Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Chapter 148

"No."

Officer Zhang was also puzzled. Such a big thing happened at home, but the property management couldn't contact him, and the police couldn't contact him either. It was as if this man had disappeared from the face of the earth.

"Oh." Ji Xingyao nodded: "Thank you, Officer Zhang. If you have nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Well, we'll contact you if there's anything."

"Ok."

Ji Xingyao left the police station and prepared to find a hotel to stay in.

She dragged her suitcase and looked for a hotel on her phone as she walked.

The suitcase wheels rolled over the blue brick floor, making a regular gurgling sound.

After walking along a small blue brick path, Ji Xingyao suddenly turned back.

There was nothing behind me, only the green leaves on the wall swaying in the breeze.

"Huh?" No one.

Ji Xingyao felt that she was a little scared by the stalker fans. She seemed to hear footsteps behind her just now, but when she turned around, there was no one in sight.

She shook her head, picked up her suitcase and continued on her way.

At the corner of the green brick and gray tile building, under the tall Sophora japonica tree, Gao Yu's lips were pale, his left hand against his chest, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

His right hand, which was supporting the ground, was trembling slightly. His white T-shirt was wet with cold sweat and stuck to his body. His shoulder blade was bulging and he looked extremely painful.

"Hey, young man, are you okay?" The old man with a Beijing accent patted his shoulder kindly.

It was June and the temperature was already high, but the old man's hand on his shoulder felt cold for no reason.

He pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, and looked at the young man squatting on the ground with lingering fear.

After taking a look, the old man ran away as fast as he could.

Sweat oozed continuously from the hard black stubble, slid across the chin, and dripped onto the dry floor tiles, leaving a large water stain.

The cold has come back again.

Once every seven days, half an hour each time.

Gao Yu knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, like an abandoned stray dog.

Every breath is like a knife stabbing into the heart.

Gao Yu had experienced the feeling of being tortured by slicing countless times. He thought he had long been numb, but every time he was still in so much pain that he couldn't move at all.

Many people pass by, some are surprised, some are confused, and some are afraid.

In the end, no one stayed.

Half an hour later, the bone-marrow-piercing coldness slowly dissipated.

Gao Yu stood up by leaning against the blue brick wall and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He walked out of the corner and looked forward. There were people coming and going at the end of the road, but the person he wanted to see had disappeared long ago.

Gao Yu ignored the inquiring eyes around him and walked out step by step.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

Gao Yu picked up the phone, which showed an incoming call from an agent.

"Hey."

"Hello, Mr. Gao," the agent said enthusiastically.

Gao Yu stood under the Sophora japonica tree, the shadows of the leaves fell on his face, his pale face looked gloomy and dejected.

"Mr. Gao, are you free to go and handle the transfer procedures?"

"No time."

His voice was so deep that water could drip from it, and the agent was obviously stunned.

"...Mr. Gao, you see, you've paid the money, but the house hasn't been transferred. It doesn't belong to you. I'm afraid if something unexpected happens over time, it will be troublesome if you get involved in it later."

"No time."

"Beep, beep, beep..." The agent was about to speak when the phone was hung up without warning.

Gao Yu put away his phone and found that Gao Yan had sent him a message.

"Ogawa has a fever and is in the hospital."

Gao Yu frowned and immediately stopped a car to go to the airport.

When he arrived at the airport, he just bought the last ticket to Hai City.

The first class seats were sold out and the only economy class tickets were in the last row.

When Gao Yu boarded the plane, he was already the last passenger on the plane, and most of the passengers had already taken their seats.

Gao Yu was wearing a baseball cap and carrying a bag on one shoulder. His tall figure attracted countless eyes.

He walked straight to the end without looking around.

When he reached the second to last row, he suddenly stopped, quickly turned his head, and lowered the brim of his hat in an attempt to cover up his presence.

In the second to last row by the window, Ji Xingyao was wearing sunglasses and looking at the sky outside the window.

Gao Yu looked at the plane ticket in his hand. His seat was behind her.

This realization made his heart suddenly beat violently, almost bursting out of his chest.

While Ji Xingyao didn't look back, he took a few steps into the inner seat, squeezed his large body into the narrow seat, and his overly long legs were stuck between the seats.

Ji Xingyao noticed someone behind her, and she subconsciously looked back, but only saw the top of the other person's head.

The black baseball hat brim covered the other person's face tightly, making it impossible to see his face at all.

Ji Xingyao turned around and called Wen Yuan before the plane took off.

"Ayuan, have you met Gao Yan?"

Gao Yu's head rested lightly against the back of the front seat, and the distance between him and Ji Xingyao was only the thickness of a seat back.

Because they were close, he heard the entire conversation between Ji Xingyao and Wen Yuan.

"No, he said he had something to do and we'll make an appointment later."

"Something happened? That can't be an excuse, right?" Ji Xingyao felt that Gao Yan was deliberately keeping Wen Yuan in suspense.

"Maybe." Wen Yuan needed help from others, and even though he knew he would be hung, he had no choice but to accept it.

"Tsk." Ji Xingyao snorted in dissatisfaction. "By the way, I'm on a plane now, so I guess I'll be late."

"Didn't you stay in the capital for one night?" Wen Yuan saw her carrying a suitcase in the morning and thought she would not come back.

"I originally wanted to stay here for one night. When I was about to book a hotel, I happened to see a flight back to Hai City. I decided to just come back. A hotel is no match for the comfort of home."

"Okay, I'll pick you up."

"No need." This time Ji Xingyao strongly refused, "Don't come, I'll take a taxi back by myself."

Wen Yuan did not insist. She was going to Lin City tomorrow to attend the opening ceremony of a short drama. The male and female protagonists of the short drama were both artists signed by her. As the boss and the largest investor, she had to show up.

Ensuring sleep before a business trip is her working principle.

After they hung up the phone, Ji Xingyao took a picture of the sky outside the window.

After a while, Star’s social account released the latest update.

"Goodbye, Capital." The location below is Capital International Airport.

She didn't notice that the reflection from the airplane window showed a half-blurred profile in the lower right corner of the photo.

Two hours later, the plane landed safely in Haishi.

Ji Xingyao stood up and queued up to get off the plane.

She noticed from the corner of her eye that the seat behind her was empty, presumably the passenger there had already left.

She withdrew her gaze and followed the crowd off the plane.

Gao Yu stood silently in the airplane toilet until a flight attendant knocked on the toilet door.

"Hello passengers, the plane has landed and you can disembark now."

Click, the door lock opened, and Gao Yu walked out.

All the other passengers had left and he was the only one left.

When passing by Ji Xingyao's original position, Gao Yu turned his head to look over.

When the chestnut-colored hair brushed past the tip of my nose, the fragrance it carried seemed to still linger on it.

That was the moment when he was closest to Ji Xingyao.

"Sir, please move forward." The flight attendant whispered behind him.

Gao Yu picked up his bag and turned to leave.