snow the most, will he still remember me now?

When will Dad come to see me? As long as Dad comes, Mom will let me go out for a while.

"The moon is bright, the wind is quiet, and the leaves cover the window lattice... The crickets are called clank, just like the sound of the strings... The sound of the piano is soft, the sound is beautiful, and the cradle is gently swinging... Mother's baby closes his eyes and sleeps in a dream..."

"You can't keep your child, you know it yourself, don't you?"

"I didn't say no, just keep it if you want."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you. I knew you were not in good health and let you go back alone."

........

"Dad, Dad, it's so cold here, why didn't you protect me well?"

Wen Jingcheng couldn't see clearly what was in front of him, it was all dark, and he couldn't even distinguish reality from memories.All kinds of voices lingered in his ears, he was about to be drowned, and he couldn't see the exit or hope.

It seems that I have been staying in the basement when I was a child, without light, without knowing the time, and without direction.

Yan Muqi has never been so flustered as he is now. The person on the bed has been crying and struggling, saying unintelligible words.Yan Muqi had never seen such a fragile and vulnerable Wen Jingcheng, like a porcelain doll, which would shatter when touched.He could only wait for himself to wake up, and the doctor left after infusing him with fluid.

When he was informed that the elevator was out of service, Yan Muqi didn't think too much about it, until the security guard saw someone entering the elevator from the surveillance camera, and that person was his wife who was just sick, Yan Muqi couldn't describe what he felt at that time. Feeling.

Scared, flustered, overwhelmed.

When the firefighters were driving the elevator, Yan Muqi didn't even dare to stay at the scene, he was afraid of hearing bad news.

It's so dark in the elevator, his little wife usually has to open the window at home, might she be very scared.

Yan Muqi stretched out his hand to caress Wen Jingcheng who had calmed down on the bed, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers.There was a deep love and pity in his eyes that hadn't been seen for a long time.

When Wen Jingcheng woke up, it was almost afternoon and it was time for dinner. When he just opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly, and his eyes were hazy.His body felt weak for a while, and he couldn't lift a bit of strength.

Yan Muqi was looking at the documents on the table with his back turned to him, and when he heard the voice, he turned his head immediately, and saw that when he woke up, surprise almost overflowed his face.

"You finally woke up. If you don't wake up, the whole family will die of anxiety. Why didn't you tell me in advance, and I asked the secretary to go down to pick you up. Are you going to scare me to death if you do this?" Yan Muqi stretched out his hand Passed a glass of water at just the right temperature, inserted a straw into Wen Jingcheng's hand.

Wen Jingcheng lowered his head and drank the water in his hand in one gulp. His heart was still empty. He hadn't been in a closed space for many years. He hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time. Anyone will respond to him.He was really afraid of these things, afraid of the silence, afraid of not seeing the light.

After Wen Jingcheng drank the water, he saw Mu Chu push the door in. The moment he raised his head, the light blue that caught his eyes made Wen Jingcheng's pupils shrink.It was as if a big stone was being pressed against his heart, making him unable to breathe.

Mu Chu put down the porridge in his hand and walked out without saying a single extra word.Wen Jingcheng heard himself asking Yan Muqi in a trembling voice: "Why did the company's elevator suddenly stop working?"

Yan Muqi's expression froze for a moment, and then he coughed unnaturally: "That day, there was an employee's child who was naughty and closed the elevator gate."

Wen Jingcheng responded lightly, he felt his heart was hammered hard, which made him almost unable to think about the problem.

Obviously I saw Mu Chu, obviously...it was Mu Chu's clothes...why did I help Mu Chu lie?