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Xu Ningzhou was so busy that he couldn't even think of a solution. When he left the company, he asked the driver to drive to the Star Han Music Academy. Halfway there, he found out that there was an accident near the Sanshui Bridge.

Xu Ningzhou waited until the next day. Initially, he could still call Song Qinghuan's number, but later he told her that his phone was off.

"Cousin?" Shen Yi Nian was surprised to see her cousin appear at Star University. "What are you doing here?"

Xu Ningzhou's expression did not change, "Where's Song Qinghuan?"

Shen Yi threw a sidelong glance at him with a face full of 'I knew it!' He looked at Xu Ningzhou and said, "Qing Huan took a leave of absence to go home yesterday. Didn't you know?"

"Go home?" Xu Ningzhou really didn't know, "Which family shall we return to?"

"Are you stupid? Of course it's Lin An city." Shen Yi Nian paused for a moment before asking with a strange expression on her face, "Did you guys quarrel?" Otherwise, how could the Demon King not know that Song Qinghuan was not in school?

"I can't get through to her." Xu Ningzhou looked at Shen Yi and raised his chin, "Try it."

"They're really arguing?" Shen Yi took out his phone as he thought about the awkward situation of the young couple and muttered to Xu Ningzhou, "You're also a talent. Seriously, I've never seen Qing Huan get mad at anyone before."

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is turned off …"

Shen Yi refused to give up and tried again. Xu Ningzhou directly snatched her phone, causing Shen Yi to elegantly roll his eyes at him. "How rude!"

With the same cold electronic voice indicating that the other person had turned off their phone, Xu Ningzhou opened Shen Yi Nian's WeChat and directly opened Song Qing Huan's picture. He didn't even raise his head as he asked: "What did she say to you before she left?"

Perhaps because Xu Ningzhou's expression was too serious and the phone couldn't be reached, Shen Yifan felt rather nervous as he said, "She called me at the airport and said that she needs to take a leave so I don't have to wait for her to eat together for the next two days."

"That's it?" Xu Ningzhou realized that Shen Yi Nian's and Song Qing Huan's chat history was still the same as two days ago. This morning and last night, Shen Yi did not reply to his messages either.

Xu Ningzhou frowned. At first, he thought Song Qinghuan was still angry at him so she didn't reply. But now, it seemed like she didn't reply to anyone.

Xu Ningzhou returned the phone to Shen Yi Nian, turned around, and walked out in a hurry. Shen Yi Nian quickly grabbed his arm and asked, "What happened? "Where are you going?"

"Lin An City."

Throwing the three words to Shen Yi, Xu Ningzhou called the driver and had the car parked directly in front of the main entrance of Star University and hung up the phone. He then called his assistant to advise them about the matters at work before hurriedly purchasing a flight ticket to Lin An city.

The sky above her was dark and gloomy. A cold current attacked her and Song Qinghuan was sick.

She was having a high fever, her body was boiling hot, and her entire mind was dizzy. It was as if she was floating on the surface of the sea.

In this kind of situation, she could only watch as Xia Ruannan was sent into the sanatorium and watched as Song Mingxiu carried the unconscious Song Shuyao away. Memories of her past life, which had been suppressing her pain, swept through her mind like floodwaters.

Song Qinghuan was lying on the bed in the hotel. Her dreams were fragmented, and every memory was like an old, yellowed photo. The first was when she was kidnapped when she was seven.

She saw the young man's lips twitch as he anxiously said something, but she could not hear what he was saying.

As the image became more and more blurry, Song Qinghuan felt that she had finally gotten closer.

She 'saw' her own childhood self and the youth that had saved her.

The rain had soaked his hair and dripped it all over his face. However, he did not care about the rain as he carried Song Qinghuan, who was wearing a dirty princess dress, out of the abandoned factory.

At that time, Little Qing Huan's body was so cold that she was about to fall asleep. When she was young, she watched too many TV dramas, so she was afraid that if she fell asleep, she wouldn't wake up, so the little boy quickly walked away and didn't forget to talk to the little girl on his back. He tried to coax her, telling her not to sleep, saying that rainbows would appear when the rain stopped.

The young Qing Huan opened her blurry eyes, only seeing the dark sky and the continuous drizzle.

After passing through a flight of steps, due to the rain, the young boy slipped and fell, rolling on the ground.

Qing Huan, who was covered in filth, was thrown into a daze. She then said in a daze, "Big brother lied. There's no rainbow in it."

However, the youth just smiled and pointed back at his own face. The little shota with red lips and white teeth seriously said to her, "Yes, there is. Big brother is Rainbow."

Song Qinghuan nodded her head in agreement. It was true that the other party's smile would emit light. It was an especially beautiful rainbow.

"Wait for me, I'll definitely come find you."

The memory was washed away, and the next thing that followed was a sky full of fire. Song Qinghuan felt that her breathing was obstructed, and the thick smoke caused her to cough. She wanted to cry for help, but no sound came out.

"Song Qinghuan!"

"Song Qinghuan!"

A voice that came from far away sounded in her ears. Song Qinghuan blankly thought, who was calling her?

That person was still calling out to her, "Song Qinghuan!"

The man's voice sounded anxious and uneasy. This voice was very familiar. Song Qinghuan raised her hand to clear the thick smoke in front of her. She wanted to see clearly who found her before she died.

Song Qinghuan's heavy eyelids slowly opened the moment she waved her arm. Her thick eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly flapping its wings. After a few times, she finally opened her eyes.

"Thank God, baby, you're finally awake." Xu Ningzhou tightly held onto Song Qinghuan's fingers. His voice was hoarse, and his heart was at ease.

It was as if his heart had finally returned to him.

She could feel that her back was wet and her vision was still blurry. She only felt that the sounds in her ears were strangely overlapping with the sounds in her dreams. Song Qinghuan tried her best to focus her eyes and saw that even though she was somewhat crippled, she was still handsome.

Song Qinghuan opened her mouth. Her throat was very sore from having a high fever. Just as Xu Ningzhou pressed the service bell, she immediately took the nectar water that she had prepared and inserted it into a straw, bringing it to her mouth.

"Drink slowly." Xu Ningzhou's eyes turned black, his woolen shirt was already slightly wrinkled, the previously high-spirited man's chin was now covered in stubble, even Song Qinghuan found it difficult to open her mouth, she bit the straw and swallowed a few mouthfuls of warm honey, only then was she able to make a short sound.

"Thank you." Song Qinghuan's voice was no longer as pure as the sound of nature. Instead, it was as soft as the chirping of mosquitoes, hoarse and unpleasant to the ears. It sounded just like a bellows breaking.

Xu Ningzhou's eyes were like torches as he looked at Song Qinghuan. Suddenly, his lips curled up as he placed a light kiss on the back of Song Qinghuan's hand.