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In the summer of 2009, two major events happened in Tongcheng.

One is that a high-level corrupt official was sacked and sentenced to death with a suspended death sentence for accepting bribes of nearly [-] million yuan.

When the crackdown started, three-year-olds from all over Tongcheng applauded. Even Yan Xiaomu, who didn't read much news, heard from Lin Xiangyu that all the entertainment venues in the city were closed, including the rumored largest nightclub in Tongcheng.

Two days ago, Yan Xiaomu, who had just made an appointment with Xu Qingqiao to go out for a few days together, became inexplicably flustered. Although there were still a few days before the meeting, he still called Xu Qingqiao by accident.

Hearing Xu Qingqiao's voice on the phone was the same as usual, Yan Xiaomu was secretly relieved.

"Xu Qingqiao, can I come and play with you these two days..."

Yan Xiaomu also knew that it would be too clingy, after all, they would go out together in a few days.

Fortunately, Xu Qingqiao didn't laugh at him on the other end of the phone, but just said hello.

That afternoon, Yan Xiaomu ran away to someone's house, and was relieved to see that Xu Qingqiao was fine and was still painting at home.

I said that I went to find someone to play with, but in the end I just took a nap on the sofa, lying on the sofa, half of my body - one leg and one arm almost fell to the ground, and I fell asleep unconsciously. Blankets come and cover him up, and help him pack his arms and legs.

Xu Qingqiao didn't disturb his rest, Yan Xiaomu naturally woke up in the evening, lay on the sofa and opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that the whole room was shrouded in the orange sunset, and the thin light was screened by the hollowed-out gauze curtains and became mottled. Red, dye the sofa, tea table, dining table, and walls in a hazy red.

He was alone in the living room, only the blanket covering his body rustled as he got up, the rest was dead silent.

Anxiety that he had never had before surged into his heart, he lifted the blanket, stepped on the slippers, got up in a hurry, forgot that he could still speak, and just used his eyes to find someone.

There was no one in the room, no one in the kitchen, no one in the toilet, and when Xu Qingqiao was finally found in the utility room, Yan Xiaomu was crying so hard that his voice was silent, only tears streaming down his face.

Xu Qingqiao was clearing things in the utility room, and when she heard footsteps, she turned her head, and then saw Yan Xiaomu didn't speak, but just leaned on the door to look at him, her nose was red from crying.

"Xu Qingqiao, I'm afraid."

This was the first sentence Yan Xiaomu said after crying for 10 minutes.

Xu Qingqiao didn't ask him why he was afraid, but just told him not to be afraid.

"Xiao Mu, don't be afraid." Xu Qingqiao pulled him closer, hugged him in his arms, and rubbed his head vigorously, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yan Xiaomu couldn't tell why he was afraid, maybe it was just getting angry after waking up, he thought.

Although he always knew that Xu Qingqiao's father was not a good person, but when he had to face it seriously, Yan Xiaomu really linked Xu Ruhai with Xu Qingqiao.

He didn't care what happened to Xu Ruhai, what he was worried about was how Xu Qingqiao would be affected by it.

"I'm cleaning up old things." Xu Qingqiao stroked his back for a while, "Some things have been left for too long, so it's time to clean them up."

Yan Xiaomu lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, "It's okay to clean up, but it's too quiet, I'm afraid."

Before going home for dinner that day, Yan Xiaomu got a spare key for the rental house from Xu Qingqiao. Xu Qingqiao gave him the key and told him that he could come over whenever he wanted.

Yan Xiaomu took the key flattered, stared at the key for a long time in a daze, with tears in the corners of his eyes, it took him a long time to remember the business: "It's good to go out to play in two days..."

"I remember." Xu Qingqiao said to him, "I remember, Xiaomu."

But in the end, Yan Xiaomu's uneasiness came to pass first.

Just like the afternoon when Xu Qingqiao couldn't be found after waking up, the night before the scheduled trip, he really couldn't find Xu Qingqiao.

The phone couldn't be reached, there was no one in the rented room, Dafu was not in the studio, and the shopkeeper was a temporary worker who Yan Xiaomu couldn't name.

Yan Xiaomu wrote down the phone number on the signboard of the studio, and spent [-] cents to call Da Fu for the first time at a nearby canteen.

Unlike Xu Qingqiao's endless busy tone, the phone was connected with just a beep, and then I heard Da Fu say hello on the other end of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, he waited in the studio for about an hour before he saw Dafu.

Da Fu seemed to have just rushed back from outside, wearing short sleeves that exposed his arms, but he brought a lot of dust along the way.

When Dafu spoke, his voice was lowered, and Yan Xiaomu listened quietly.

Dafu said every word, Yan Xiaomu listened to every word, he heard all the things that he had never heard from Xu Qingqiao for so long.

As for Xu Ruhai, he can only choose to run away to go abroad, and for Xu Qingqiao, there is a high probability that he will be escorted out together.

Xu Ruhai didn't care about Xu Qingqiao's life and death after he ran away. In Dafu's words, it was because I was wary of my son.

Xu Ruhai himself knew that if he didn't take Xu Qingqiao away with him now, Xu Qingqiao would be his biggest hidden danger in the country.

This day, Yan Xiaomu seemed to have fully understood Xu Qingqiao through Dafu's mouth, about his mother, about his original family, and about his life that Xu Ruhai had always dragged down.

"I said earlier that it doesn't matter if my shop doesn't open, my life will always be longer than his father's, and I can afford to spend it with them." Dafu clenched his fist and pounded the table, then remembered something, loosened his fist and looked at Yan Xiaomu, who was staring blankly aside, Sighing, "It's a pity that he misses Qing Qiao too much, and his father obviously knows this."

"Brother, there is nothing I can do to tell you this tonight. This time is different from before. What Qing Qiao cares about is the life of his father Xu Ruhai. Although it has been so many years, the biggest backer is gone now. Coupled with the start of the crackdown, Xu Ruhai will only be more careful than before."

After Dafu finished speaking, he fell silent. Yan Xiaomu didn't want the topic to stop there, he begged Dafu to tell him where Xu Qingqiao was now.

When he realized that Dafu didn't want to say anything, Yan Xiaomu shed tears for the first time tonight.

In the end, Dafu had no choice but to give him an address and told him, "If his father hasn't run away now, he should still be there, the same place as last time."

Now Yan Xiaomu finally knew why Xu Qingqiao lost contact last time.

When leaving the studio, Yan Xiaomu didn't ask Dafu to see him off. Yan Xiaomu took the bus home by himself, sat in the last row, stared blankly at the bustling street, and was in a daze all night. A big circle around the city.

Along the way, we passed cinemas, bookstores, milk tea shops, snack streets, steak shops, game halls, etc., and passed through the entertainment city that was once brightly lit but now dark. Can seal all its scenery.

At this time, Yan Xiaomu began to realize that he had never really understood Xu Qingqiao. For a person with a turbulent background and an uncertain future, "forever" and "always" are the most worthless promises.

So Xu Qingqiao never made a promise to him.

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