Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

"Ji Xing." Song Yiyan had never been so flustered, her eyes reddened instantly, and she panicked looking for the man's figure: "Ji Xing!"

The lady proprietor of the commissary heard someone shouting, she shuddered and got out from under the table in the shop. She looked at her and said, "Are you looking for that handsome guy?"

Seeing the lady boss, Ji Xing nodded violently, "Do you know where he went?"

The boss saw that the danger was lifted at this moment. Although her face was ugly, she was angry: "The handsome guy just bought a bottle of water and asked me for change. Suddenly a group of underworld came and he started fighting. I think he was shot and ran to the other side."

Song Yiyan didn't have time to thank him, so she followed the direction pointed by the proprietress and chased up. This is the demolition area, there are not many people, and the road is full of broken walls.

She called out his name as she ran, all around him was dark, there was not even a street lamp, let alone someone.

Not far away, in the darkness, there was a darker figure, just behind a broken wall in the front left.

The man was tall, with a cigarette between his slender and white fingers, leaning lazily on the wall, and the wind blew his hair, revealing those long and narrow eyes with obvious mockery, evil and coquettish.

His eyes looked at the women coming from far and near, and the women's panic and eager shouts made the self-deprecation in his eyes more obvious.

Ha ha.

Is she worried too?

Does she worry about him too?

She should also taste what it is like to disappear suddenly in front of people.

Song Yiyan always felt very close, she had already felt the breath of a man, and her voice became more and more anxious just around here: "Ji Xing, are you there Ji Xing? Did you hear it?"

There is no sound.

Apart from her own echo, the only response to her was the rustling wind.

"Ji Xing!" Song Yiyan ran forward. No, she was nearby. She was obviously nearby. Why couldn't she find him?

Ji Xing coldly looked at the woman like a headless fly, spinning around on the spot, tears flickering in his eyes, and the voice was already screaming because of excessive shouting.

"Ji Xing, I know you are here. Would you please promise me?" Song Yiyan's emotions have finally reached the brink of collapse.

She squatted on the ground suddenly, feeling desperate and powerless, swept in like a tide, and quickly drowned her whole person.

She could not find him.

She can't find him.

But obviously she could feel him nearby, but she couldn't see him, couldn't find him.

Ji Xing clearly saw that her body was trembling slightly, she was crying, would she cry too?

He told himself, don't go out, let her also experience how he felt when he couldn't find her, how desperate and powerless it was.

But when she saw the woman squatting on the ground in a small lump, crying in disintegration, her heart seemed to be held tightly by someone, so painful to suffocate.

Song Yiyan fumbled out the phone and heard Ling Sheng's voice. She couldn't cry: "Sheng Sheng, Ji Xing is gone. I lost Ji Xing. Will you help me find him?"

She was emotionally broken. She didn't even notice anyone approaching, she didn't dare to hang up, and wanted to know his news at any time.

Ji Xing stood in front of her, the moon broke through the dark clouds, and the bright white moonlight poured down on her.

He never knew that she would cry.

He never knew that she would cry for him.

So he was never alone, but she didn't want to admit it.

"I won't hang up, you will notify me as soon as you have news." Song Yiyan was emotional, her tears kept falling as if she didn't need money, the more panicked she got.

Suddenly, a shadow stood in front of him.

She raised her head suddenly, just to meet the man's long, narrow and deep eyes, his back facing the moonlight, his entire face hidden behind the shadows.

Ji Xing lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the little woman squatting on the ground, tears still streaming, staring at him for a few seconds like a silly.

Then she threw away the phone, and obvious excitement and surprise flashed under her eyes, and jumped up and hugged him.

"Where have you been?" Song Yiyan's voice was hoarse, but her tone was full of surprises that were lost and recovered: "You scared me to death."

Ji Xing's body froze for a moment, looking at the woman who hangs on her like a koala, with a hoarse voice: "Worried?"

Song Yiyan complied with her heart for the first time. She nodded her head without the usual cynicism, "I thought you were smashed into a sieve.

Ji Xing frowned slightly, and asked her, "I am in your heart, so it's useless?"

Song Yiyan hugged him tightly, as if he would disappear if he let go: "Auntie said you were shot. I looked for you and couldn't find it for a long time."

Ji Xing's voice became deeper and deeper, with a bit of self-deprecation: "I have looked for you for three days and three nights, but I haven't found it."

Song Yiyan wiped away her tears suddenly, raised her head to meet his eyes: "I'm sorry."

She grew up alone. Master often disappeared without saying hello. She didn't even leave a message to her. She had long been used to it and developed the habit of not telling him wherever she went.

But she and Master, no matter how long they go out, will go home, and believe that there will be no trouble with each other and will definitely return home safely.

But one day, after the master left, he never came back.

That night, after she saw the rabbit, she got excited for a while, and forgot to say hello to him and left.

"I forgive you this time." Ji Xing looked at her seriously: "Song Yiyan, this kind of thing, I will never give you another chance to scare me again."

After Song Yiyan apologized, she realized that something was wrong after listening to his words. She frowned and asked him: "Are you taking revenge on me?"

Ji Xing did not speak, but patted her arm gently with his big hand: "Do you want me to lose blood and die? Or do you want me to die from pain? You can find another little white face?"

Song Yiyan raised her head and saw the man's handsome face that was pale to transparent, even her lips were gray, her nose was filled with a strong smell of blood, and her chest was sticky.

"Ji Xing!" After Song Yiyan called out anxiously, before she could jump off him, she fell to the ground with the man with a bang.

Ji Xing leaned back, she just happened to be pressed against his body, there was no pain, but he clearly saw the red blood spreading on his chest.

A large area of ​​dazzling bright red dyed his white shirt red, and her heart felt aching.

"Season trip!"