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Chapter 058

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    The moment Mo Chutian saw the note, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little uneasy.  New Year's Day was supposed to be a lively day, but Xihua was shrouded in a layer of fog early in the morning. Mo Ruanmiao disappeared from Xihua with nothing, even the backpack he carried back yesterday.  Stay at home.

    After half an hour, Mo Chutian couldn't even maintain the superficial peace. He was going crazy. In such a heavy snow day, there was no car nearby, and Mo Ruanmiao didn't know anyone. Where could he go?

    The monitoring of the villa has been called out. Mo Ruanmiao left the villa after six o'clock. At that time, it was just dawn, and the villa was already being cleaned. Mo Ruanmiao greeted them, and then nodded.  He left Xihua without returning.

    It was already eight o'clock when Mo Chutian woke up, and it had been an hour and a half since Mo Ruanmiao left.

    Mo Ruanmiao's phone has been turned off all the time. I don't know if the phone is dead or turned off by himself. The school also went to call, but Mo Ruanmiao did not go back to school.

    It will take time to retrieve the nearby monitoring. Even if Mo Chutian is in a hurry, he can only wait. He has already regretted it. He shouldn't have said that to Mo Ruanmiao. Mo Ruanmiao can do whatever he wants, even if he doesn't grow up all his life  Mo Ruanmiao can stay by his side if he doesn't want to go to Paris, but Mo Ruanmiao can't leave without saying a word.

    Aunt Chen was already in tears. She was old and didn't know anything else. She only knew that her child ran away after being wronged so badly in such a weather. She complained to Mo Chutian, "Miaomiao is still sick, he  And afraid of the cold, look at how many clothes the child is wearing, not even a scarf, what can you do wrong, but you have to be airy."

    Every time Aunt Chen said something, the regret in Mo Chutian's heart increased. The scene when Mo Ruanmiao opened the yard door and left was played repeatedly on the computer.  The baby on the tip, but he made his baby wronged.

    It started snowing again outside, and Aunt Chen cried even harder, and kept saying, "Where can Miaomiao go when it's snowing so much? He's still sick, what should I do?"

    As time passed by, Mo Chutian's heart sank a little bit, he began to be afraid, yes, Mo Ruanmiao had a heart attack, he was still so sad, and it was so cold, what should he do?

    Mo Chutian couldn't give Aunt Chen the answer, he couldn't even give himself the answer.

    The nearby surveillance was finally sent. Mo Chutian stared at the screen, watching the staff call out the frame after frame. He saw Mo Ruanmiao, a small person with his head down, stepping on the front of the thick snow.  Okay, the street lights are still on, and occasionally one or two cars pass by the side of the road, but they don't stop for half a minute.

    Every minute of the monitoring is a torment for Mo Chutian. The video he watched was more than an hour ago, and he can only watch what happened, and he has no chance to stop Mo Ruanmiao.

    Mo Ruanmiao walked out of the villa area all the way, he waited by the side of the road, after more than ten minutes, a taxi passed by here, Mo Ruanmiao stopped the taxi, took the vehicle and left the villa area, the last surveillance video stopped here  .

    It's good to have clues, the heating is turned on in the room, but Mo Chutian's fingers are cold, he thought, found Mo Ruanmiao back, then let him go, as long as Mo Ruanmiao is happy, he thought  Do whatever you want.

    In front of a small villa stood a young man in a milky-white padded jacket, with a few snowflakes in his jet-black hair, his nose was red, his eyes were red, his eyelashes were long, and there was a bit of mist in his eyes in the blink of an eye.

    Mo Ruanmiao took out the key card and opened the door in the yard. The snow in the yard was thick, and nothing seemed to change. Through the glass window, he could still see a few pots of flowers and plants growing vigorously inside. It seemed that they were beaten.  Well done.

    For a moment, Mo Ruanmiao even had the illusion that it was last year. At that time, Zheng Junmei was still there. Although she was tortured by illness every day, she would still call Miaomiao tenderly. But now she is gone.  For a while, Mo Ruanmiao even felt that she had lost everything.

    He had a mother when he was so miserable, and then everything was slowly moving in a good direction, but he lost his only relative in this world.

    Mo Ruanmiao thought of Mo Chutian's original appearance again. He was very vile and would kill him, and blocked him at the stairway to prevent him from calling him brother.  Mo Ruanmiao thought, if Mo Chutian had always been that bad, he wouldn't have these troubles.

    There is no popularity in the villa, the furniture is covered with a layer of dust-proof cloth, it looks very cold, Mo Ruanmiao looked at everything inside and thought, it turned out that it has passed.  He went upstairs and pushed open a door on the second floor. It was empty and there was nothing there.

    Mo Ruanmiao remembered that when she left, there were still some painting utensils in it. This was Zheng Junmei's studio.?Look for someone on the first floor.

    There are only a few rooms left, Mo Chutian panted, and said with a trembling voice: "Didn't you say it's here? But we're making such a big noise."

    Song Jian also felt strange, but Mo Chutian had already started to panic, he couldn't follow suit, he said: "There are still three rooms, Mo Ruanmiao must be inside."

    Mo Chutian settled down and walked towards the last room in this corridor. When he opened the door and saw the situation inside clearly, his heart was instantly pinched and the pain was severe.

    "Miaomiao" Mo Chutian murmured.

    Mo Ruanmiao fell asleep on the floor at some point, so a thick blanket was laid on the floor, but he still felt very cold, but he was too tired and sleepy, and he had a long, long dream  , dreamed of Zheng Junmei, dreamed of Mo Chutian.

    Suddenly, his body became warmer. Mo Ruanmiao felt that the breath in his nose was also very familiar. He also heard a familiar voice. He suddenly thought of that dream, and Mo Ruanmiao felt wronged instantly. He half-opened his eyes  Opening his eyes, his eyes were foggy, his voice was soft and small, "I'll go back to study, I'll go back to Paris, don't want me."

    In the dream, Mo Chutian said that he would not want him if he did not go back to study, and he forbade Mo Chutian not to want him.

    Mo Chutian's heart was as if thousands of needles had been pricked with thousands of needles. He hugged Mo Ruanmiao tightly. This was his treasure, the person on top of his heart.  Ruan Miao said with a trembling voice, "Miaomiao is good, my brother is here, and I will listen to Miaomiao from now on."

    After saying that, he picked up Mo Ruanmiao and walked away. Song Jian happened to come out of another room. He saw Mo Chutian's solemn expression, which was obviously in a state of nervous tension.

    "Contact the doctor and go to Xihua immediately." Mo Chutian left without saying a word, hugged Mo Ruanmiao and left without looking back.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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