Scumbag, wait for me!

The weather was gloomy and there were two thunderclaps...

Xiaomei hung up the phone when she heard the cold "beep" sound coming from the phone for the third time.

Since Chen Fan left the store, it was already the third day that he lost contact.She originally wanted to explain it to Chen Fan... although she didn't know what to explain?

But at this moment, as long as Chen Fan is still willing to answer her calls, she will feel a little bit more secure.

She glanced down at the phone screen and sighed slightly.

Just when Xiaomei was about to put away the phone, the phone rang suddenly. She glanced at Meng Xin's name suspiciously before answering it.

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to be hesitant, and asked, "I'm Meng Xin...a friend of Chen Fan..."

"Well, I remember." Xiaomei's tone was low and gentle, she was a little puzzled, and then, an ominous premonition came to her heart, she asked cautiously and controlled her tone, "What's the matter?"

Meng Xin said: "Did Chen Fan go to work these two days? I... can't get in touch with him..."

"Can't contact him..." Xiaomei confirmed cautiously.

"Well, since Saturday, no one answered my calls to him. I was afraid that something might happen..."

Xiaomei frowned slightly and did not speak.

Meng Xin on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, and immediately responded, "Has he not been at work these days?"

"He..." Xiaomei gritted her teeth and finally said that sentence, "He was fired."

"When did this happen?"

"Last... last Friday..."

"why?"

Xiaomei was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"Why exactly?" Meng Xin's tone was obviously much heavier, and he asked anxiously.

Then Xiaomei said: "He was excluded by the store manager, so..."

"You have his family's phone number." Hearing Meng Xin's question, Xiaomei realized the seriousness of the matter, and said, "Did...something happen to you?"

Meng Xin hesitated, and said, "I don't know, it might be..." He paused, and quickly said, "Look for his home phone number."

"I filled it out when I was hired in the store, so I'll look for it right away." Xiaomei said as she walked outside the locker room, "What should I do if I get the phone number? Do you want to tell his family? Brother Fan has always..."

Meng Xin interrupted Xiaomei and said, "I can't take care of this anymore, give me the phone number, let me tell you, you go directly to his residence and wait, and I will let my friend find you."

"Hmm..." Xiaomei asked when she was about to hang up the phone, "Brother Fan... nothing will happen, right?"

The person on the other side of the phone was silent for a long time, and then he said in a low voice: "People who are used to walking in desperate situations, once it gets dark, there is only a doomsday... He is weak on the surface, and he can't be cruel to anyone, except Own."

Xiaomei's hand holding the phone trembled involuntarily, a huge self-blame instantly surrounded her, if she had more courage that day, at least she would stand with Chen Fan, even if she couldn't do anything, it would be enough.

I have been oppressed for a long time, and the more I live, the less human I am!

Holding the phone in her hand, she rushed straight into the storage room, and began to search for personnel files.

The store manager followed her in, looked at her suspiciously, raised his hand to stop Xiaomei, and said, "If you don't go to work, what are you doing?"

Xiaomei shook off the store manager's hand and continued to browse.

The store manager suddenly became angry, and said loudly: "Do you still want to do it? Why are you crazy during working hours?"

Xiaomei saw the word "Personnel" faintly exposed under the file folder, pushed the store manager away, rushed over like crazy, and took out the file.

The shop manager's eyes were so shocked that she couldn't figure out why this girl, who usually seldom spoke loudly in front of her, suddenly moved her hands now.

The store manager felt faintly guilty in his heart, but when a person became more guilty, he would speak louder. She reached out and grabbed Xiaomei's arm, and said, "I can fire you at any time."

Xiaomei raised her head, and the two of them suddenly looked at each other. Her eyes were hot and fierce, and the rims of her eyes were slightly red. Before she could open her mouth, the store manager let go of her hand.

Xiaomei paused and said: "What if something happens to him? Do you feel good about your conscience?"

"Who? You mean Chen Fan? What happened to him?"

"You'd better pray that nothing happened to him, otherwise...all your shady activities will be exposed..."

After Xiaomei finished speaking, she lowered her head and opened the folder, looking for Chen Fan's file.

The woman was stunned to the side, not daring to stop her, but she didn't leave either.

Xiaomei finally found Chen Fan's entry file, pulled it out, found the emergency contact column, quickly wrote down Hao Guixiang's phone number, and sent it to Meng Xin.

She closed the file and walked outside.

When he reached the door, he stopped and said in a deep voice, "I'll give you the resignation letter tomorrow..."

"you……"

As the sky gradually fell, Xiaomei walked around in front of Chen Fan's house several times.

When it was getting dark, she saw a girl with a ponytail and a tracksuit walking towards her from a distance. It was Song Man.

She had some impressions of Song Man. Song Man and Meng Xin had visited Chen Fan twice in the shop before.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Xiaomei had no patience. When she saw Song Man, she immediately said, "I just went to his house and knocked on the door, but there was no one. Where else can he go, or else we'll look for it first." ?”

Song Man looked up at the upstairs window, and hurriedly said: "Chen Fan's parents are divorced, and they have already started their own families. Apart from this, he can't go anywhere? Meng Xin has contacted her mother, and her mother has a spare key." , shall we wait?"

Xiaomei's face was flustered, hesitant to speak, and after thinking about it, she said cautiously: "How did Coach Meng tell you..."

Song Man shook his head and said, "Meng Xin said he couldn't get in touch with Chen Fan, so he asked me to come over and find someone with you. He has already rushed back..."

Xiaomei was puzzled: "Hurry back."

"Well, from F city."

Xiaomei said in surprise: "These two people, obviously..." She glanced at Song Man, and didn't continue talking.

She has always known that Chen Fan is interested in Meng Xin, but she doesn't know how much Song Man in front of her knows about the two of them. Meng Xin looks low-key, and she probably hasn't told her family and friends about her identity. , Chen Fan usually looks gentle, but in fact he is very stubborn in his bones. Thinking with his toes, it is not all because of work at the moment. It seems that he has to think about it carefully. If he really finds Brother Fan, how can he persuade...

Her brain was running fast, and before she could come up with a result, she saw a middle-aged woman wrapped in a black half-length cotton coat walking towards them, pulling a seven or eight-year-old little girl and walking towards them.

The cotton-padded clothes were wrinkled and seemed to have been washed many times. The woman had big eyes, a straight nose, and the contours of her eye sockets seemed familiar. As soon as she approached, Xiaomei immediately called out: "Auntie."

"Hey……"

As soon as Hao Guixiang received Meng Xin's call, she immediately put down the work in the restaurant, picked up the spare key, and rushed from the south of the city to the north of the city. The journey was full of dust and dust, and even the wrinkles around the corners of her eyes were much deeper than usual.

As soon as she saw Xiaomei, she immediately asked, "You are all Xiaofan's friends? This...what the hell is going on? Why...someone said he couldn't find it..."

Xiaomei's brain was running fast. It seemed that Chen Fan's mother didn't know about his relationship with Meng Xin, let alone about Chen Fan's expulsion...

Xiaomei was still thinking about what to say, and Song Man beside her replied, "Auntie, don't worry, Meng Xin just couldn't get in touch with Chen Fan, so she was more worried. He was not here, so I asked us to see if you brought the key. How about we go up first?"

"Well, good... good..." Hao Guixiang said good, but her face was still pale.

A few of them entered the courtyard and went up the corridor one by one.

The corridor was pitch-black, only the voice of Hao Guixiang looking after the child could be heard: "Slow down, be careful of the steps under your feet."

The girl took Hao Guixiang's hand and asked, "Mom, can we see brother in a while?"

"Ah."

Hao Guixiang answered vaguely, took out the key, walked to the door, and opened the door in twos and twos.

She pushed the door and said, "The door is not locked."

The curtains were closed and the room was pitch black.

Hao Guixiang turned on the light in the living room, took advantage of the light, and hurried around the house.

"Brother Fan..."

"Chen Fan..."

"Xiaofan..."

The bedroom and living room were empty, and there was no one there.

Xiaomei looked around and said, "It seems that he hasn't come back."

Hao Guixiang glanced at the bag and clothes at the door, was a little puzzled, and said, "I didn't take anything, where can he go?"

She went into the bedroom and turned on the light. The quilts on the bed were neatly folded, and there was no trace of anyone lying there. Song Man pulled the little girl in and said, "It seems that she really hasn't come back."

The little girl saw the brown bear in the corner at a glance, and shouted in surprise: "Baby bear." Then she broke away from Song Man's hand and walked over.

Just as she was about to reach out to touch the big bear, she vaguely saw a figure behind her and shouted in surprise: "Brother!"

Hao Guixiang and Song Man were about to leave the house when they heard the sound and immediately turned their heads.

Hao Guixiang pulled Brown Bear away, and when she saw the person hiding between the desk and the bear's corner, she yelled out in shock.

Chen Fan covered himself in a dinosaur pajamas, hugged his legs, lowered his head, his face was pale and dull.

"Son!" Hao Guixiang cried out immediately. He threw himself in front of Chen Fan, slapped his face repeatedly, and said, "How are you? What's wrong with you? You don't know your mother anymore?"

Chen Fan remained expressionless, as if what was staying in the room was just a skin.

The little girl pulled his sleeve cautiously, and shouted timidly, "Brother?"

Only then did Chen Fan's eyes come back to his senses, he slowly raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him.

For three days and two nights, he locked himself in this isolated place, allowing his consciousness to float into the air, looking forward to leaving this world.

Seeing the person in front of him, all his thoughts slowly returned to his body. He tried to open his mouth and called out slowly: "Mom?"

"Son... are you killing your mother?"

"I……"

The crying in the room became louder and louder. Song Man took away the diary and a small white medicine on the desk, and ran into Xiaomei as soon as he went out.

Xiaomei glanced at the things in Song Man's hand, and then looked into the room in surprise.

Song Man said: "The dose is not large, it should be fine..." After she finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced through the crack of the door, without saying anything, only sighed.

She picked up the phone to avoid Xiaomei, walked to the balcony of the kitchen, dialed Meng Xin, and said in a low voice: "If he really died, would you regret it?"

A gust of night wind blows outside the window, blowing the bleakness of deep winter to every corner of the city.

On the other side of the door, there were faint cries mixed with girls and women.

Those who are tired of the world often want to leave with paranoia, childishness, and sadness that the world cannot understand.

However, there is always some softness, which should be the reason to be nostalgic for this world. How can it be so easily ignored?How can it be...