"Ajin?"
Fu Sijin's eyes were so unfamiliar that Qingqing felt instinctively uneasy.
She subconsciously tried to grab Fu Sijin's hand, but he pulled her hand away and took several steps back, trying to stay away from her.
"Ajin..." Qingqing was a little hurt by being rejected so bluntly, and her voice was already tinged with a wronged cry.
The child's sharp nerves told her that she was hated.
But she didn't understand why Fu Sijin was angry at all.
"Qingqing has always been well-behaved, Qingqing didn't do anything bad." Qingqing murmured helplessly, tears already accumulating in her eyes.
She opened her little hands upwards, anxiously wanting Fu Sijin to hug her.
As long as A-Jian hugs Qing-Qing, Qing-Qing will forgive him.
However, Fu Si-Jian was extremely indifferent at this time.
"Even if you become smaller, you are still exactly the same as her." The cold tone was filled with resentment, and perhaps a little disappointment.
Not wanting to see the familiar face of Qing-Qing in a smaller version again, Fu Si-Jian simply turned around and strode away.
"A-Jian, A-Jian——!!!"
The hoarse cry of a child came from behind, gradually turning into a shrill scream.
Like a small animal about to be abandoned, the miserable cry revealed unbelievable despair.
"Qingqing is wrong, don't go, wuaaaaa——!"
The chaotic footsteps gradually approached, and Qingqing ran after Fu Sijian's back.
But with a muffled sound, she fell down.
The pain came, Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she lay on the ground and cried loudly.
Her tears fell down in big drops, making her delicate and cute little face look miserable, but no one felt sorry for her.
The elevator slowly closed behind her, blocking Qingqing's little figure.
So Fu Sijian did not see Qingqing fall, nor did he hear her sad cry.
His mind was in a mess. He felt a severe pain. He could see the cold expression of an adult mother, the aggrieved look of a young mother, and some chaotic, dark images that should have been sealed deep in his memory.
The interlaced scenes were like a chaotic time and space, dragging him down gradually. He felt numb in his heart.
He felt suffocated.
The elevator reached the bottom floor and opened the door automatically.
The people waiting outside the door were startled when they saw the person inside, and then they looked worried: "President, are you okay?"
His face looked so bad, was he sick?
Fu Siqin walked out of the elevator without saying a word and
drove away directly.
Everyone who saw him thought he was angry, and they were so scared that they dared not breathe, let alone touch him.
In fact, only he knew that he was... running away.
The car drove onto the avenue, Fu Sijin put on the Bluetooth headset, reached out and pressed the dial button.
"Sijin?" A warm male voice came from the other side.
"I'll go to your place now."
The low voice was mixed with a little abnormal hoarseness.
"You are sick." The owner of the warm male voice immediately knew that Fu Sijin's current condition was not right.
As Fu Sijin's attending physician, no one knew Fu Sijin's condition better than him.
"..." Fu Sijin didn't say anything, but the voice on the other end of the phone became anxious.
"Didn't your condition gradually improve? How could you suddenly get sick? Wait... I heard a horn. Are you driving? Are you trying to kill yourself? How can you drive in this condition? Hurry up and find a place to stop. Then send me your location. I'll come pick you up now."
"..." Fu Sijin remained silent, but surprisingly followed the other party's instructions obediently.
The car was parked in the parking lot of a nearby shopping mall.
Ten minutes later, another car drove up and took Fu Sijin who was waiting in the car away.
"Make a call for me."
Fu Sijin, who was leaning back in the back seat and looking at the scene passing by quickly outside the car window, suddenly spoke up as his emotions gradually calmed down.
"Huh? Who do you want to call?"
the man driving the car asked without turning his head.
"Secretary Zhang, ask him to go check on Qingqing." The
reason why he left in a hurry just now was not only because of his extremely unstable emotional state, but also because he was afraid that he would hurt Qingqing if he lost control.
Now Qingqing was left alone in the company, and she didn't know how aggrieved she must be. She hoped that Secretary Zhang could comfort her.
"Call back later, I'm driving."
Zuo Ze was a man who strictly abided by traffic laws. He wanted to call Fu Sijin after returning to the hospital, but he didn't expect that Fu Sijin's phone would ring urgently when he was halfway there.
Looking at the name on the screen, Fu Sizhen frowned slightly, but still picked up the phone: "Secretary Zhang..."
"President, it's bad, Qingqing is missing!"
The car was halfway on the road when the brakes were suddenly stepped on, and it suddenly turned and changed lanes, and then drove away with the voices of others cursing.
But this time, it went back the way it came.
***
Qingqing was lying in front of the office door crying loudly, which soon attracted many people.
They surrounded Qingqing and
wanted to pick her up from the ground with heartache, but they were rejected and avoided.
It's not A-Jian, she won't let you hold her.
"Why is Qingqing lying here crying? Did she fall?"
"Where's the president?"
"I seemed to see him go out just now, and he didn't look too well."
"She was crying so pitifully. I feel so bad for her."
...
Some staff standing in the back were talking in low voices, but Qingqing, who had sharp ears, caught some key words from them.
A-Jian went out?
Qingqing wanted to find A-Jian to apologize.
Aunt Ding said that if you do something wrong, you have to apologize, no matter if you are an adult or a child.
As long as Qingqing apologizes, A-Jian will no longer be angry.
Qingqing, who stopped crying at some point, got up by herself and once again dodged the hands of the kind-hearted employees who wanted to help her. Her short legs were so fast that before anyone could react, she ran back to the president's office and closed the door tightly.
After a "bang", the room was silent.
The protagonists were gone, and the employees would not stay here to block the way, so they dispersed in twos and threes.
However, after they left, the tightly closed office door suddenly opened a crack, and a vigilant little head popped out.
Looking around, no one was there.
Carrying her pink bunny bag, Qingqing tiptoed out of the office and entered the elevator alone.
She was smart and knew that it was impossible for her to sneak out under the eyes of so many people, so she waited patiently until everyone left before taking action, and also refilled her small bag with some food.
With Qingqing's height of three heads, she could only press the button for the bottom floor of the elevator.
Maybe it was God's will, because of this, she accidentally arrived at the underground parking garage where there were fewer people.
So until she walked out of Fu Sijin's company alone, no one noticed her.
The outside world was completely unfamiliar to Qingqing.
The few times she went out, she was accompanied by adults, and she went to and from cars.
This was the first time that she had walked on the street like this.
As expected, Qingqing got lost.
She had no idea where Fu Sijin had gone, and she was looking for him aimlessly. In this situation, it was normal for her to get lost.
"Where is Ajin?"
Qingqing looked around at the unfamiliar buildings in confusion, standing alone in the middle of the road, like a homeless kitten, looking pitiful.
"Hey, kid over there..."
The traffic police on duty noticed
Qingqing in the middle of the road, and felt something was wrong, so he rushed over and scared her so much that she turned around and ran away.
"Wow... Qingqing is not a bad kid, police uncle, please don't arrest me!"
Qingqing was terrified, and she was running away with all her might.
She didn't know the traffic rules, and she hurriedly crossed into the road, frightening the passing cars and turning their heads to avoid her.
For a moment, the whole road was in chaos, and shrill horns sounded one after another.
"Stop!"
The unexpected accident stopped the traffic police, and when he finally squeezed out of the chaotic traffic with difficulty, where could he see Qingqing?
"Why is there a traffic jam ahead?"
Fu Sijian and others just drove to the vicinity, but ran into a traffic jam.
Zuo Ze looked forward and saw that the road was severely blocked. The cars coming from behind blocked their way back. He was helpless: "We can only wait a while."
"Time waits for no one." Fu Sijin opened the car door with a sullen face and got out of the car directly. Zuo Ze was so scared that he quickly leaned out of the window and shouted: "Where are you going?"
Does this guy remember that he is still a patient?
"Company."
In fact, this place is not too far from Fu Sijin's company. It takes about 20 minutes to walk.
If you run, you should be able to shorten the time by a few minutes.
So, instead of being trapped in the same place, he might as well move faster.
Fu Sijin, who was rushing to the company, did not see that a familiar little figure flashed past him from behind and ran away in a completely different direction from him.
But strangely, the two people running back to back had similar thoughts at the same time.
Qingqing/Ajin, where are you?
***
At night, in the dilapidated old city, under the dim street lights.
A staggering little shadow was stretched out.
I don’t remember how long I walked and where I came to.
My legs were numb and the food in the bunny bag was eaten long ago. Qingqing was tired and hungry, but still couldn’t find the person she was looking for.
The lonely wind blew at night, bringing bursts of cold.
Although it was summer now, Qingqing was wearing little and felt the cold at this time.
I couldn’t help but hug myself tightly, and my little body trembled.
"It's so... so cold... Ah Jin, where are you?" She sniffed and held back her tears.
Knowing that no one loved her, Qingqing was surprisingly strong.
But she was too tired, her physical strength had reached its limit, and she couldn't walk anymore.
Qingqing accidentally ran to the old city. Unlike the core business district where Fu Sijin's company was located, it was full of high-rise
buildings.
There were more low-rise houses here, and every household had a threshold in front of the door, with the difference being the height.
It just so happened that it was convenient for her to find a nearby house to sit on.
But the threshold did not block the wind, and Qingqing was blown cold all over.
It was really too cold, so she could only take off the bunny bag on her back, hold it in front of her, and use this furry little bunny to keep warm.
As she sat there, her eyelids gradually became heavy and she felt sleepy.
It seemed like someone was coming.
This information came to her in a daze as her perception gradually fell into chaos.
Before her slow brain could react, a rough towel suddenly covered her mouth and nose.
She struggled subconsciously, but how could her tiny strength compete with that of a strong adult?
A pungent smell came over her and she was dizzy.
"My luck is so good today. I can come across such a signature doll even when I go out to get a drink. I can definitely sell it for a good price if I take it back!"
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