CHAPTER 1065: CHAPTER 1065: CAN’T BE WITHOUT YOU (1)

Push the door into the dining room, looking at the messy blankets on top, he turns his face towards the bathroom, "Little Pig, hurry out, see what I’ve prepared for you?"

Not on the bed, it’s either in the bathroom...

However, there was no response from inside the bathroom.

Qiao Liang stepped outside the bathroom and gently knocked on the door.

"Xiaoqing?"

Still no response from inside the door.

With a puzzled raise of his eyebrows, Qiao Liang knocked harder, still no response, he suddenly felt uneasy, quickly holding the door handle.

"Xiaoqing, I’m coming in?"

The door wasn’t locked; he gently twisted the handle and pushed the door open, cautiously, to find the inside dim, the lights were not on. Qiao Liang raised his hand to turn on the light, illuminating a tidy bathroom.

The bathroom features luxurious decor, everything is tidy, and not a trace of a person or even any signs of movement.

What happened?

Qiao Liang retreated from the bathroom and turned towards the living room, checking the study.

The study, no one.

The bathroom in the living room, also no one.

"Strange, where could she be?" Qiao Liang muttered to himself as he returned to the living room, catching sight of the rehabilitation device on the coffee table from the corner of his eye, "What is this thing?"

He stepped up to the tea table and examined the rehabilitation instrument box, noticing an envelope pressed beside it, he immediately picked it up.

On the envelope, in both Chinese and English, were the words "Please transfer to Lu Ziliang."

The handwriting was very familiar to him; it was Chu Xinqing’s handwriting.

Could the little girl have gone out for something? That’s not right; even if she went out, she should have given him a call just to let him know...

With doubt, he quickly tore open the letter, the paper densely filled with writing over most of the page, the lower half of the paper slightly crumpled, indicating signs of having been wet and dried afterwards.

His eyes swiftly scanned over the writing, Qiao Liang’s brows immediately tightened.

"Silly girl!"

Clutching his cellphone, he quickly dialed Chu Xinqing’s number, but no one answered when the call went through.

Frowning and cursing, Qiao Liang strode rapidly towards the door, running out, sprinting all the way to the elevator, urgently pressing the button.

Both elevators were stopped at the upper floor; for unknown reasons, they remained motionless despite his repeated pressing, so he turned to rush towards the stairwell, hurrying downstairs.

Once again, his mind flashes over the contents of the letter.

"Aliang:

This rehabilitation equipment was given to me by the doctor to pass on to you; you must persist in using it, or else in the future, as the leg muscles develop sequelae, standing for long periods will hurt, which will affect your work. So don’t just dismiss it lightly, use it for at least an hour every day; the instruction manual inside explains how to use it, just follow those methods.

..."

The traces of water stains on the letter paper, that girl must have cried.

Rushing downstairs full speed, his mind imagines her writing the letter, thinking about her tearful face as she left with a backpack full of disappointment...

Qiao Liang could only wish to beat himself fiercely.

"I’m leaving, don’t worry, I won’t cling to you anymore. You don’t have to avoid me, I’m sorry, it’s all because I am too foolish, I assumed you liked me, you know I’ve always been silly, you must have been annoyed to death by me these days.

Aliang, I’m sorry, I hope you won’t hate me. If possible, let’s stay as good buddies in the future. I’m always willing to eat your cooking. If you ever need a partner wherever you’re going, I’m willing to go with you...