Jiang Yu couldn't catch Jiang Zhe that night.

　　He disappeared on the street.

　　Later, she thought countless times, if only she could be faster that day.

　　If that day, she could hold Jiang Zhe's hand and not let him leave.

　　Jiang Zhe did not return home.

　　His phone number was blocked, and WeChat only had a red exclamation mark.

　　Jiang Yu smoked for two days downstairs from his house, but he never appeared at the door.

　　The twenty-year blood relationship was as thin as a piece of paper.

　　As long as he cut off contact, she would never be able to find him.

　　She went to the hospital.

　　The doctor with glasses had no expression on his face, just shaking his head and sighing, "Find him as soon as possible.

　　If you delay, there are really not many months left to live." Jiang Yu hung her head, like a scolded student.

　　"Why...

　　did he get this disease?" "Young people...

　　don't take care of their bodies." The doctor sighed again.

　　Jiang Yu's fingernails dug into her flesh.

　　On the eighth day of Jiang Zhe's disappearance, she still broke into his house.

　　The locksmith put away his tools, and the strong stench greeted her inside the house.

　　Jiang Yu had never entered his house before.

　　The twenty years of time were too long.

　　She was busy hating Jiang Zhe and never sat down to talk with him properly.

　　The room had very few things, not at all like the place where a twenty-year-old girl lived.

　　There was an unknown liquid dripping from the refrigerator.

　　When she opened it, she found that everything inside had rotted.

　　The kitchen, the bathroom, the study, the bedroom.

　　They were all cold, as if nobody had ever lived there.

　　But it was also clean, proving that he had been here.

　　There was a broken glass bottle in the bedroom.

　　Glass shards and colorful pills were scattered all over the floor.

　　It looked like someone had smashed them hard.

　　Jiang Yu's sharp eyes noticed an empty paper box on the table.

　　The words printed on it sent chills down her spine.

　　Venlafaxine (an antidepressant medication).

　　Jiang Yu rushed out of the house.

　　The gloom that had hung over her since she entered the house didn't disappear, and the emotions that had been building up in her heart for days finally overwhelmed her.

　　Everything seemed to be telling her an imminent secret.

　　Hidden, yet hopeless.

　　She knelt under the scorching sun, suddenly overwhelmed by a feeling of despair and helplessness.

　　If she didn't find Jiang Zhe soon, she would never see him alive in this lifetime.