The city that Yi Tian visited this time has a Buddhist temple that has been 1,000 years old.
The ancient temple is located in the deep mountains. It is not so magnificent and magnificent, and there is no exquisite carved decoration. The simplicity of the ancient temple is thick and quiet.
Yi Tian took the time to ask for a string of Bodhi rosary in person with the abbot master in the Buddhist temple. After the opening of the rosary, blessings, illness, suffering, and peace, are enshrined in the wish of good luck and longevity.
He had never believed this before, but now he is still a little scared.
Because he was going to the Buddhist temple, he asked Su Wenyang to go back one step first, and by the way he brought the things he bought to Mu Ran. On the way back, he was arranging for the evening, and Su Wenyang called.
Yi Tian answered the phone, and Su Wenyang said in an unstable voice over there: "Mr. Mu is gone."
Yi Tian clenched his phone and frowned, "What's going on."
"I just arrived at the hospital, there was no one in the ward, and the nursing staff was not there. I asked all the doctors and nurses ..." Su Wenyang paused.
Mu Ran alone cannot leave. He will not be allowed without first mentioning his physical condition. He should have sent the news if he disappeared from the doctor and nurse. In this case, it is clear that they knew and acquiesced to Mu Ran's departure.
Who can send Mu Ran away and make all doctors and nurses dare not stop?
Yi Tian's expression cooled down, the corners of his mouth were narrowed tightly, and there was no emotion in his eyes. "You keep checking. Call me if you have any news."
Su Wenyang answered and Yi Tian hung up the phone.
He always thought that his father would wait until he had a real showdown before thinking that his father didn't know anything. He was too careless and underestimated his father.
Today is Yi Tian's birthday. When he came home, his mother was discussing the evening menu with the kitchen chef at home. As soon as he saw him, he smiled and greeted him, "I was just calling to get you back for dinner."
Yi Tian pressed the eagerness in his heart, patiently reluctantly spoke to his mother, and then went to the study to find his father.
Yi Haizhao stood in front of the desk, and spread a six-foot-long rice paper in front of him. He lowered his head and practiced the characters. He did not raise his head when he heard the sound.
Yi Tian waited for a while, then she asked in a deep voice: "Dad, where is Mu Ran?"
Yi Haizhao didn't speak, the words under him were flowing, strong and powerful.
Yi Tian took a soft breath, and when he spoke again, his voice became impatient. "Where is Mu Ran."
Yi Haizhao's movements in his hand were all. He rested his writing brush on Bishan beside the platform, opened the drawer, pulled out a kraft paper bag, and threw it under Yi Tian's feet. "People that stayed with you "
The mouth of the paper bag was flung open, and several uncomfortable photos were revealed.
Yi Tian's face turned white and he couldn't say a word after clenching his teeth. His dad has investigated Mu Ran, and he must know their past. Yi Tian's heart was tense, and he whispered, "He saved me."
His original intention was that Mu Ran could save him from his previous mistakes, but Yi Haizhao misunderstood what he meant, and frowned angrily: "This is two different things, so you don't need to repay yourself!"
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RomanceIf there really is a God, if there really is an afterlife; Please, give me a home. - Mu Ran I don't Own the Picture or the Story. For Offline Purpose.