"The surveillance doesn’t work?"

Xu Ningzhou stands in front of the French window, holding up his mobile phone with his left hand and opening the curtain with his right hand. Then comes the starry scenery of the riverside and twilight in Linan City.

He lives in a five-star hotel room with a spectacular and elegant view of the riverside, the room being neat and comfortable.

Overhead is a crystal lamp shining orange and yellow light. He is slouched on the white and tidy bed in displeasure. The man on the phone says something respectfully, then Xu Ningzhou hangs up the phone.

When he wakes up, he is already in the ward. Song Qinghuan who has stunned Xu Ningzhou to corona and those gangsters are nowhere to be seen. The phone is from the hospital. The surveillance room says that the monitoring device was destroyed deliberately in the afternoon, so it did not take pictures of that period of time.

Xu Ningzhou's suitcase is placed not far away, with several clothes on it. He intended to investigate some things in hospital.

But who knows there was an accident this afternoon? Now Xu Ningzhou can still feel the illusion of numbness on his waist.

Xu Ningzhou wanted to help Song Qinghuan at that time. But it was unexpected that Song Qinghuan beat him crazily.

This catty girl is totally not a fairy, on the contrary, she beats heavily.

Xu Ningzhou has a little headache again because of the hitting, so he unfastens the first two buttons of his shirt and walks slowly to the table and he takes a painkiller from the medicine given by the hospital. Then he pours it into his mouth and swallows it with mineral water.

Xu Ningzhou returns to the balcony, quietly looking at the river in the distance for a moment and draws a pink pentagonal hairpin from his pocket which has been for some years, and where the small crystals have dropped a lot.

The phone rings again. Xu Ningzhou glances at the screen of his mobile phone and picks it up .

"Have you found your lucky star?" The man on the phone speaks briskly and brightly, "The old man has already known the news of your return. I can't hide it anymore."

"It will be soon." Xu Ningzhou smiles, "I'll go back tomorrow."

The man on the other end of the phone warns him a few more words. Xu Ningzhou answers vaguely and hangs up the phone.

More than a dozen unanswered calls are made by different numbers, in addition, there is a constant bombardment of dozens of text messages.

Xu Ningzhou glances over them calmly. Instead of checking every message, he deletes all the unread messages, and then turns his mobile phone into flight mode and throws it on the big bed behind him.

Xu Ningzhou sits silently on the massage chair on the balcony, looks at the river view in distance and closes his eyes.

As the breeze passes by, the things around have taken on a new look. When two tender voices come to his ears, the surrounding scenes have turned into an abandoned factory.

The slightly older boy stoops and looks down at the fairy dressed in a western style in front of him. Little Ningzhou who is only 11 years old grins and asks, "Hey, what's your name? Why are you here? "

The fairy is wearing a pink princess dress which is tattered and dirty at this time. It is evident that it is scratched, and adult’s footprints are on it. There is a pink Pentagon hairpin in her dirty hair tip.

There is also a scab on the forehead of the beautiful baby. Her big dark eyes seem to be covered with dust. She looks at the person in front of her and shrinks back in fear.

Little Ningzhou laughs and crouches in front of her, murmuring softly, "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."

He laughs again, then takes off his school uniform and puts it on the fairy clumsily. He coaxes in a soft voice, "Brother will take you out now, and then give you a lot of delicious food."

The fairy is confused and repeats timidly, "Brother?"

"Yes!" Little Ningzhou laughs happily. He opens his arms to hold her, smiling and saying, "Wow, you are so cute. I definitely find the fairy in the story book."

Song family.

From the bathroom comes the rushing sound of water. Under the cover of the sound of water, Song Qinghuan is dabbing at her wounds with her back hand to the mirror. Her arm was bruised and scratched during the fight in the hospital this afternoon.

These days, Song Qinghuan has been used to bruises and injuries which are inevitable when practicing fighting skills, so during the whole process of dabbing, her face is expressionless and indifferent.

Song Qinghuan still remembers that when she was seven years old, her class organized spring outings, but an accident occurred to them on the way.

On that day, a group of abductors suddenly appeared to control the teacher who led the team. In the cry of more than 30 children, they asked the teacher who was Song Shuyao, the elder daughter of Song's enterprise.

At that time, Song Shuyao who was beside her secretly exchanged her name card with her. Then she hid the name card of Song Qinghuan and pointed at her. In the noise of cry, she said in a tender child's voice, "She is Song Shuyao, the elder daughter of Song's enterprise."

After that, Song Shuyao, who was also only seven years old and well-behaved, looked at the female teacher who was captured by the kidnappers, blinked at her with confusion and said, "Teacher, you taught us to be honest. So don’t lie."

Although Song Qinghuan was young, she was also afraid at that time. The teacher looked at her and then looked at Song Shuyao, who was the genuine elder sister of the Song family, and finally moved her eyes and nodded.

The teacher said, "Yes, she is Song Shuyao, the elder daughter of Song's enterprise. All the students have their own name cards. You can see that the name card on her clothes is Song Shuyao."

In Song Shuyao's praying eyes, instead of saying a word, Song Qinghuan stood up boldly and admitted that she was Song Shuyao. At that time, she thought that although she was a younger sister, she was clear that she should protect her elder sister.

So, she replaced Song Shuyao and was taken away by the kidnappers.