Chapter 46

They didn't talk much all the way. Chen Jia ate the corn and didn't see the trash can all the way. He had to carry the corn cob in his hand. Song Hanyang nodded silently: this little gangster is actually quite quality.

All the way to the cinema, Chen Jia picked up the ticket and bought a popcorn. The two men watched the movie with popcorn. It was a little awkward. Song Hanyang regretted that he promised to come out with him, but Chen Jia didn't feel it at all and entered the screening hall with high interest.

The film is an American blockbuster with cool special effects. Song Hanyang, who had no expectations, was absorbed in it. He grabbed popcorn and stared at the big screen. Suddenly, a warm touch covered his hand.

Song Hanyang bowed his head. In the dark, Du Tiancheng held his hand tightly, with a tolerant smile on his face.

Song Hanyang's eyes flashed and twisted Du Tiancheng!

Chen Jia rubbed her hand back and almost cried out in pain. He looked down and his right back was red.

Song Hanyang's eyes were sharp and seemed to warn: try again if you are not honest!

Chen Jia quickly smiled obscene: Hey hey... Dare not dare

Seeing that he was honest, song Hanyang paid attention to the film again. After a while, Du Tiancheng's hand stretched out again.

Song Hanyang was merciless this time and twisted him. Chen Jia's eyes were red with pain. Finally, she couldn't help patting the back of song Hanyang's hand.

In the dark, there was a "pa -" sound, and the crisp sound was covered under a large amount of fierce sound effects. Only the two parties heard it.

Song Hanyang let go. Chen Jia quickly covered her left hand with her right hand. She dared not be dishonest anymore, but she still glanced at Song Hanyang from time to time, like a loyal dog.

These days, the most wonderful car chase scene was missed. Song Hanyang was in a good mood and watched the rest of the film with a smile.

When they left the cinema, song Hanyang walked in front and looked cold. Chen Jia didn't care. She followed around and suddenly stopped song Hanyang.

"Song Hanyang, there are activities. Let's go and have a look."

A table was set up at the entrance of the cinema. Several staff members were delivering dolls. Chen Jia excitedly pulled song Hanyang over. Around the table were young couples. Song Hanyang looked unhappy and was dragged by Du Tiancheng. He just wanted to shoot off his hand. He looked down. Du Tiancheng took his right hand by his sleeve, and the back of his right hand was blue - he twisted it just after watching the film.

Song Hanyang hesitated so much that he was successfully pulled into the crowd by Chen Jia.

"As long as you sign in, you can send a little doll!" the staff greeted warmly.

Chen Jia hurriedly picked up the pen on the table and didn't care about her blue right hand. Listening to the introduction of the staff, she filled in the form stroke by stroke.

Song Hanyang looked behind. Du Tiancheng wrote smoothly and freely, and wrote good words - this little gangster was too different from what he knew.

"Your handwriting is really beautiful." the staff sincerely praised it.

Chen Jia grinned: "thank you."

He took the doll and felt strange when he held it: "it's really awkward for a boy to hold this toy."

Song Hanyang looked at him with a smile: "then come and get it."

Chen Jia just wanted to seize every opportunity to show song Hanyang his inner self and show his good words. Naturally, the puppet was useless. He casually said, "I'm probably used to being poor. I want it when I see it free." after saying this, he turned and gave the puppet to a child at the gate of the cinema.

Song Hanyang never liked children. Seeing Chen Jia talking and laughing with children, he suddenly felt something strange - I don't know when he saw everything about Du Tiancheng.

After his date at the cinema, Du Tiancheng was in a particularly good mood. From time to time, he found various reasons to pester song Hanyang to meet. Song Hanyang thought he was troublesome every time, but nine times out of ten he would come. After a long time, Chen Jia was absolutely sure that he could win the Xueba, but what he lacked most was time.

Although less than a month has passed, with a background like song Hanyang, coming out requires great motivation. With only a little heart, there is no chance of winning.

Therefore, Chen Jia began to plan for the next step.

These days, song Hanyang is always restless. Du Tiancheng hasn't come to him for more than a week.

Don't Du Tiancheng... Like himself? How can it suddenly disappear without saying hello? Will you go back to your hometown? Or is there any trouble?

Song Hanyang dialed Du Tiancheng three days ago and made up a lame reason before calling. However, this reason didn't work at all - Du Tiancheng's mobile phone was turned off.

Song Hanyang thought it was a temporary shutdown. He waited patiently until the next day and made a few more calls, but no one answered. He was a little flustered. He went to the restaurant opposite the school and asked the boss, but the boss said that Du Tiancheng worked odd jobs and came and left at any time. He didn't know du Tiancheng's whereabouts.

With a dark face, song Hanyang stayed absently for the third day and finally went to Du Tian to start a family.

When Du Tiancheng filled out a form to get the doll at the cinema last time, he left his address. It's easy to remember. It's near big B. song Hanyang occasionally passes by, so he can remember it at a glance.

Du Tiancheng's address was very vague at that time. He only wrote building XX, community XX, with theout house number. Song Hanyang asked layer by layer. Probably all the people living here are office workers. When asked on the tenth floor, only a few families have people at home, but they don't know du Tiancheng.

Song Hanyang was wandering at the door of the community when he suddenly heard a person coming out of the building and calling while walking: "I'm fine. Just go back to the community and have a look. A tenant of my house owes me a week's rent and the person is gone..."

Song Hanyang grabbed the other party: "is the tenant you said surnamed Du?"

The other party hung up and looked at him up and down: "it's Du. Do you know him?"

"Du Tiancheng?"

"Yes, are you his friend?"

Song Hanyang nodded: "what room does he live in? I have something to do with him."

The landlord's expression was not good: "I can't find him here. I said, your friend still owes me the rent. Can you do me a favor?"

Song Hanyang didn't promise immediately, but said, "Du Tiancheng is not the kind of person who owes money to run away. I want to see his room."

Hoping to get some money from the "friend", the landlord took him to the basement without saying a word.

The environment of this community doesn't look like it. It can barely be regarded as a mid-range, but there is such a simple place in it.

Du Tiancheng lives in a rented house rebuilt after the landlord secretly opened up the underground garage. Several partitions are separated by several on the edge of the narrow corridor. At the end of the corridor is a public toilet. There is no light in the basement, and the lights need to be on during the day.

The landlord opened a room near the house. The things inside were simple, but they were clean and tidy. Song Hanyang recognized Du Tiancheng's clothes at a glance.

"He didn't pack up his things. He must not have left city B. I'm afraid something happened..."