keep running, i won't break your legs

He woke up soon after, lay on the railing for a long time, couldn't hear what the two of them were talking about, and saw that he/mother was about to go upstairs, so he hurried back into the room.

Chen Ming leaned into his arms and said slowly, "I chatted with my aunt for a while just now."

Qin Siyuan said in his heart that I have seen it all, and it is not up to you to argue, but for the sake of his willingness to throw himself into his arms, he can leave some words for him.

Chen Ming put his book away, turned over and pressed him down, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"What?" Qin Siyuan was a little confused.

"It's my fault for making you wait so long." Chen Ming buried her head in his chest, "It won't happen in the future, I love you, Xiao Yuan."

The sudden confession stunned Qin Siyuan's head, and Chen Ming didn't even wake him up after shaking him a few times.

He asked in confusion, "Ah? What did you say?"

Chen Ming raised his head and offered a long kiss, the smile in his eyes was like a star river, scattered everywhere.

"I said, I love you, I love you the most in this world."

Qin Siyuan nodded without the slightest doubt: "Yes, I know."

Chen Ming lay back on the bed, and continued slowly: "Auntie told me that you had a bad life during the years I left..."

Heroes don't mention the bravery back then, Qin Siyuan now thinks of the time when he "begged his grandpa to sue his grandma" and panicked with embarrassment.

So he didn't give Chen Ming a chance to mention again: "It's time to sleep."

As soon as the quilt is covered, the light is turned off.

"Well, Xiao Yuan, wait a minute."

"It's about to dawn."

"Ha, let me, uh, finish."

"Still able to speak?"

"Ah, no, no more."

———————————Car———————————(Let’s just stop)

The next morning, Chen Ming went to the company. In order not to scare the snake away, he only arranged for a few trustworthy people to monitor the people who came in and out of his office. ".

Several days passed, "Moth" didn't arrive, but instead received domestic rumors that he was going to marry Fan Xiaoxiao.

When he was in a state of desperation, the cage that hurriedly flew over from the country found him.

Fan Long went directly to the company to find him, so Chen Ming put him in the meeting room, and went to see him after he finished his work.

"Tea, Mr. Fan, please." He pushed the teacup over.

Fan Long waved his hand: "Don't drink, don't drink, I came to you to ask you something, are you and Xiaoxiao really going to get married?"

"To be honest, I only got the news not long ago."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Mingyan succinctly explained the matter clearly. At the end, he suddenly remembered and asked, "Mr. Fan, do you know that Xiaoxiao has been in contact with any strange person?"

115. A child who grows casually

"Strange person?" Fan Long grabbed his loose hair and thought for a while, "I don't know, I haven't seen Xiaoxiao for a long time."

Chen Ming tentatively asked, "Is your relationship good?"

"How could it be bad!"

Fan Cage immediately retorted sharply, and Chen Ming bowed his head to apologize: "I'm sorry."

Thinking of what happened on her granddaughter's birthday, Fan Long sighed again, waved her hands and said, "Xiaoxiao got into trouble with me, and I was too busy doing research. I don't even know where she went, who she met, and what she did. .”

Originally, he wanted to find a breakthrough in Fan Long, but now he can only give up.

Chen Ming took a sip of tea and said, "We don't have a clue now, Xiaoxiao hasn't shown up yet."

Regarding the conjecture that she was kidnapped, Chen Ming didn't want to tell Fan Long for the time being, as that would only increase the old man's worries.

Fan Long sat for a while, and said before leaving: "Leave a phone number, if you have any news about Xiaoxiao, please let me know, and I will pay you a lot."

"must."

He didn't say that he didn't want to be paid, everyone was open-minded, but he seemed hypocritical if he said it.

After leaving the tea to cool down, Chen Ming sat on the chair, touched the table with his index finger once and for all, and muttered to himself: "Leave a phone call..."

These words are very familiar, not because of the familiar habits of people in the shopping mall, but because he seems to have heard this word not long ago.

There were so many recent events that it would be difficult for him to recall what day it was, but it only took a few seconds to recall what happened during that time period.

He was so busy that day that he had no time to drink water, and piles of documents blocked his sight.

Someone knocked on the door, and he said "please come in" without looking up. Then a child came in and said to him, "big brother, your flower."

He took the time to raise his head and smiled and said, "Thank you, let's put it on the glass table."

After a while, he thought the person had already left, but he heard the child say again: "Big brother, please leave a call, and come to our flower shop to buy flowers for someone you like."

Just as he was about to say "no need", he caught a glimpse of the child's hands clutching the hem of his clothes and the torn sneakers from the corner of his eye, and changed his words again: "Okay, but brother is too busy now, you put the phone Just put it on paper."

After writing the phone number, the child squeezed his hands and said, "The store manager said to write down the customer's phone number."

Trouble is trouble, but for the sake of his "rebirth", he compromised, and then the kid muttered something, and finally got his phone anyway.

He was so busy at the time that he didn't have time to think about why he did it, and he didn't even think about how he entered his office directly. Flowers can only be delivered to the front desk. Even if he wants to go upstairs, he will be informed One sound.

Because this matter was so small compared to the company's major events at that time, he didn't take it to heart at all. It wasn't because Fan Long accidentally reminded him today that he might forget about it.

He slumped against the back of the chair and sighed, "What a fool."

But what he didn't know was that the kid was not afraid of anything, and he was more active when it came to sending flowers. The reason why he was so timid that day was because he had sent flowers to Qin Siyuan before he came.

As can be imagined, Qin Siyuan, who hadn't seen a bouquet up close for more than [-] years, kicked him out without saying a word. The child was about to be scared to cry by his plague-like expression, so he warned in a low voice: "Cry once!" Break a finger."

As for the bouquet of flowers, of course they were ruthlessly thrown out of the company.

When Chen Ming got off work and went back to mention the child to Qin Siyuan, Qin Siyuan said proudly, "I scared him away."

"Then you're great." Chen Ming smiled and applauded him, then analyzed with eyebrows raised, "That kid's behavior is too strange, and he probably sent that message."

Qin Siyuan also asked: "Where is the phone number he left?"

that note?

Chen Ming scratched his head and thought for a while, but he still couldn't think of which garbage dump to throw it into. He never kept calls like this that might lead to "peach blossom debts".

So he shook his head and said regretfully, "When I saw it was a flower shop's phone, I threw it away."

He wanted to use this to make Qin Siyuan have a cute little temper, such as asking "Do you want to pick on the boss's wife" which is full of gunpowder.

But to his disappointment and relief, Qin Siyuan was only thinking of helping him find the child, and didn't think deeply about the meaning of his words.

"Florist, I've only seen one or two around here, so it shouldn't be difficult to find them."

After talking to himself, he took out his mobile phone and searched for nearby flower shops. He didn't guarantee that there were only one or two.

Fortunately, there were no more than ten people with names and surnames. The climate of this country is not suitable for growing flowers, and the people are not attached to flowers. That is to say, there are only so many flower shops in the city center.

Several flower shops were not close to each other, and early the next morning, Qin Siyuan missed work again and drove Chen Ming to look for them one by one.

Chen Ming politely asked those flower shop owners if they ever hired children, but they all got the same answer: "No, let's go."

With a handsome face, Qin Siyuan said to Chen Ming, "Don't be polite to them."

If Chen Ming didn't stop him, even if he entered the detention center, he would beat those dogs/dong/xi to vent his anger.

Chen Ming patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, there is no one to replace you when you are so angry."

"Where did you learn it?"

"Online."

Until noon, the two still found nothing, their noses touched a basketful of ashes.

A gust of cold wind hit, Qin Siyuan took Chen Ming into an alley.

Strange to say, how could there be an alley-like road in this place?

The two looked at each other and walked in.

To their surprise, there are many shops on both sides of the narrow road, which are not marked on the map.

There were very few people, and the owners of some shops huddled in the shop to warm up the fire, and when there were customers, they agreed and hurried out with their shoes on.

There is only one flower shop here, there are too many flower pots to pile up, the roadside is full, and several shops next door and opposite have also put a few pots of flowers, maybe the owner of the flower shop saw that there was no room for it, so he generously gave it away people.

At this time, the owner of the florist is carrying the freshly thawed watering can, humming a song to water the beloved flowers and plants.

Seeing the arrival of the two, he didn't pay much attention, raised his chin and said, "Just take a look."

Chen Ming glanced at it pretendingly, pointed to two pots of flowers casually, paid the money, and did not leave in a hurry, and asked the owner cautiously: "Shop owner, have you ever seen a child of &*......%?" (The child casually Long, you can think about it)

The shop owner stroked the thick stubble and carefully described the casually long child in his mind, then slapped his thigh: "You said the kid next door! He disappeared last month, and he was holding my two pots of small flowers. know where to go."

Thinking of it, he felt distressed: "That's violets. Although I have many, each plant is unique."

116. "Guest"

Chen Ming said "hehe" in embarrassment: "Thank you.