Jiang Wu is sleeping soundly.

By the time she woke up, the clock was almost eight o'clock.

Rubbing her eyes and stretching, she subconsciously touched her side - but not only did she not touch the person, even the heat on the sheet, did he not sleep?

Heart a tight, she immediately tied up the body, lift the quilt out of bed.

Looking back, the other half of the bed is still flat, only the quilt was pressed out of the personal shape, it seems that he only lay on the side for a while, and did not go into bed to sleep.

What the hell?

The uneasiness in Jiang Fu's heart makes her lock her eyebrows.

Try to comfort yourself: it's OK, maybe I'll go to buy breakfast again. I'll go to buy it overnight

Feeling like a fool, she immediately took out her mobile phone to call Jin Zuo, but got the result that she had turned it off.

Too late to change her pajamas, she quickly turned out a down jacket and was about to go out to find someone.

Just put the handle on the door handle, Yu Guangchu caught a glimpse of the memorial album on the table, which made her stop the idea of rushing out rashly.

Subconsciously, she went to the desk and opened the memorial book -

she covered her mouth with tears in her eyes.

A whole book, Jin Zuo has already glued it for her.

There are no girlish stickers or fat headed characters painted with colorful brushes. His style is simple and clear, and his familiar and clean handwriting is the natural and unrestrained style he describes with pen.

Every moment of freeze frame, there are his description and advice.

"Don't eat raw or cold food. Don't touch quick-frozen or microwave food. I really want to eat instant noodles. Remember to drink water once."

"When you're alone, don't go shopping. Take a fat man with you to help you carry things."

"Turn on the hot air conditioner when you sleep. Remember to turn on the humidifier. Don't forget every time you are careless. You will regret it the next day."

……

Even that "classic" picture of shits, the following comment has only two words: "talent".

Jiang Wu couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Yes, it was crying with a smile.

The whole book was full without a blank page. On the last page, there was a B-ultrasound photo of her. His writing was a little slow and trembling, and the strokes were a little stagnant.

Three words, a lifetime of fascination.

She seems to remember last night, someone whispered in the ear, cherish the kiss, and his last goodbye.

Different from the usual uneasiness, she is now running down the urgency!

He really left, and this was the only thing left in her mind. Although she didn't know where to find him, she subconsciously rushed out of the room and took the car key to go out.

Jiang song paced in the living room with his hands down. He was also very uneasy.

Looking at Jiang Fu's pale face and rushing down the stairs, he understood something and immediately hugged him. He said with relief: "don't worry, don't worry, Cloud City is so big, how do you know where to find him?"

Jiang Wu was shaking all over.

At this time, when she recalled the little things she had spent the past three days together, she stamped her foot in chagrin and complained to death:

she should have found out!

"I'll go to Mo Huan, I'll go to Jin's! They must know where he is

"Mo Huan? If Mo Huan knows where he is, does it mean that Jin Zuo has left? "

Jiang song knew Jin Zuo well. Since he decided to leave alone, he would not go to Mo Huan when he was still conscious.

Only when the original owner wakes up can Mo Huan and Jin's family find him.

But at this time, Jiang Fu went to find him again. Is it necessary?

"This side, I must see, no matter who he is Son of a bitch, he thought he would leave the best three days for me, but let me not even have a chance to say goodbye, son of a bitch, son of a bitch

Tears flutter down, across a layer of clothing, wet Jiang song's shoulder.

He loves his little sister, but he doesn't know how to comfort her. He can only pat her on the back:

"don't cry, I'll go with you, don't cry..."