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Liu said: "This is too vague." Do you want to take a picture of Yu Zhibo so that the other person can recognize it? "

Wang Xiaoming took a deep breath and said, "Who is missing?"

Liu said, "A classmate of the missing person."

Wang Xiaoming just felt that his head had been hit by Duang, and he turned a few times on the ground. His heart seemed to be hollowed out immediately. Nothing is left. For a long time, he regained consciousness, swallowed his saliva vigorously, and then said, "You have to ask Yu Zhiboyan."

Liu stood up and said, "Then I will go find him."

Wang Xiaoming called him and said, "Wait, Mouse, Yu Zhibo is not here today, he has something to go out." Why don't you let me talk to him first? "

Liu looked at his pale, bleeding face and nodded. "Okay" I will send you the photo. "

On Wang Xiaoming’s Mumu website, Liu said: “It’s a good thing to find a family. You should be happy for him.” In addition, I thought you were out of control and you can rely on yourself. "

Wang Xiaoming nodded and replied mechanically, "Yes, it doesn't matter."

Liu said, "Then I'll call me first."

"Yes." Wang Xiaoming walked into the kitchen, stood at the door, and looked at the spacious and bright kitchen. Some of us were working and some were chatting. When he saw him coming in, the chatter hurried to work. Wang Xiaoming looked at a dozen people in white kitchen clothes. They were tall, fat, thin and thin, but no one was Yu Zhibo's tall and thin figure. Usually, at this time, he should be very busy here, but today he doesn't know where he went.

By the way, did he use the money to remit it? It seems that he remembered it himself, so why didn't he say it often, because he was afraid of worrying about himself?

"Yes." Wang Xiaoming walked into the kitchen, stood at the door, and looked at the spacious and bright kitchen. Some of us were working and some were chatting. When he saw him coming in, the chatter hurried to work. Wang Xiaoming looked at a dozen people in white kitchen clothes. They were tall, fat, thin and thin, but no one was Yu Zhibo's tall and thin figure. Usually, at this time, he should be very busy here, but today he doesn't know where he went.

By the way, did he use the money to remit it? It seems that he remembered it himself, so why didn't he say it often, because he was afraid of worrying about himself?

No, I'm sure he thinks too much. Since then, he has never mentioned it again. Now he and Li Xintian are not very close. Maybe they stayed for Li Xintian. But in any case, if Yu Zhibo has his own relatives and friends, then he should go back to his original home.

Wang Xiaoming leaned down in front of the flow meter, lowered his head, very frustrated. He is now anxious to see Yu Zhi Boyan. He can see how much time he has left, how can he waste it? Wang Xiaoming thought of this, took out his cell phone, called Yu Zhibo and said, "Where are you?" When are you coming back? "(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

Yu Zhibo's voice was relatively cold: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"It doesn't matter, you come back early after you finish." Wang Xiaoming hung up while speaking.

Yu Zhibo looked at the phone in his hand and felt a little uneasy. Wang Xiaoming has always been a relatively straightforward person. Unlike today, he said and stopped impatiently.

Wang Xiaoming lost his soul in the store until the evening, when Yu Zhibo was not there, his depressed mood was nowhere to fall and vent, and then brewed in his heart.

After all, without Yu Zhiboyan, how could he have Wang Xiaoming today?

Yu Zhibo finally appeared in the store. Wang Xiaoming turned his head to look at him. He is wearing a plaid shirt and light-colored jeans. He is very fresh, not like a chef, but a college student who has just left school. Yu Zhi Boyan smiled at him when he saw him. Wang Xiaoming was curry beef. Looking at his smile, tears almost rolled down. He attributed this to the curry effect. In fact, this curry is not particularly spicy. It’s just that he knows best in his heart,

Yu Zhiboyan put on his clothes, put on his hat, washed his hands, and said to Wang Xiaoming, "What else can I do? Let me do it."

Wang Xiaoming smiled reluctantly, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes, sucked his nose, put his mouth on the side of the menu, and said nothing. I secretly warned myself: husband's man representative, bleed without tears, don't embarrass me!

Yu Zhiboyan picked up the menu and started cooking. Yu Zhiboyan stood beside him, and there was the sound of spatula clanging, Wang Xiaoming's heart suddenly calmed down, as if they had always been like this, and they will be like this in the future. But back to reality, Wang Xiaoming suddenly couldn't calm down. He didn't dare to look at Yu Zhi Boyan, afraid that his emotions would get out of control, so he could only lower his head and concentrate on the menu and the pot.

Yu Zhiboyan did not mention what to do today, nor did Wang Xiaoming ask, and the two remained silent until the end of the evening peak. Zhang Yiwei came to ask Yu Zhiboyan for advice. Yu Zhi Boyan leaned on Liu Li's platform, slightly closed his eyebrows, and listened carefully. He said a few words from time to time.

Wang Xiaoming stood by the stove and looked at them calmly. There is an emotion that he cannot notice from all unknown corners of his body. Slowly, all of this gathered in his chest, almost breaking his chest. Only then did Wang Xiaoming discover that when he didn’t realize it, his feelings were so strong that they were so attached to each other that they were too close to give up, and there were so many of them, they So attached that I lose my mind.

However, all of this can see the sun, but it must be sealed and placed in a deep well that will never see the sun. Wang Xiaoming decided that he would not say anything about killing him in his life.

Yu Zhibin felt Wang Xiaoming's gaze and turned his head. His four eyes were facing each other. Wang Xiaoming hurriedly lowered his eyes and rushed out like a panicked little animal.

Tonight, everyone is very eager to learn, asking Yu Zhiboyan’s questions one after another. Yu Zhiboyan rarely has the patience to answer one by one until everyone has dispersed. Now is the time to end.

Wang Xiaoming and Yu Zhibo calculated the accounts of the day, and Yu Zhibo said, "Let's go, go back."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Yu Zhibo, I have something to tell you."

Yu Zhiboyan stopped: "It just so happens that I also have something to say. If we are not in a hurry, let's go back and talk."

Wang Xiaoming nodded and said, "Okay, go back and talk."

Both have their own ideas, and neither speaks. After returning home, Yu Zhibo took the initiative to help Wang Bing take a bath. Wang Xiaoming did not insist. He was exhausted today, his brain was temporarily turned off, and he did not want to operate, just like a puppet sitting on the sofa, the TV is not turned on, and his eyes are staring at the black screen.

When Yu Zhiboyan hugged Wang Bing for a bath, he was in this state. He took a shower, hugged him, and came out to see that he was still in the fixed state of the old monk. Yu Zhiboyan said nothing. Wang Bing put Wang Bing back on the bed. Looking back, Wang Xiaoming or that posture, he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him. Wang Xiaoming finally returned to his mind leisurely and said, "Oh, okay?" I'm going to take a bath. "

Yu Zhiboyan pulled him and said, "Wait, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Wang Xiaoming looked up at Yu Zhibo and said, "You seem to have something to tell me." Go ahead. "

Wang Xiaoming was worried that his emotions would get out of control, so he would talk to him when he was over.

Yu Zhibo nodded and sat on the sofa and said: "I remember some amnesia. Today, I took the money to find a private investigator to help me investigate."

Duang!

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