he has a clean freak

Recently, Yan Wangxiao's appearance is beautiful, but his heart is desolate.

Even less luck today.

It can be said that it is very bad.

Ye Yang's birthday, according to the usual practice in previous years, invited a group of friends from Y City to celebrate, set a banquet for dinner at the Grand Hyatt Restaurant, went to Zero Gray KTV luxury big box to sing after dinner, and introduced his confidant and friend to Yan Wangxiao by the way.

Unfortunately, Yan Wangxiao was going to make an announcement in the afternoon to be on a popular variety show.Let Ye Yang have dinner with his friends first, and he went directly to KTV after the show.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Ye Yang called Yan Wangxiao.Yan Wangxiao said that he was going to take a bath and change clothes at home, and he was going to go there, and told him not to worry.

Half an hour later, Yan Wangxiao called, saying that there was a traffic jam on the road, and there was a serious rear-end collision ahead, and the traffic would not be able to pass for a while.

At eight o'clock, Ye Yang called.Yan Wangxiao still stayed where he was.He asked, "Can't we take a detour?" Yan Wangxiao said, "I'm not familiar with the road over there."

Ye Yang probably knew that there was nothing he could do, so he had to wait at the KTV while chatting with Yan Wangxiao on WeChat.His friends were not interested in seeing him, and he was not emotional when he sang. This state seemed to be noticed by Yan Wangxiao.After a while, I sent a message and decided to use the navigation to detour.

Ye Yang simply left the box and waited at the roadside entrance.

The last call was made by Yan Wangxiao.Ye Yang picked up the phone, but no one spoke, only the sound of breathing.He "Hey, Second Young Master, you talk" for a long time, but there was no movement at all. Ye Yang was so anxious that he walked around holding the phone, kept spinning, and didn't pay attention to the traffic.From the corner of his eye, he saw the headlights of the car getting closer, but all his attention was focused on the movement of the phone, and he kept calling Er Shao, so he didn't have time to react.

Suddenly his arm was pulled violently by someone, he took several steps back and hit a person's chest.Only then did he realize in a daze that he was standing on the side of the road.

"Aren't you scratched?" A somewhat familiar male voice asked.

He didn't know who it was, the car that almost hit him braked in a sharp turn ahead, turned to the entrance road of KTV, and almost hit the security room.The owner of the car opened the cab door, fell out and turned around, cursing angrily: "Damn, crazy! Don't you have eyes!"

"I'm sorry, it's our fault, big brother, calm down, it's okay... Lan, there's something wrong with this kid."

Fu Yu and Liang Songying originally came from the parking lot. They saw the little lover of the second young master holding the phone and wandering around. They walked to the road several times. Fortunately, they stepped forward to remind them and avoided a disaster in time.

Ye Yang didn't take his own life seriously at this time, let alone say thank you to the savior, he just called Er Shao on the phone with a sad face.He regretted it very much. In order to avoid Yan Wangxiao's suspicion, he sent Chu Mingyan away from City Y a long time ago. Now that Chu Mingyan is gone, he realizes that he doesn't know what to do.

"Are you calling the soul, or the mourning?" Liang Songying was at a loss.

Ye Yang gave him a "bah", then sat on the side of the road, quietly listening to the sound of breathing coming from the mobile phone, and began to sob silently, with tears and snot running down his face, and crying: "Second Young Master..."

Seeing that Ye Yang was obviously out of control, Liang Songying almost lost his mind.If you leave him here alone, there will be accidents, so he said behind him: "Calm down, shouting can't solve the problem."

"It seems to be on the phone all the time?" Fu Yu leaned over to Ye Yang and looked at the phone.

Liang Songying went over and snatched the phone, "Hello, Second Young Master?"

Unsuspectingly, the sound of breathing came from the phone, obviously not the sound of sleeping peacefully, it was light and heavy, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow.Liang Songying felt palpitations, "Second Young Master?"

The phone hung up suddenly, and there was an empty tone of "beep beep".Liang Songying handed the phone back to Ye Yang, "He didn't speak, he hung up." Ye Yang answered it in a panic, and hurriedly called back.No one answered, resentment flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and he punched him.Liang Songying dodged quickly, "I'm sorry, it might be my fault. May I help you find him, please tell me what happened?"

Ye Yang vented his hands and feet together for a while before explaining the matter clearly.

Liang Songying looked solemn, "Does Second Young Master have any hidden diseases such as heart disease?"

Ye Yang shook his head, "I don't know if there is."

"You call and ask his assistant, Song Li."

Ye Yang looked at him blankly while holding the phone.

Liang Songying simply called for him, found Song Li's phone number and dialed it, repeating the matter.

Song Li said anxiously over there: "Second Young Master may have lost his way. He can't drive down the ramp, and he will make a detour if he encounters a certain death. He usually drives only in places familiar with the road conditions, and rarely detours. Now I don't know where he went around."

"Even if you get lost, it's not so abnormal to just call and not talk."

"...Lan, it's inconvenient for me to talk to you about Second Young Master's personal affairs. I can't get through to him on the phone, and I'm worried about him now. If you have time, can you help drive to find him, please! I will try my best here send someone."

As a result of Yan Wangxiao's complete loss of contact, Liang Songying felt that she seemed to be responsible, so she said, "Okay, I don't have anything important to do. I'll go find him after I settle down with his little lover. That Ye Yang is not in a good state of mind, right?" Stable, almost got into a car accident on the side of the Zero Gray KTV road."

Song Li said: "Young Master Ye is celebrating his birthday over there. If there are friends, I will contact his friends to pick him up. Please take care of him for now, thank you!"

"You're welcome, I'm hanging up."

Liang Songying hung up and remembered that Fu Yu was also there, and said, "Sister Fu, can you look at him, I'll go find the second young master."

"Okay, you can go." Fu Yu said, "I hope nothing happens."

Liang Songying nodded, put on her mask and hat again, and returned to the parking lot to pick up the car.

Liang Songying usually loves to play, and he has a good memorization of roads. In the past five years, he has mastered every road in every place in downtown Y and its suburbs by heart.Since Yan Wangxiao made a detour from Linhua Avenue, and wanted to go to Zero Gray KTV in Xicheng, he also drove to Linhua Avenue, turned on the navigation and took Zero Gray, and made a detour when he encountered a downhill road.

The downhill road is either a naturally inclined terrain, or an artificially constructed tunnel or elevated overpass.

He analyzed in his mind, dialing Yan Wangxiao's number every 2 minutes.A car suddenly appeared less than one meter ahead, and he realized that he was speeding up unintentionally. He was startled, turned the steering wheel sharply, and the front of the car hit the stone foundation of a flower bed by the side of the road.When he stopped, his hands were shaking and his head was in a mess.

Decline the concern of passers-by and start on the road again.

When I was driving, I parked the car on the side of the road, because I was about to drive to the west city and went straight to Zero Gray, and found that I didn't pass a downhill road. City Y is a plain terrain. Except for a famous mountain in the southwest of the territory, most of the rest are extremely flat. Moreover, it can be extended in all directions without using tunnels or overpasses.

Things are weird.

Liang Songying had no choice but to drive back, starting from Linhua Avenue, chose a road at random, and sent a text message to Song Li, saying that he was looking for it from the north of Jiankang Avenue.

Keep an eye out for cars parked on the side of the road, or people walking around, and perform a blanket search.

Time passed by every minute, and his face became more and more irritable.

In vain, he let the things in front of him fly away from near to far, but he never found any trace of Yan Wangxiao.Feeling extremely depressed, he glanced at the rearview mirror, and the man in the mirror looked at him with melancholy eyes.He patted the rearview mirror angrily and turned an angle.

The headlights of the car illuminate the road ahead, and a car is faintly shown in the lights, parked on the side of the road.The car was parked irregularly, with the rear of the car sticking out of the middle of the road, Liang Songying almost ran forward and hit the rear.He slowed down and looked at the car a few more times.The familiar long black BMW body belongs to Yan Wangxiao.

He honked the horn, rolled down the window as he passed by, and shouted from the passenger seat: "Second Young Master? Yan Wangxiao?" After parking the car in front, Liang Songying got out of the car, walked to the driver's seat, and knocked on the window.With the help of the roadside lights, Yan Wangxiao's side face was vaguely inside the closed car, with his head down, not responding to the knock on the window.

Liang Songying got anxious and kept knocking, "Second Young Master!"

The person in the car window slowly shook his head and pressed down on the car window little by little.

Liang Songying was stunned.

He couldn't tell what it felt like at that moment, probably seeing the god stepping off the altar and falling into the mud.He bent down and looked at Yan Wangxiao, who was covered in vomiting and filth, dirty and smelly, with a broken face, unable to say anything, a soreness stuck in his chest.All the distress and sadness for Yan Wangxiao that I had in the past came to my heart, gathered into a pile, and twisted into a ball.

After a while, he let go of his blocked throat, "Second Young Master." He called again, "Yan Wangxiao. Xiaowang. Xiaoxiao. Yanyan. Wangwang. Xiaoxiao."

Yan Wangxiao's eyes were out of focus, but he responded, "Huh?"

Liang Songying sighed, reached in and opened the car door, Yan Wangxiao's distress was fully revealed before her eyes.Enduring the smell of vomit, he passed his hands under his armpits, lifted Yan Wangxiao out of the car, and leaned against the car. He was about to bend down to take something from the car when someone grabbed the hem of his clothes suddenly.

"Don't go." Yan Wangxiao shed tears.

Liang Songying looked at him, reached out and wiped away the tears on his cheeks, "I won't go!"

"Don't leave me." Yan Wangxiao begged.

Liang Songying looked at him without moving away, "I will not leave you!"

The weather was cold, Liang Songying acted quickly to avoid catching cold.He bent down and took the whole box of tissue paper from the car platform, and put it on the roof of the car.Taking out a few sheets, first wipe off the filth on Yan Wangxiao's face, and down his throat, Yan Wangxiao raised his chin to let him wipe.Clothes were stained too much, and some had clumped together.

He loves to be clean so much, how can he bear it...

Liang Songying looked around and saw no vehicles or pedestrians passing by, so she pushed Yan Wangxiao to the back and unbuttoned his jacket.While explaining, he paid attention to Yan Wangxiao's expression.Yan Wangxiao was still collapsing, his expression was so scattered that he couldn't get together.He quickly took off his shirt, flung it to the side of the ground, then untied his belt, undid his trousers chain, and took off his trousers, allowing Yan Wangxiao to lift his two legs separately, and kicked off his leather shoes and socks along the way.

Yan Wangxiao under Liang Songying was trembling, his skin was pimpled by the cool wind.

"to beat."

After thoroughly wiping Yan Wangxiao clean, Liang Songying took out a long blanket from the rear trunk, wrapped Yan Wangxiao in it, half supported and half hugged her, and put her in the back seat to lie down.He sat back in the driver's seat, picked up the phone and turned it on, his thumb rested on the top of the call history page, and he couldn't click it for a long time.He turned his head and looked at Yan Wangxiao who was lying on his side with his eyes closed tightly, with discomfort on his face.

There was a faint smell of vomit in the carriage.

Liang Songying hesitated for a while.

Throw away the phone, start the engine, and turn the car around.

Drive to a villa in the outer suburbs.