Autumn water is long

The high alcohol concentration in the room stunned Qiu Yibei who was awake for a while.

In the susceptibility period in the past, although his glands would also be out of control, there was never a time when he was so presumptuous.

In astonishment, the memory fragments of the past week began to slowly trace back into Qiu Yibei's brain.

He recalled that for a week, he seemed to have degenerated into a beast that only knew how to be dissatisfied, and he didn't want to pester Lu Ting for demands and pour out his desires all the time.

He even remembered the two words he forced Lu Ting to only call him on the bed—A Bei.

Qiu Yibei lay on the bed, covered her face with her hands, and let out a long sigh.

Just like that, Qiu Yibei lay on her face for a long time, not knowing whether she had no face to face or couldn't bear to think about it.

After a while, he convinced himself in his heart, fumbled for his phone on the bed, and just as he found it, he saw a message from Lu Ting, saying that his car had been driven away.

Rao Qiu Yibei, who is nearly [-] years old, also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this message.

He got up and took a cold shower, opened all the windows in the house, adjusted the air conditioner to the ventilation mode, and prepared to clean up the leftovers on the table that the two had eaten this morning.

When Qiu Yibei was arranging the dishes, she found that in Lu Ting's breakfast, there were glutinous rice cakes and whole wheat toast, and Lu Ting chose whole wheat toast.

Between sweetened soy milk and unsweetened milk, Lu Ting chose milk.

Between the salty cheese spread on toast and strawberry jam, Lu Ting chose salty cheese.

Every time there is something sweet left——Qiu Yibei recited silently in her heart and kept moving her hands.

Suddenly, the mobile phone beeped wildly, and a series of noon news popped out.

Qiu Yibei glanced at it indifferently, and unexpectedly saw her name.

He turned on the TV, and it happened that the economic channel was broadcasting recent financial news.

The host vividly talked about how Nanfei Real Estate is worthy of being a budding enterprise named by the government to support, and said that he, the founder of Nanfei Real Estate, is such an outstanding young entrepreneur, an evergreen tree in the future, and can resist the Galaxy Group Such a hostile takeover by a huge consortium.

There is no need to ask, Qiu Yibei already knows that Lu Ting helped him win this battle perfectly and beautifully.

That being the case, it's time for him to pursue the victory and fulfill the conditions he gave to Lu Zhengting.

The notification tone of the message received on the mobile phone rang again, and it was from Yan Yan: "It's all resolved."

Just as Qiu Yibei was about to reply "Thank you", the phone received a second message from Yan Yan: "Lu Ting is with me, don't worry."

If it was in the past, Qiu Yibei might have thought that Yan Yan was telling him not to worry about her, but Qiu Yibei clearly remembered what he said to Yan Yan on the other end of the phone when he was unconscious: "I am not soft-hearted. -"

After uttering the truth after "drinking", Qiu Yibei stared blankly at her cell phone for a long time.

At this time, the air-conditioning timer suddenly stopped, the roar in the room stopped abruptly, and the whole room fell into an unprecedented silence.

Qiu Yibei made the phone call to Lu Ting:

——Don't run, wait for me to find you.

Lu Ting didn't give Qiu Yibei any response, after a pause of three seconds, he hung up the phone.

Although Lu Ting didn't say a word, Qiu Yibei unexpectedly understood what Lu Ting expressed, and she had already expected that Lu Ting on the other end of the phone was smiling.

So he didn't have unnecessary worries, and called the administrative staff at the company's front desk.

"Help me book a train ticket to Fangli City this afternoon, and call a car to go downstairs to my house."

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It's been too long since I went back.

Qiu Yibei stepped off the bullet train, squinted her eyes slightly, and felt the humid breeze in Fangli City compared to Pingyu City.

Walking out of the train station, the car that was ordered in advance is already waiting here.

Qiu Yibei got on the car and said directly: "Nanshan Cemetery."

Standing in front of two tombstones standing in the same tomb, Qiuyi Bei had nothing in his hands.The kindly middle-aged man and woman on the tombstone are clearly the owners of the two posthumous photos in the secret room.

Fangli City is overcast with light rain today, and the dark clouds in the east are moving towards the autumn north.

Qiu Yibei lowered her formerly sharp and steady eyes, staring deeply at the benevolent middle-aged couple on the tombstone.

I don't know how long it took, and there was thunder in the sky, and Qiu Yibei's eyelashes flickered, and his thoughts returned to this moment.

Without saying a word, he squatted down, picked up layers of incense ash from the sacrificial censer in front of the tombstone, and took out a key engraved with "No. 27".

Throw off the incense ash on the surface of the key and put it in your pocket.Qiu Yibei smoothed the incense ash in the censer, put the censer back in place, stood up, bowed deeply to the tombstone, turned and left.

The private car I called has been waiting in front of the cemetery, and the driver also knew that he had picked up a big client. He changed his usual casual way of picking up jobs at the train station, and he didn't dare to chat a word along the way.

The big customer Qiu Yibei said to go to the cemetery, but the driver kicked the accelerator and didn't dare to ask anything, and drove directly on the expressway.

Now that Qiu Yibei returned to the car, she mentioned the largest private bank in Fangli City, and the driver was even more sure that the person in the car was either rich or expensive.

Because although the bank is called a bank, it does not provide services such as depositing money or lending—it only rents safes.

When Qiu Yibei got off the car, she paid the driver's fare on her mobile phone.Looking back, seeing the driver's expression of "no longer meaning", Qiu Yibei took out two red bills from his wallet and threw them to the driver.

The driver suddenly beamed with joy, "Where is the boss going soon! Do you need me to wait here!"

Qiu Yibei thought for a while, and felt that the driver's suggestion was good, so she gave the driver five red tickets and said, "Wait for me here."

"okay!"

Walking into the magnificent lobby of the bank, the lobby manager greeted him: "What kind of business do you want to handle, sir?"

Qiu Yibei held up the key and showed the lobby manager the engraving on the back of "No. 27" representing the bank pattern.

The lobby manager was stunned for a moment, put on a professional smile again, and said sideways: "Sir, please come with me."

After walking through the winding corridors, the two finally came to the gate that matched the anti-theft factor of the bank vault.

The lobby manager took the key from Qiu Yi's hand, operated the computer next to the door, and input the words "No. 27" to confirm the information that popped up on the computer.

"Mr. Yan, right? Please enter the password."

Qiu Yibei typed a series of numbers on the keyboard.

After checking, the manager said: "Mr. Yan, you deposited an important item in our bank five years ago. At that time, the deposit period was set for five years, and it will expire in half a year. Are you sure you should take it out now? As a result, the remaining half year's rent will not be refunded to you."

Qiu Yibei: "Definitely."

Manager: "Okay, Mr. Yan, please take half a step back, and I will open the door of the secret vault for you. You have half an hour to check whether the items are in good condition alone. If you have any questions, you can press the red button next to the door. Contact the front desk staff to handle it for you."

Qiu Yibei nodded.

The shaft of the secret vault door turned slowly, and a gust of cold air rushed towards the face.The manager stepped aside, Qiu Yibei walked in, and the door gradually closed.

In front of him were safes arranged in order according to their serial numbers. Qiu Yibei walked to safe No. 27, inserted the key, and turned it slightly. With a "click", the safe door opened in response.

In Qiu Yibei's cabinet, there are no gold, silver, treasures, cash and banknotes that people outside the bank think, only a flat old paper file bag.

The paper file bag is originally a wooden yellow color, but the one in cabinet 27 has turned black and black on top of the wooden yellow color, and the four corners are deeply curled up, as if it would break if touched.

Just like historical objects that have been dusty for many years, if they are not handled with care, they will immediately disappear.

Qiu Yibei picked it up, stared blankly at the big red characters of "No. 27 Younan Road" engraved on it, manually detoured the cotton thread of the file bag, and pulled out a piece of more yellowed file paper.

In the upper left corner of the paper was an old one-inch photo. The photo was of a five or six-year-old boy. The boy's face was carved out of the same mold as Lu Ting.

The same delicate face, the same pair of charming eyes.

The only difference is that the little boy's eyes in this ID photo are not smiling.

[Number: No. 62.

Sex: Male.

Admission age: three years old.

Leaving age: six years old.

Suitable adoption score ranking: bottom 7.6%. 】

No name, no date of birth, no specific date of entering the orphanage, no date of leaving the hospital.

There are only five short lines, summarizing everything about this child at No. 27 Younan Road.

Qiu Yibei raised her hand, and lightly slid her thumb across the photo, the six-year-old Lu Ting's eyes were dark and cold without any smile.

He said softly and slowly: "No. 62, Lu Ting, show me the real you—just to me."