How to manage it at night, even if it is not said explicitly, the message revealed in the eyes of the two people is self-evident.

But unexpectedly, when night really came, the little incident that happened was destined to make it a sleepless night.

Yu Luoxi’s phone was unreachable, and she didn’t even reply to the text message.

Just like when the little candy suddenly disappeared.

Tang Qiqi sat on the sofa with his mobile phone in his hand, opening the screen to take a look every few minutes.

The hour and minute hands of the wall clock overlap at position 0.

A new day has begun.

Tang Qiqi thought about it for a while, but finally couldn't help but call Xiao Tangguo.

Unexpectedly, the call was connected quickly this time.

Tang Qiqi almost called out the three words "little candy", but stopped in time at the critical moment.

The silence on the other end of the phone was so depressing.

This oppression was extremely sensitive to Tang Qiqi, who grew up in such a place.

This was definitely not the call that grandma herself answered.

Tang Qiqi's breathing stopped when he realized something, and he hung up the phone abruptly the next second.

The screen fell into darkness, but my heart was beating wildly and my hands were shaking even more violently.

How is grandma now?

Why is there no news about Yu Luoxi?

Why was he the one who answered the phone...

Questions bombarded Tang Qiqi one after another, and a chill that came from nowhere poured into her body and eroded her heart.

The figures of the two children and the blurry images that kept appearing in her dreams these past few days made her sick again. At this moment, all the things came together and her head was about to explode.

Tang Qiqi subconsciously took out a bottle of medicine from her schoolbag - it was medicine to suppress headaches when forcing herself to recall lost memories.

Just as I unscrewed the medicine bottle, a coat suddenly fell behind me.

Tang Qiqi was stunned. When she turned her head to look at the person behind her, she found that Qi Yan was staring at the medicine in her hand.

His hand trembled and the bottle rolled from his palm to the ground.

Before he could pick it up, Qi Yan had already bent down.

Tang Qiqi felt inexplicably flustered. She pursed her lips and was thinking about how to explain when Qi Yan suddenly reached out and placed his hand on her temple.

The fingers on the acupoints move gently and press lightly.

Warmth came from the fingertips, and the tense nerves were relaxed as the fingers circled.

My uneasy heart slowly calmed down under the comfort of these hands.

"Does it still hurt?" After a long time, Qi Yan's voice broke the silence.

A hint of surprise flashed across Tang Qiqi's eyes.

How did he know he had a headache?

As if sensing her doubt, Qi Yan continued, "The doctor said so the first time you fainted."

"Seventh Brother." He paused and cupped Tang Qiqi's face with both hands. "Promise me you won't take this medicine anymore, okay?"

Even though it was an important memory, he couldn't bear to see her faint in front of him.

Even if he was forgotten in the past, he would never be absent from her life again.

He can accompany her to create more beautiful memories.

This medicine has a sedative effect and long-term use can damage the brain.

Tang Qiqi knows better than anyone else what the side effects are, as she has been taking it for so many years.

In the past, she never cared about the harm this medicine would cause to her body, but since she had been with Qi Yan, she had not touched this medicine for a long time.

The empty space is gradually filled, and the cold heart is gradually warmed.

Qi Yan's appearance was unexpected, but he pulled her out of the abyss in time and prevented her from sinking further.

"Some things are already in the past." Qi Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his head to rest his head against Tang Qiqi's forehead. "The past is the past. Don't think about it anymore, okay?"

"No matter what, I will always be with you."

Feeling each other's breath, the dimness in Tang Qiqi's eyes slowly faded away, and the gentle words softened her heart.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "Okay."

Qi Yan loosened his hand and hugged the person tightly in his arms, but his eyes were as deep and bottomless as a cold pond.