I want to be your white moonlight

Lin Xiang ran back to the eaves, hiding from the rain, while calling Wen Yao.

He didn't have Huo Sirong's contact information, so he couldn't ask Mr. Huo, so he could only call Wen Yao's number over and over again.

The strange thing is that the calls that kept coming in the past two days seem to have put him on the blacklist now.Lin Xiang didn't get through, and Wen Yao didn't answer.

If there was an address, Lin Xiang could still come to look for it, but he didn't even know where Huo Sirong lived.

Except for the first time at the Huo family's old house, and later when Huo Sirong came to him, they usually stayed in the car, or went to a secluded hotel. Except for going to bed and Huo Sirong giving him the monthly living expenses, the two of them had almost no interaction.

Does Lin Yan know Huo Sirong's address?Lin Xiang suddenly thought that if he told Lin Yan about this, Lin Yan would help him.

No, Huo Sirong warned him not to bother Lin Yan, and the relationship between the two of them should not be noticed by Lin Yan.If Lin Xiang asked Lin Yan for help rashly, Huo Sirong, who valued Lin Yan more than his life, might have skinned him.

He is obviously his elder brother, but now he has to go through Huo Sirong even to meet him.

Since when did it become like this?

The day Huo Sirong promised to sponsor him to go to college?

Lin's mother got out of bed dragging her body sick, cooked a meal for Huo Sirong herself, she was grateful and grateful, and said that Huo Sirong was the living Bodhisattva sent to their Lin family by God.Only Lin Xiang saw that Huo Sirong accepted Mama Lin's gratitude with a smile on his face, and turned around to spit a mouthful of food into a tissue.

When Huo Sirong looked at him, there was no trace of emotion in his beautiful and stern eyes.

Only when facing Lin Yan, did Huo Sirong show his sincerity.

Lin Xiang wiped his eyes, this mobile phone was also left to him by Lin Yan, it was already a little stuck, and the battery was not durable.

He flipped through the contact book, his thumb landed on the word "brother", hesitating.

In the end, Huo Sirong will definitely be angry if he fails to press the button and goes directly to Lin Yan.

When he got angry, Lin Xiang had to see blood on his back, and it hurt like hell.Lin Xiang shuddered and gave up.

Let's go to the magazine to visit Zhang Zihao on Monday.

Lin Xiang ran back into the rain, the south gate was not far from the lecture hall, the bus station was at the gate, he planned to visit He Siyuan and the others.

The hospital beds were empty.

Lin Xiang was stunned and tried to call He Siyuan, but he couldn't get through. He seemed to disappear with Wen Yao.

People came and went in the hospital, Lin Xiangchu stood in front of the empty hospital bed, his eyes darkened.

He turned around and ran to the nurse's station. The nurses in blue clothes were extremely busy, carrying liquid bottles and infusion needles in a hurry. Lin Xiang waited for a while before he found a nurse who was temporarily free. He stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me for bed No. Has the patient been discharged from the hospital?"

The nurse glanced at him impatiently, lowered her head to look through the records, and said very quickly: "Children with acute leukemia, right? They were admitted to the hospital last night, and left after paying the bill this morning."

Qianqian's illness cannot be cured in a short time, and she will definitely be hospitalized for a long time. What is He Siyuan thinking?No money for hospitalization?

The mobile phone has only 20.00% power left, and the charging prompt will sound immediately.Lin Xiang walked to the place where there were few people at the stairs, and dialed the landline of He Siyuan's house, but no one answered.Lin Xiang turned to call He Siyuan's cell phone, but the other party reminded him that it was turned off.

Could it be that He Siyuan and Qianqian disappeared?

Lin Xiang walked out of the hospital, looking around in a daze.

The base of the cross sculpture at the entrance of the hospital reads "I wish you good health". An old man in a wheelchair stared at the sky with blank eyes. A young couple argued whether they should have a third child. The ambulance was blocked by crowded private cars. Impatiently honking the horn.

He Siyuan finally called, it was the number of a public phone booth.