Chapter 87: The Secret Base during the Student Period

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 his phone and took a look.

It was Bo Jinxiu calling.

"What did you say?"

Xiao Hechuan said: "I just said I am your friend and you can stay here temporarily tonight."

Jiang Ciyou felt a headache for no apparent reason.

"How did he react?"

Xiao Hechuan was quite innocent: "He just hung up the phone."

Jiang Ciyou rubbed his temples.

She could already imagine Bo Jinxiu getting jealous.

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 badly.

She didn't have the energy to explain anything.

More importantly, she still had one thing unresolved.

Jiang Ciyou slept for a while at Xiao Hechuan's house.

It was already eight o'clock in the morning when I woke up.

Xiao Hechuan has gone to his private clinic.

The house was unusually quiet.

This is not the first time Jiang Ciyou has 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 an upscale residential area.

It is located on the top floor.

The living room has a full wall of floor-to-ceiling glass.

It is very spacious and has a great view.

Jiang Ciyou stood barefoot in front of the window, staring intently at the busy traffic outside.

On the elevated road, cars flow continuously, 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 seductive 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 in her voice.

"Xia Ling, let's meet."

There was silence for two seconds, and then the other party responded, "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 courtyard, surrounded by tall trees, providing excellent privacy.

The villa in Qingcheng Mountain was a birthday gift given to Jiang Ciyou by Feng Yuping on her fifteenth birthday.

Jiang Ciyou liked the environment there very much. When he was in high school, he transformed it into a secret base that belonged only to him.

At that time, she, Xia Ling, Shen Nuo and Yan Feng often came here to have fun.

They were the only four people who had ever set foot in this place.

The four people have also entered facial recognition, and any one of them can open the door here.

Jiang Ciyou arrived very early.

When we went in, we found that the yard was full of weeds and bushes.

She hasn't been there for more than three years.

But amidst the chaos and decay, 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 recalled the time when he and Xia Ling were nestling there and looking at the stars.

Xia Ling always liked to lean on her shoulder: "Xiaoyou, you are like the bright moon in the sky, and I am an ant on the ground. Thank you for being willing to be 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 and put his hands on his waist: "You, you've become stupid from studying too much. You're sentimental all the time."

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 who once treated me 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 attic on the top floor of the villa.

This is a monitoring room.

The outside of the villa, the yard, and every room and corridor are all monitored.

Jiang Ciyou turned on the monitoring equipment.

Rows of surveillance screens lit up instantly.

Jiang Ciyou sat on the chair, waiting leisurely.

Until a black Mercedes-Benz appeared in the surveillance field of view.

Jiang Ciyou recognized this Mercedes-Benz; it was Yan Feng's car.

Xia Ling is in bloom 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 little white flower in the sunlight, which will fall down if the wind blows.

Xia Ling looked at the "messy" yard.

It seems that 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.

I just came here.

It seems that the doors of all the rooms here have been removed.

But Xia Ling didn't think about what was going on.

Jiang Ciyou sat on a 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 beautiful: "Xia Ling, you're 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?"

"Ah Feng doesn't want the baby in my belly anymore, but I can't lose this child. Can you help me persuade him, okay? He only listens to you now. Stop worrying and let my child go, okay?"

Jiang Ci said sarcastically with a smile: "Let your child go? You are really good at putting accusations on others. Yan Feng doesn't want the child in your belly, so what does it have to do with me? It's as if I encouraged Yan Feng to abort the child. Xia Ling, you are really good at moral blackmail."

"That's not what I meant. Yan Feng just 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: "Don't worry, I have done many things to let you down, but my child is innocent. For the sake of her life, let's not dwell on the past, okay?"