Even if the doors and windows are closed, it's still very cold on the mountain at night. After lighting the firewood and baking it, I picked up the phone again:

"sorry, the phone you dialed is in the middle of a conversation, please dial it later, sorry --"

I can't help puckering my brow when I shut up the handset?

As the bonfire was burning, the barbecue on one side made a Zizi sound, and the wind was whistling outside the window. The two sounds collided together, like beautiful music. Looking at the light of the fire, it was more warm:

"the feeling of home, language, it's just you!"

I don't know how long he lost his mind. He murmured. Feng Yiting seemed to be suddenly woken up by something. When he looked back, he saw that the meat kebab on one side had been burnt black, and the smell of meat was faint in the air. He quickly flipped over, hung up the black paste, scattered a little seasoning, smeared a layer of oil and sauce, turned over his mobile phone, and then sealed Yiting with a string:

he had no idea the taste is not bad!

For fear of giving her the sweet potato also baked paste, guarding a big two small two sweet potato, he also turned over: "baked sweet potato with oil to it?"

Don't bake it for a long time, it will be burnt in the end!

Suddenly confused, he went to Baidu seriously again.

After eating some meat kebabs and vegetables, looking at the faint light of the fire and waiting, Feng Yiting, tired for a day, began to doze off.

Time went by, and when he opened his eyes again, he was awakened by a burning smell: "paste, paste, my sweet potato!"

His hands anxiously touched him and he was scalded. Then he put on his gloves and picked up the clip: is it soft? Fortunately, the paste is not very bad!

Thinking of where, Feng Yiting rushed to see the next mobile phone: more than ten? Why don't you have a phone call or a message? It can't be his phone. What's wrong?

After pressing the number of Qianyu, the phone still couldn't get through, and Feng Yiting suddenly jumped up:

"what's the matter?"

This time hasn't come yet. Is there anything wrong?

Then, he called Wang Yu, the assistant of Qianyu studio and his family: "gone? When did she leave? How long have you been away? "

As soon as he asked, he gave the opposite assistant back and asked: "didn't sister Ji say she had an appointment with you? Should have left long ago? Isn't she with you? "

"Well, when you say that, I think of one thing. When we got off work, we seemed to see Ji Jie's car still parked at the door, and we were puzzled. But it was more than nine o'clock at that time, and we thought she had gone by another car --"

a murmur, and Feng Yiting was also anxious: "is that going or not? You're not sure? "

The phone is on the line all the time. The car is there. Where are the people? Can it disappear out of thin air? I don't think there's any accident! No, it won't. If someone kidnapped or robbed him, he made so many phone calls, no matter for the sake of temporary peace of mind or asking for money, he couldn't have no reply or blackmail information!

"We were a little busy in the evening, but I didn't notice! Ji Jie also received a big customer, but that customer left early, I also saw her leave, because she was on the phone, we didn't say hello to her, then we didn't see Ji Jie! She's not locked up in the store, is she? "

"Miss Wang, do you have a key? Could you please come again? I'll be right there! " The mobile phone is always on the phone, which is obviously abnormal!

"Good!"

Hang up the mobile phone, seal a ting grabbed the car key, just move, the body but suddenly a shiver: "sneeze!"

He rubbed his itchy nose and remembered where he was. He turned back and held a roasted sweet potato and wrapped it in cotton gloves. Then he covered the fire and quickly went down the mountain.

I don't know how long I've been sleeping. When Ji Qianyu wakes up, his eyes are dark, and his head is still a little dizzy: "what's the matter? Where is this? "

Support sour soft body to rise, grope next, in the brain of Ji Qian language clever light is flashed: warehouse?

No!

Another touch, she touched the mobile phone on the ground, forced dark for a long time, but the black screen: "damn! There's no electricity! "

With her familiar memory, she groped for the switch on one side and pressed it for a long time, but it was still dark. She couldn't help sighing with a long sigh:

"switch on?"

Damn, it must be past the time to get off work!

As soon as I thought about it, fortunately, she had the habit of putting a flashlight in the drawer. Soon, she lit up the whole room, and the memory began to gather.

After walking around the aisle of classification, she suddenly couldn't remember where she came from! What's going on? How could she suddenly faint?

What about the guest? Didn't you see her, so you left?

Her mind was in a mess, but she subconsciously went to the door. As soon as she pulled it, she was stunned: can't open it? Is the door locked from the outside?damn! It's not someone who's trying to be mean to her, is it?

As soon as the confused thought in her mind passed, she felt her pocket, and she turned back to find the key for a long time: is the key still there? Is she thinking too much?

Then she turned the key from inside, pushed it hard, but still didn't open it. When she was thinking about whether it was really locked into the house, she used the strength of her body and stool to open the door. She found that it was a shelf in the warehouse next door that had been tilted at the door.

Ji Qianyu went back to the office first to pick up the bags and things, but he didn't care about the charging. He knew that the front door was locked outside, but it couldn't be opened from inside. After ten o'clock, the door would be locked. There was no way. Ji Qianyu had to find a small window of the toilet vent, and finally climbed out, but the window was broken There is also a half high wall outside. After climbing to one side and half lying on it, Ji Qianyu is confused:

What about the row of construction garbage cans? Why are there none?

Without the garbage can as a buffer and support, if she jumps rashly, will her legs be wasted? Her legs can't use gravity, but there is a narrow alley below. She doesn't even dare to shout at this time point. In case of a bad person, she won't ask for heaven and earth?

All of a sudden, he received a strange message, and Wen Wuxin hurried over with his car: [help, D & Jill]

as soon as he got out of the car, he saw that the whole Porter was submerged in the night: it was empty and closed? What's going on?

Help means help!

D & Jill is the studio and brand of Qianyu. Who can make such a alarmist prank?