"Save... me?" Quan Jin couldn't help but read these two words slowly.

The handwriting is very sloppy.

Even the word "save" for "save me" is missing two points.

It's so crooked that if you don't follow the engraved strokes and write it out, it's a bit difficult to recognize what the character is.

This feeling... is as if a person used scissors to sharpen a plate to resist it when he was not consciously aware of it, or when he did not want to be discovered by anyone, and finally carved it out inadvertently.

"Who wrote this?"

Quan Jin kept staring at the font.

"There's still fine foam."

"It should take less than an hour."

"There is residual warmth at the bottom of the cup."

"The temperature of the porridge is between 60 and 70 degrees. After diffusion, it is estimated to take about forty-five minutes. It takes at least an hour to order the food, and Si Yu gets from the room to here plus the time he stays..."

Suddenly——

Quan Jin seems to have deduced something!

Her dark eyes suddenly lifted.

He threw the plate directly on the table, passed the coat in the room, opened the door, and went straight to the room where Si Yu was.

If Quan Jin’s calculation is correct, this character was probably carved by Si Yu!

"Hey, daddy."

"Why are you going up so late at night if you don't want to sleep?" The young man was sitting leisurely on the sofa in the hall. When he saw Quan Jin on the second floor suddenly opening the room, he couldn't help but ask.

Quan Jin ignored the young man.

He appeared at the door of Si Yu's room very quickly.

Kick the door open with one kick!

What came into view was an emptiness... nothing! Nothing, not even Si Yu's figure.

suddenly;

The word "save me" came to Quan Jin's mind again. She turned around suddenly, glanced at the young man, and her voice was neither loud nor soft, but it contained the majesty of a superior: "Where is Si Yu?"

"She's not in the room."

Seeing Quan Jin's serious expression, the young man was a little confused: "What's wrong? Do you have something to do with her?"

"Looking at your expression, I would have thought something serious had happened to her."

Seeing that the young man did not answer directly.

Quan Jin said directly: "Where is the control room?!"

"Why are you looking for the control room?"

"check!"

Of course, we need to check where Siyu went and whether he is really in danger.

The young man paused for a moment to drink water, then squirted out a mouthful of water after reacting. Just as he was about to point mockingly at Quan Jin and say something, a familiar voice suddenly sounded at the door of his residence.

Si Yu held the small bucket that he had emptied out and looked at Quan Jin: "I'm here."

"What's wrong?"

"Some people dig so hard that they don't even hire a servant. No, I'll take out the trash myself." Si Yu shook the trash can in his hand, as if nothing happened.

Quan Jin looked at Si Yu from the doorway on the second floor.

How to see.

Si Yu didn't even look like he was threatened.

Quan Jin and Si Yu had known each other for so long in Fengjiang. If there was something wrong with Si Yu or he had difficulties, Quan Jin would be able to detect it with just one glance, but Si Yu didn't.

Very normal.

It's so normal that there's nothing unusual about it.

"It's okay, I just want to see if you are here." Quan Jin's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked away from Si Yu.

I heard Si Yu flipping his long hair skillfully.

As he went upstairs, he said: "I stayed in the room all night and just took out the trash. You must have been dreaming and thought I was going to die."

"No." Quan Jin denied with a calm expression.

Because the door to the room was kicked open.

So the upper part was directly kicked to pieces.

Quan Jin stretched out his slender white hand and held it on the doorknob. He was about to close the door and ask Si Yu to change rooms.

But at that moment!
Chapter completed!