Chapter 316 The Missing Baby

"Excuse me."

Nanfeng showed a puzzled expression on his face: "What did you forgive me for?"

"What do you think?"

"You went on a trip for two months, but you didn't call me or send me a text message.

"If Yifei hadn't said that she had been in touch with you, I wouldn't know whether you were dead or alive."

Yumo looked at Nanfeng with tears and complaints, as if he was looking at a scumbag who didn't go home for years and didn't even send a message.

Nanfeng looked helpless: "This... Didn't I tell you before I left that we should calm down for a while.

"In this situation, we must try to avoid communication and interaction, otherwise, what kind of calmness can we have?"

"Then were you calm when you drove from your hometown to Shanghai to give me ice cream on New Year's Eve?"

Yu Mo's question made Nan Feng embarrassed, so he simply pretended to be stupid: "Is that true? I don't even remember it myself."

"Do you need me to help you recall it?"

Yu Mo pretended to be angry and said: "There are not many people in Shanghai who drive Digger Zero, and there are even fewer people who drive RVs around on New Year's Eve.

"I don't believe it's such a coincidence. A box of ice cream fell in front of my house for no reason, and a Digger Zero drove away from my house for no reason.

"How about you, little brother Nan Feng, help me analyze it. Is there really such a coincidence in the world?"

She crossed her arms and threatened viciously: "If you can't analyze it, should I ask Youyou to help me analyze it?"

"Okay, lady, please save some face for me." Nan Feng begged for mercy with a smile.

If Youyou, the big mouth, really knew about it, Nanfeng dared to guarantee that the whole apartment would know about it within three days.

By then, Xiaoxian and Ziqiao, the two mean guys, would definitely laugh at him for three days and three nights.

"Humph."

Yumo first carefully put the sunrise picture back into the gift box, and then she continued to ask.

"I ask you, did you promise me before that I must have a copy of anything you give to others.

"Then have you sent text messages or called Yifei in the past two months?"

Nanfeng responded: "Yes, but Yifei is worried about me and forced me to call her regularly to report.

"You can't even take a share of things like sending text messages and calling, right?"

Facing Nanfeng's response, Yumo just said lightly: "Yifei is worried about you, don't I worry about you?"

Nanfeng was silent immediately.

He knew that Yumo was of course worried about himself.

Or everyone who knew his illness was worried about him going out to travel alone, not to mention the domineering Yifei, Zhanbo and Xiaohei would also check on his condition from time to time.

Even a heartless guy like Lu Ziqiao would send a text message every half a month to ask if he had died.

But Yumo never contacted him in the past two months.

Nanfeng thought she had figured it out and made the best choice for everyone.

But when he returned to the Love Apartment and heard Yumo's worried and resentful "thinner", Nanfeng had already guessed her choice.

Seeing that Nanfeng was silent again, Yumo gritted her teeth and pushed him hard.

But she was too weak to push Nanfeng on the opposite side.

Yumo took a deep breath and tried to calm down her emotions: "I ask you, you said that we should calm down during this period and think about how to go in the future.

"So have you figured it out now?"

Nanfeng pondered: "My thoughts have never changed."

"Me too."

Yumo looked at Nanfeng, his eyes full of tenderness and determination: "No one can be sure how long a person's life is. I can't figure it out, so I just don't think about it. ,

"Since I can't change the past and can't figure out the future, the only thing I can grasp is the present.

"Why don't I take advantage of the present to like someone who makes me feel sunny when I think of him and feel the spring breeze when I see him?"

Nanfeng listened to Yumo's words, and her thoughts seemed to go back to more than two months ago.

Yumo was also so gentle and firm at that time, but the previous hesitation and entanglement were completely gone, and only indifference and calmness were left.

If the previous Yumo was more like a brave man who knew it was impossible to do it, now she is more like a wise man who has thought it through.

Nanfeng suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

Why did she get deeper and deeper into it while calming down?

"Yumo..."

"Stop!"

She made a cross with her hands on her chest: "I have heard your decision and ideas last time, and this time I should let you hear my ideas."

"Nanfeng, actually..."

"I'm back. ”

Zhanbo, who had no idea what he had interrupted, looked at Nanfeng and Yumo curiously: "Nanfeng, Sister Yumo, why are you two sitting on the ground?"

Yumo: "..."

Nanfeng: "..."

[In his inner world, Yumo was sitting next to the arcade and playing King of Fighters in a rage.]

[And the character controlled by Yumo in the King of Fighters game was not someone else, but Zhanbo.]

[Under Yumo's dazzling operation, Zhanbo was immediately beaten black and blue, and his health bar was also decreasing wildly.]

[Lu Zhanbo!]

[You die!!!!]

[As Yu Mo used his ultimate move, Zhan Bo, who had only a trace of blood left, suddenly owed Yu Mo half a tube of blood. 】

【ah! 】

[As Zhan Bo cried out, a huge KO appeared on the screen. 】

[Yu Mo still felt upset. She kicked the arcade machine aggressively, but instead she covered her foot and screamed. 】

Yu Mo, who was interrupted by Zhan Bo, felt angry in his heart. He finally made up his mind to have an open chat with Nan Feng, but it turned out that the time for you to come in, Zhan Bo, was too coincidental.

If you come back earlier, this matter won't happen at all. If you come back later, this matter will be over.

The feelings she had finally brewed up were about to be released like a volcanic eruption, but the result was that she was overwhelmed by the show.

The furious Yu Mo blushed, gritted his teeth and said, "I just like to sit on the ground, you care about me!!!"

Yu Mo's low growl immediately startled Zhan Bo. He shrank his neck and said with an aggrieved face: "I just asked, and I didn't say I would care about you. Why are you so fierce..."

"It's okay Zhanbo."

Nanfeng didn't know what to say at this time. He just casually said: "Your sister Yumo is not in a good mood today. Please be more considerate and considerate to her."

In fact, Nanfeng's mood was also very complicated at this time. The moment Zhan Bo interrupted, he felt relieved, but more importantly, he was as angry and annoyed as Yu Mo.

"Bad Mood?"

Zhan Bo made a surprising statement: "But Sister Yumo, isn't your aunt not coming until around the 25th?"

Nanfeng opened his mouth in surprise: "You know all this?"

"She and my sister said it in front of me when they were in junior high school. I will definitely remember it." Mr. Lu Zhanbo, a human computer, said.

This time Yu Mo's face turned even redder: "How old were you at that time? How did we know you would understand this."

"I really didn't understand it at the time."

Zhanbo spread his hands: "But just because I didn't understand it then doesn't mean I don't understand it now, right?"

"Lu Zhanbo!"

Yu Mo said angrily, "Shut up!"

"oh……"

Zhan Bo didn't know why Sister Yu Mo was so temperamental today, but fortunately he knew how to survive around a grumpy woman.

He immediately said nothing and was about to run to the stroller to tease the baby.

As a result, Zhan Bo looked into the stroller and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Where's the baby?"

"The baby is gone!"

Nan Feng and Yu Mo were immediately excited when they heard this. They hurried forward to take a look. Sure enough, the stroller was empty and the baby was not seen at all.

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of panic and disbelief.

How could such a small baby just disappear like this?