Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

Police throughout Beijing are searching for Shen Yanqing with all their might.

They mobilized all available resources, including police forces, surveillance systems and various technical means, but Shen Yanqing seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

Although there were surveillance cameras everywhere, Shen Yanqing seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth and no trace of her could be found.

The police have even begun to suspect whether Shen Yanqing is still within the city of Beijing, or whether he has used some special method to avoid surveillance.

They practically turned the entire city upside down, and they only went so far as to dig deep into the ground.

Shen Yanqing, who the police have been unable to find, is now hiding in an abandoned industrial park. This place used to be a busy industrial park, but now it has been abandoned for many years and has become a ruin.

Shen Yanqing chose this place as his hiding place, hoping to avoid police searches.

Heating has already been provided in Beijing in December.

It snowed heavily again last night.

It was all white here, already covered by heavy snow.

The abandoned park seems to have been forgotten by the world, and it is silent and desolate.

Only a few stray cats and dogs that occasionally make small calls remind the world of the existence of this place.

Shen Yanqing hurriedly hid in a dark, drafty, abandoned house.

The room was filled with worn-out tables and chairs and bulky equipment, long covered with thick dust and dense cobwebs.

The windows were in such a dilapidated state that the glass had long since broken into pieces and scattered on the ground.

The cold wind outside was like a hungry wolf, rushing into the house in gusts after gusts.

Shen Yanqing was hiding behind a large piece of equipment at this time. It formed a relatively warm triangular area with the two walls, which could effectively block a lot of cold wind, allowing him to spend several days and nights in this place.

Shen Yanqing felt that his body had reached its limit. Not having any water for several days had caused his lips to become dry and cracked, and even bleeding.

Yesterday's heavy snow covered the earth with a thick layer of silver, but Shen Yanqing was in no mood to appreciate the beauty. He just wanted to find some water to drink to relieve his thirst, and snow was undoubtedly the best choice.

Shen Yanqing walked with extreme caution, as if the rotten wooden planks under his feet might break at any moment. He was worried that even the slightest sound would bring unnecessary trouble.

Just as Shen Yanqing was about to approach the snow, a shrill cat cry suddenly broke through the silence of the factory, causing Shen Yanqing's heart to tremble violently.

He stopped immediately, not daring to make a sound, until a kitten jumped out from the corner and flashed past, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked out of the house carefully, found a clean piece of snow, squatted down, and couldn't wait to grab a handful and stuff it into his mouth.

Not far away, the kitten that had just scared him was running around in the snow, leaving a trail of footprints.

The cold snow melted in his mouth, making Shen Yanqing, who was already hungry and cold, feel even colder. He couldn't help but shiver slightly, as if this could reduce the loss of body heat.

I ate several mouthfuls of snow until I was no longer so thirsty.

Shen Yanqing finally swallowed the last mouthful of snow.

He looked down at his hands, which were red from the cold and seemed to have lost all feeling.

Then I looked at my hair, which was a mess and my face was covered in dust and dirt.

Shen Yanqing felt nauseous. He felt like a beggar with no dignity at all.

Shen Yanqing's eyes became fierce. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, and the anger in his heart burned more and more fiercely.

He gnashed his teeth and thought, "I'm in this situation today because of that woman!"

Shen Yanqing was full of resentment towards Su Ruonan. If it weren't for her, how could he have become like this? He should have successfully passed the doctoral exam, found a decent job at Peking University, and lived a comfortable life.

But now, everything is ruined, just because of Su Ruonan's appearance.

Shen Yanqing pushed all the responsibility onto Su Ruonan, completely unaware of his own mistakes.

He believed that Su Ruonan deserved to be hurt, and that the suffering he had experienced was caused by her.

Shen Yanqing secretly swore in his heart that he must find a way to leave Jing City. As long as he left Jing City, he would be able to escape and not be caught.

He has been staying in this abandoned factory for several days now. If he continues like this, he will either die of thirst, starvation or freezing.

Obviously, this is no longer a suitable hiding place.

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Ever since Su Ruonan woke up, Song Shiye has been staying by Su Ruonan's bedside without leaving.

Whenever she looked up, she would see Song Shiye looking at her.

Su Ruonan felt distressed when she saw Song Shiye like this, because she understood that he was like this because he was scared by her injury.

"Are you hungry?" Song Shiye asked with a smile.

"Yeah," Su Ruonan nodded.

As he spoke, Song Shiye went to the living room and brought over a thermos.

You can tell at a glance from the little yellow duck pattern on it that this is a thermos for home.

Seeing Su Ruonan looking intently at the thermos, Song Shiye said slowly, "Mom knows you can eat now, so she asked Aunt Zhang to make some porridge for you."

"Aunt Zhang has been here?" Su Ruonan couldn't hide her excitement when she heard Aunt Zhang.

Ever since this incident, Su Ruonan missed the people around her especially.

"Seeing you were asleep, I stayed for a while and then went back."

When Su Ruonan heard that Aunt Zhang had returned home, she looked a little lonely.

Then he calmed down again thinking that he would see Aunt Zhang again tomorrow.

Song Shiye carefully opened the lid of the thermos. In an instant, a rich aroma of seafood wafted into his nose, like a delicious arrow of temptation, piercing Su Ruonan's nostrils.

The delicious taste made her swallow her saliva involuntarily, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Seeing her impatient look, Song Shiye's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

He gently opened his lips and said softly, "Don't be impatient, take your time."

Then he carefully scooped up a spoonful of steaming seafood porridge and gently placed it on the small table beside the bed.

Then he walked around to the end of the bed, gently shook the headboard, and slowly raised the bed so that Su Ruonan could enjoy the meal comfortably.

Just as Su Ruonan was holding the spoon, Song Shiye came over in a flash.

He snatched the spoon from her hand and said, "I'll feed you, it's inconvenient for you." His tone did not allow for refusal.

Su Ruonan curled her lips and disagreed: "My injury is on my waist, not my hand, so why is it inconvenient?"

Song Shiye raised his eyebrows.