Chapter 113 Missing Brother's Boyfriend
The smile on Jing Xun's face faded, and he called Lin Zhi's name again tentatively.
The empty house did not respond, bringing a suffocating silence.
Jing Xun put down the fruit in his hand, his mind went blank, and he quickly pushed open the door of the master bedroom.
Not here, not in the bathroom, not in the guest bedroom, not at all.
Maybe something happened. Why would Lin Zhi leave? Why would Lin Zhi lie to him and abandon him like this?
Lin Zhi had just acknowledged his identity and said that she liked him, so she wouldn't just walk away like that.
Jing Xun hurriedly ran up to the second floor, looked around, and then ran to the utility room.
After all efforts were in vain, the world began to shake with a sense of chaos.
Jing Xun held onto the wall and looked at his watch, but found that he couldn't remember the last time he checked the time.
Did he forget something? In fact, Lin Zhi had told him, but he forgot. It was his fault that he didn't remember it.
It should be like this, it must be like this.
Jing Xun immediately returned to the bedroom. He had actually forgotten to check the surveillance camera immediately. He quickly turned on the device as if he was grasping at a life-saving straw.
Jing Xun endured his anxiety and only slightly increased the speed. He did not skip those clips quickly, fearing that he would miss something.
Sister Han knocked on the door, his parents came, and then he went out to help. He remembered all this and he didn't forget it.
Jing Xun looked at Lin Zhi, who was sorting clothes in the guest bedroom, and was a little afraid to continue watching.
This feeling of being abandoned almost drove him crazy. Why did everything change when he was away from home for just a short while?
Jing Xun would rather he forgot these things than that the things he expected did not happen.
When Jing Xun saw Lin Zhi get up and leave the guest bedroom, the roaring sound in his brain almost drowned out his thoughts.
Twisted and dark thoughts full of destructive desire took the opportunity to spread, pushing people into a deeper abyss.
It was not until he saw Lin Zhi open the door and talk to someone that Jing Xun's tense body relaxed and his palms were filled with cold sweat.
He let out a long breath and watched the clip again carefully.
Lin Zhi wanted to send a message, but those people didn't allow it.
Jing Xun remembered that those people were the ones who came to take Wei Jinrong away that day. Lin Zhi knew them and they even had a close relationship with them.
Lin Zhi didn't mean to disappear without saying goodbye, he just left because of something.
He will be back.
He will be back.
Jing Xun kept repeating this sentence in his mind to keep himself functioning.
He remembered the folded clothes he had seen during the search just now. He was so nervous that he forgot that the clothes had not disappeared.
Jing Xun needed to do something to stop himself from thinking about the possibility that Lin Zhi would not come back. He first tidied up the clothes that had not been folded on the bed in the guest bedroom and put them back in the closet, and then thought about what Lin Zhi was busy with.
It should be related to Wei Jinrong, but hasn’t he been taken away? Why is Lin Zhi involved?
Jing Xun knew too little about this aspect, and the more he thought about it, the more upset he became. He pressed his solar plexus and walked back and forth in the living room several times. He was in no mood to paint.
He should go make fruit salad so that Lin Zhi can have it when she comes back.
As if he had finally found a short-term goal, Jing Xun cheered up and walked towards the kitchen.
He put the earphone in one ear and started wiping the chopping board and fruit knife.
When there was a sudden knock on the door, Jing Xun opened it immediately.
After seeing Lin Zhi at the door, Jing Xun's tense heart finally relaxed.
The world before his eyes seemed to be clearer and more tangible again. Jing Xun put his hands behind his back and tried to give Lin Zhi a smile.
"I'm making a fruit salad. It will be ready in a minute."
As for the person who walked in from behind Lin Zhi, Jing Xun did not even glance at him.
"Okay, but they are looking for something and hope we can cooperate."
Lin Zhi walked to Jing Xun's side, and after Jing Xun nodded, she gestured to Sister Lin.
The crowd dispersed at Jingxun's house and began searching.
Three people stood there holding weapons, watching Lin Zhi and Jing Xun to prevent them from making any other moves.
"Put your hands out."
Lin Zhi narrowed her eyes and spoke to Jing Xun.
His words made the three colleagues beside him tense up at the same time, staring at Jing Xun warily.
As they stared, the tall mixed-race youth stretched out his hand from behind. There was nothing on his hand but an injured finger from which blood was dripping.
Jing Xun immediately explained: "I just did it accidentally, it's not serious."
He was distracted just now and almost cut himself, but it wasn't serious.
Thinking of this, he immediately turned around and looked at the chopping board in the kitchen.
Part of the apple he was cutting had been stained with his blood and was no longer edible. Jing Xun looked a little annoyed.
"Sorry, the apple is inedible."
"You can eat something else."
Lin Zhi went to the cabinet where the medicine was kept and found the Band-Aid inside.
The scratches on Jing Xun's fingers were not deep, which was the best situation Lin Zhi had expected.
The blood from the wound was absorbed by pressing with a tissue and then wrapped with a Band-Aid.
After finishing all this, Lin Zhi processed the fruits in the kitchen and smiled at Jing Xun who was looking at him.
He did not open his mouth to explain or comfort her, and Jing Xun said nothing either.
Lin Zhi sat on the sofa to rest and wait for the company's people to finish searching. Jing Xun didn't like these strangers coming in and out of his home, but he still endured it and stayed close to Lin Zhi.
There is an intimate yet subtle and weirdly exclusive atmosphere between them, which makes people feel a chill down their spine for some reason after watching it for a long time.
Not to mention the three colleagues present, even 01 couldn't help but say something.
[Host, why don’t you comfort the mission target? It seems that his mental state is not very good now. 】
01 You can also imagine how the target's emotions will collapse when he finds out that the host is not at home, so at this time you should say something like "I won't leave", and the redemption progress will definitely increase greatly!
Lin Zhi let Jing Xun play with his fingers and responded: [He won’t really believe it. 】
If Jing Xun really believed that he would not leave, he would not try so hard to act normal in front of him.
Lin Zhi didn't say it not because he didn't want to, but because he knew that although this could increase Jing Xun's sense of security, it could not completely make Jing Xun feel that he already owned him.
It is useless even if you admit that you are in a romantic relationship, and it is useless even if you are lovers for a long time. That kind of uneasiness will take root over time and will give rise to more possessiveness and desire for destruction.
Don't worry, everything is under control. 】
Lin Zhi comforted the small system and told it not to worry.
01: [Yeah! 】
01 believed in the host. Although the situation before him looked like the house was about to catch fire, the host not only did not pour water but also fanned the house and said that he was putting out the fire. However, 01 knew that the host must be right!
Sister Lin took people to search Jingxun's house inside and out, and shook her head at Lin Zhi.
"It's not here. We searched several times and found no trace of the goods."
Lin Zhi frowned slightly and said firmly: "This is the only place where he and I have any intersection."
"Obviously there is another place. When you reported that you found Wei Jinrong's location, there were only two of you in the alley, and there was no surveillance there. Who knows if he gave you the goods at that time?"
The person who spoke was the person next to Sister Lin. He had been staring at this block. Wei Jinrong entered Jingxun's house under his nose, which made him feel that he was very derelict in his duty. If the thing was not here and was related to Lin Zhi, he could completely suspect that the thing was in Lin Zhi's hands, and Wei Jinrong was just a pawn he pushed out.
"It's a very reasonable suspicion. I'm not rigorous enough." Lin Zhi didn't get angry at this suspicion. She looked at Jing Xun and asked, "Are there any secret passages or hidden cabinets in the house? They are looking for the things that Wei Jinrong took away, but Wei Jinrong said it has something to do with me."
"I didn't see you take anything. Even this thing was found by me and brought to you. There is no way there is a transaction between you two."
Although Jing Xun was talking to Lin Zhi, he was speaking to others.
He thought about the surveillance video he had seen at the beginning. Wei Jinrong had been to the second floor, where there were also things related to Lin Zhi.
Jing Xun went to the second floor, and Lin Zhi and Sister Lin naturally followed.
The second floor had been searched twice. It was set up as an exhibition area and there was no place to hide anything.
Lin Zhi saw the painting of him hanging on the wall and raised his eyebrows.
Jing Xun took down the paintings related to Lin Zhi on the wall and touched the wall carefully. He didn't actually leave any storage space here, but Wei Jinrong helped when the house was being renovated. Jing Xun was not sure if there were any designs that he didn't know about or had forgotten.
Not touching anything strange, Jing Xun pursed his lips and tried hard to recall the clues he discovered that day.
Although he would suffer from intermittent amnesia, Jing Xun would remember more clearly the things he would not forget in the past two days.
He restored the empty picture frame and imitated Wei Jinrong's trajectory.
Jing Xun walked to the other wall, which was opposite the mirror reflecting the painting of Lin Zhi. In the direction where Lin Zhi's eyes in the mirror were looking, Jing Xun walked into the blind spot of the surveillance.
There was a large painting hanging there, and Jing Xun leaned against the wall to look inside.
The side with the light source was blocked by the erected wall, and because it was pitch black in the gaps between the walls, it was difficult to tell whether there was anything inside.
Jing Xun has very good eyesight and a keen sense of his things. When he hung the painting, there was nothing stuffed inside, but now he feels that there is a vague thing hanging inside.
Jing Xun carefully took down the painting, and Lin Zhi stepped forward to help. When the painting was taken down, there was a clear sound of something falling to the ground.
Sister Lin went to get it immediately, took out a long black box, opened it to check, and closed it with a smile on her face.
"Thank you for your help. We need to take the items back for identification. We will notify you of the results later. Thank you very much."
Sister Lin held the box in her arms. Lin Zhi didn't need her to say anything polite and asked her to go back and check it immediately.
With the sound of footsteps leaving and doors closing, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet without outsiders.
Jing Xun stared at Lin Zhi without blinking, worried that Lin Zhi would disappear again when he wasn't looking.
Lin Zhi spoke to break the stagnation: "Do you want to hang the painting back?"
Jing Xun murmured, "I'll hang up later."
He didn't want to do this now. The house that was visited by too many people was left with many auras that he couldn't tolerate, but he still didn't want to do anything. In fact, he didn't know what he wanted to do now.
Lin Zhi walked to the special exhibition area for his paintings and praised: "These paintings are very good."
Jing Xun pursed his lips: "Thank you."
He didn't want to hear Lin Zhi praise his paintings, at least not at this moment. He even hoped that Lin Zhi would shift his attention away from the paintings and back to him.
Jing Xun's anxiety and hesitant look were hard to ignore, so Lin Zhi decided to help him.
Lin Zhi looked into Jing Xun's eyes and asked, "Do you want to say something to me?"
Jing Xun's mind went blank for a moment. When the opportunity to speak appeared in front of him, even when he had to say something, he wanted to escape.
Many thoughts and words swirled in Jing Xun's mind. He wanted to say a lot and do a lot.
He wanted to hug and kiss Lin Zhi and lock her in his bedroom forever, and wanted to force Lin Zhi to beg him to never leave him.
He wanted to hurt, he wanted intimacy, he wanted vows, he wanted love that lasted until death, but he was afraid that he would be bored.
This was clearly not his style, but he couldn't help it.
Jing Xun pinched the edge of his clothes with the finger that was wearing the band-aid and asked, "Would you like some fruit?"
Lin Zhi sighed and said with a smile: "Can I eat something else?"
Jing Xun replied in a low voice: "The apples are rotten, but there are still grapes and kiwis..."
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