Chapter 724 Do You Hate Me?

Lou Yucheng leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes slightly.

He rested for a while, then slowly raised his hand and pinched his sore temple.

When he opened his eyes again, the originally cold Hanmang restrained a bit.

He took off his coat, put it on the sofa, got up slowly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the sky outside the window.

Just then, someone called.

He took out his phone and looked down at Assistant Joe.

"What's up?"

"Mr. Lou, I can now confirm that Lan Xiao was kidnapped by the people who came to rescue the Black Panther... Although the police are doing all they can to search for them, they have not made any progress." Assistant Qiao's voice came from the other end of the phone. It passed slowly.

A gleam of light flashed in Lou Yucheng's eyes, he narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Where is Brother Jiang?"

"Brother Jiang, there doesn't seem to be any movement. At first, he almost got into trouble with the police, but later, there was no movement on his side."

There was a hint of surprise in Lou Yucheng's eyes.

There were some doubts in my heart. With Jiang Ge's different eyes on Lan Xiao, Jiang Ge could not be indifferent.

But now, the picture he sees is that Brother Jiang is indifferent.

"Are you sure there's nothing moving from Brother Jiang?"

"Mr. Lou, I'm sure, I can't make a mistake. He didn't send anyone to search for Lan Xiao's whereabouts at all. Brother Jiang probably has returned to his residence now..." Assistant Qiao replied in a low voice.

Lou Yucheng raised his arm and slapped his palm on the glass window.

Then there was a loud pop.

"Mr. Lou, are you okay?" Assistant Qiao asked worriedly.

Lou Yucheng didn't speak, his eyes looked into the distance in silence.

Assistant Qiao opened his mouth with a bit of hesitation: "Mr. Lou, I have something, I don't know if I should tell you..."

Lou Yucheng frowned: "If you have a fart, let it go, I don't like hesitating..."

"Mr. Lou, I got a piece of news from the police station. It seems that Lan Xiao was holding the Black Panther's gun and broke the Black Panther's legs, and the two bullets were facing the Black Panther's knee. The Black Panther was seriously injured this time. With his stubborn nature, he let Lan Xiao be taken away, and he would never kill her easily to vent his hatred. He would only use the most painful and cruel way, little by little. Tormenting Lan Xiao...President Lou...Miss Lan, this time, I'm afraid it's really bad luck..." Assistant Qiao said with a sigh.

Lou Yucheng's breathing suddenly became heavier.

The mobile phone in his hand slipped from his palm without paying attention for a while.

With a bang, the phone fell to the ground.

Assistant Qiao heard the movement and quickly asked loudly, "Mr. Lou, what's wrong? What happened?"

Lou Yucheng shook his head slightly, squatted down quickly, and picked up the phone: "I'm fine, let's do this first, I want to be quiet..."

After hanging up the phone, Lou Yucheng was probably tired, so he simply leaned against the glass window and sat on the ground.

His face, against the cold glass, quietly looked at the dim sky outside the window.

The sky has gradually turned dark.

He didn't know what it would be like when night came and dawn broke again.

He leaned against the glass wall like that and slowly closed his eyes.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep in a daze.

The originally dark eyes gradually revealed a light.

Lou Yucheng slowly opened his eyes, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the bright place.

A vague shadow gradually became clear before his eyes.

He saw a little boy hugging his body and huddled in the corner, the whole person was shivering and crying in a low voice.

Suddenly, there were two knocks on the door.

The boy stopped crying and looked cautiously at the door.

The door was not closed, and after the knock, the door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

A little girl in a pink princess dress, blinking big eyes, holding a bottle of milk in her arms, jumped in from behind the door.

The little girl's beautiful big eyes swept around, and finally her eyes fell on the little boy.

When she saw the little boy, her eyes lit up.

That kind of bright, like the stars shining brightly in the sky, bright and dazzling.

The little girl jumped to the side of the little boy, she reached out and poked the boy's arm.

"You...are you crying?"

The boy didn't answer, his eyes were full of vigilance.

The girl was not angry either, she sat on the ground against the boy, she turned to look at the boy, looked up and down——

"Are you afraid? Are you crying because you are afraid?"

The boy still didn't speak, his eyes were a little cold, he glared at the girl, and slowly moved to the other side.

It seems that he is reluctant to have too much contact with the little girl.

The little girl pouted a little aggrievedly: "Do you hate me?"

The boy remained silent.

The girl got up from the ground with her head down and her mouth pouted.

"Looks like you really hate me..."

The answer to her was still a moment of silence.

There were tears in the girl's aggrieved eyes, but she kept holding on to not cry.

She stuffed the warm milk in her arms into the boy's hands: "The weather is cold, you will catch cold if you sit on the ground for too long. This bottle of milk is for you, just enough to cover your hands..."

The boy frowned, before he could refuse.

Little did she know that the little girl ran as fast as a rabbit, and it only took a few seconds to run away from the room and close the door.

The boy looked at the closed door, and then looked down at the warm milk in his hands.

Somehow, at this moment, he didn't feel cold, let alone scared.

He clenched the milk bottle tightly, got up slowly, clumsily climbed onto the bed, and pulled the quilt over himself.

He took the bottle of milk into his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

That night, he felt the warmth he had never felt before.

He felt that he sweated all over that night, and although he was soaked all over, he was already reluctant to let go of the milk bottle in his arms.

Lou Yucheng looked at the boy who went to bed and fell asleep, slowly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled softly.

He subconsciously probed into his arms, and always felt that he once also had such a warm milk bottle.

Unfortunately, his tentacles were nothing.

His heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up again, his eyes fell into darkness again.

There is no room, there is still a little boy, there is no girl with a bright smile like the twinkling of stars.

Lou Yucheng only felt that his heart was empty.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

What caught my eye was the dark night sky outside the glass window.

The sky tonight is extraordinarily lonely, and there is not a single star-

Lou Yucheng only felt the pain in his heart again.

The little girl's sweet smile appeared in his mind all the time.

"Lan Xiao... Lan Xiao..." He whispered unconsciously.