Guarding you in the fleeting years

  "Mm," she nodded heavily, "can't bear to part with it."

  "Then come back to France with me, and we can meet whenever you want."

  She stretched out her slender arms and lazily hugged him, shaking her head as she said: "Forget it, I'll go see you when I have time, or you can come see me when you have time?"

  Bai Yi was held by her, and gently stroked her head in a soothing manner, "Take good care of yourself, got it?"

  "Good."

  "If there's anything, give me a call, I won't hang up on you again."

  "Good."

  "If...if he bullies you," this sentence, Bai Yi didn't say it, he kissed her forehead, his voice soft and gentle, "Don't forget, I will always be your shield, your safe haven."

  Nie Zhiyan's eyes became moist at the corners, and he couldn't bear to part with her. He nodded slightly and murmured a soft "en".

  Bai Yi left after all.

  But Nie Zhiyan's melancholy mood was soon overshadowed by the news of Lu Yiheng's return today, and his mood wasn't so downcast anymore.

  She had lunch and then called Lu Yiheng, "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable..."

  She furrowed her brow, was it on the plane? Lu Yiheng's phone had not been turned off yet, she didn't think much of it, maybe he really was on the plane, originally she was going to pick him up, but her foot... She glanced at her injured ankle with resentment.

  Two hours later, she dialed his phone number again, which was still turned off. Four hours later, five hours later... until more than 9 o'clock in the evening, it was still in a turned-off state.

  Nie Zhiyan sat on the sofa, her face a bit pale, then she called Lu Yiheng's assistant...

  "Miss Nie, boss returned to A city from Hong Kong yesterday," the assistant's voice suddenly became somewhat cautious, "Didn't boss contact you?"

  Nie Zhiyan suddenly didn't know how to respond, the dark night outside was suffocating her, she said: "...Not yet, if you have any news about him, please let me know, thank you."

  "Alright, no problem."

  Hung up the phone, Nie Zhiyan dialed Lu Yiheng's mobile phone again, still a busy tone.

  Why is it like this?

  She grabbed her bag, hastily put on a pair of shoes and rushed to Lu Yiheng's apartment. The apartment was pitch black, she turned on the light, even forgetting that she still had injuries on her feet, searching for him everywhere.

  Master bedroom, second bedroom, study room, bathroom, kitchen... None of them exist.

  Suddenly, her gaze fell on the sofa in the living room, a briefcase lay quietly on it, and next to it was a black mobile phone that had been left behind.

  It turned out that Lu Yiheng had indeed come back before.

  But why can't anyone see him, where did he go?

  Her mind was a complete blank, empty to the point of being at a loss for what to do. She called Lu's mother and asked about Lu Yiheng in a roundabout way, then made many more calls and went to the law firm, but ultimately couldn't find him.

  Nie Zhiyan shrank into the sofa, the transparent lamp light made her skin pale and lifeless, like a porcelain doll that had lost its vitality. It was already 1 o'clock in the morning.

  Nie Zhiyan dreamed again, she dreamed of the large and dense paulownia trees in France, the dense falling leaves, drifting down, weaving a romantic and beautiful picture. She dreamed of that ugly little thief, holding a shiny dagger, stabbing her shoulder one knife after another, she tightly grasped her backpack and wouldn't let go, she even clearly knew that she had been stabbed three times.