Chapter 87 The Secret Base of Student Days
Xiao Hechuan suddenly seemed to think of something.
"By the way, your phone kept ringing just now, I answered it for you."
Jiang Ciyou picked up the phone and took a look.
It was Bo Jinxiu calling.
"What did you say?"
Xiao Hechuan said: "I just said that I am your friend and you can stay with me tonight."
Jiang Ciyou felt a headache for no apparent reason again.
"How did he react?"
Xiao Hechuan looked quite innocent: "He just hung up the phone."
Jiang Ciyou rubbed his temples.
She could already imagine Bo Jinxiu's jealous look.
But Jiang Ciyou knew that his current situation was very bad.
Moreover, Bo Jinxiu only knew that she suffered from insomnia.
I didn't know she had so many problems, let alone her past experiences.
And Jiang Ciyou didn't want him to know all this.
Her temples still hurt a lot.
She didn't have the energy to explain anything.
More importantly, she still had one thing left to resolve.
Jiang Ciyou slept for a while at Xiao Hechuan's house.
When I woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.
Xiao Hechuan has gone to his private clinic.
The house was unusually quiet.
This was not the first time Jiang Ciyou lived here.
She lived here for a long time when she was ill before.
So I am extremely familiar with everything here.
Xiao Hechuan's home is a large flat in a high-end residential area.
And it is located on the top floor.
The living room has a full wall of floor-to-ceiling windows.
Extremely open, with excellent views.
Jiang Ciyou stood barefoot in front of the window, staring intently at the hustle and bustle of traffic outside.
On the elevated road, the flow of traffic is like the beating pulse and flowing blood of the entire city.
Every day seems to be the same, and the world will not change in the slightest because of anyone's experience.
Jiang Ciyou took out his cell phone and made a call.
"Brother, I want to borrow something from you?"
A man's deep and captivating voice came from the other side: "What do you want?"
"Your pet."
Jiang Ciyou stayed in the flat until noon.
Until my senior brother called and said that everything had been arranged.
She then left.
Before leaving, Jiang Ciyou called Xia Ling.
Her tone was calm, without any emotion at all.
"Xia Ling, let's meet."
There was silence for two seconds, and then he agreed: "Okay, I have something to tell you too."
"Do you remember our secret base? I'll wait for you at the old place."
Hang up the phone.
Jiang Ciyou drove to Qingcheng Mountain.
Qingcheng Mountain is an area of luxury villas.
Each villa has its own unique courtyard, surrounded by tall trees, providing excellent privacy.
The villa in Qingcheng Mountain was a birthday gift given by Feng Yuping to Jiang Ciyou on her fifteenth birthday.
Jiang Ciyou liked the environment there very much. During high school, he transformed it into a secret base that belonged only to him.
At that time, she, Xia Ling, Chen Nuo and Yan Feng often came here to have fun.
Only four of them had ever set foot in this place.
All four people have also entered facial recognition, and any one of them can open the door here.
Jiang Ciyou arrived very early.
When I went in, I found that the yard was full of weeds and bushes.
She hasn't set foot there in over three years.
But amidst the mess and desolation, one can still vaguely see the shadow of three years ago.
There is a huge cherry tree in the yard.
There is a swing chair under the cherry tree.
The swing chair had long been faded by wind, frost, rain and dew, and was covered with a thick layer of dust.
But Jiang Ciyou suddenly remembered the scene when he and Xia Ling were huddled up there watching the stars.
Xia Ling always liked to lean on her shoulder: "Xiao You, you are like the bright moon in the sky, and I am an ant on the ground. Thank you for being friends with someone like me."
"Xia Ling, what are you thinking about?" Jiang Ciyou hooked his arm around her shoulders.
"You are my moon, but you are more than just my moon. I am so afraid that one day you will abandon me."
Jiang Ciyou stood up, hands on hips, and said, "You've become stupid from studying. You're always sentimental."
Then she extended her hand to her again: "Xia Ling, we will always be good friends."
Thinking of the scene at that time,
Jiang Ciyou just felt it was extremely ironic.
The person whom I once treated so sincerely turned out to be the one who stabbed me the most.
Jiang Ciyou went straight into the house.
Entered the basement.
She checked the things sent by her senior brother.
very good.
Looks very hungry.
Then she went to the small attic on the top floor of the villa.
This is a monitoring room.
There are surveillance cameras outside the villa, in the yard, and in every room and corridor.
Jiang Ciyou turned on the monitoring equipment.
Rows of surveillance screens lit up instantly.
Jiang Ciyou sat on the chair, waiting slowly.
Until a black Mercedes appeared in the surveillance field of view.
Jiang Ciyou recognized this Mercedes-Benz; it belonged to Yan Feng.
Xia Ling has been running the restaurant this month.
The car drove into the villa yard and stopped.
really.
Xia Ling got out of the car.
Today she is still wearing a white dress, which looks simple and elegant, like a small white flower in the sunlight, which seems to be about to fall down with the wind.
Xia Ling looked at the "messy" yard.
It seemed as if he remembered something.
He stood in the yard for a long time before going into the house.
Soon, Xia Ling stood outside the monitoring room.
There is no door in the monitoring room.
In fact, Xia Ling was very surprised.
Just walked all the way.
It seems like all the doors of the rooms here have been removed.
But Xia Ling didn't think about what was going on.
Jiang Ciyou sat on the chair in the monitoring room.
Today she is wearing a black dress.
Black wavy curls, paired with a black butterfly hairpin, even the shoes are black.
It's all black from top to bottom, and looks a bit ghostly.
But Jiang Ciyou's smile was very bright: "Xia Ling, you are here?"
Xia Ling walked in slowly, her eyes looking pitiful.
Her voice was like begging: "Ciyou, can you help me?"
Jiang Ciyou burst into laughter.
But he still asked, "What do you want me to help you with?"
"A Feng doesn't want the baby in my belly anymore, but I can't lose it. Can you help me persuade him? He only listens to you now. Ci You, please let my child go, okay?"
Jiang Ciyou laughed sarcastically, "Let your child go? You're really good at putting accusations on others. What does it have to do with me that Yan Feng doesn't want the child in your belly? You're making it sound like I was the one who instigated Yan Feng to abort the child. Xia Ling, you're really good at moral blackmail."
"That's not what I meant. It's just that Yan Feng felt sorry for you, so he was so cruel to me. As long as you forgive me, he will definitely be able to let it go."
Xia Ling was already standing half a meter in front of Jiang Ciyou.
He knelt on the ground with a thud: "Ciyou, I have done many things that are sorry for you, but my child is innocent. For the sake of her life, let's not dwell on the past, okay?"
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