In the community.

Under the ginkgo tree.

The old men are playing chess.

It’s winter, and the ginkgo tree has a leaf, even if it’s yellow, with only dry branches left. Under the bitter winter wind, I don’t know whether this ancient tree is alive or dead. Fortunately, the trunk is covered with snow and white flowers, which is not good-looking, but it just doesn’t look so desolate.

None of the old men who played chess said anything. They looked at the chessboard quietly. It seemed that the situation was tense. However, it was obviously a game between two people, and one of them had the advantage after all, but the two old men were solemn. It was rare to see that there was no winner in a game of chess.

This is different from the happy community in the past.

The door of the community was pushed open, and it was Ma Qing who ran in.

The old men looked at the running Ma Qing, but no one spoke.

It was rare to see Ma Qing, but no one invited him to join the chess game.

Yes, this is a game without a winner, and everyone will be the same, right?

Ma Qing ran into the building, pushed open the door, and panting, shouting inside, "Liu Yi!"

The empty house, the quiet inside was conveying a message to Ma Qing: Liu Yi was not here and had never come back.

Ma Qing panicked, didn't even close the door, and ran downstairs again.

He shouted to the old men who were playing chess, "Did you see Liu Yi?"

The old men looked at Ma Qing and said nothing.

Ma Qing knew the answer and ran out of the community again.

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That night, Ma Qing didn't sleep, and the world was looking for Liu Yi.

He had searched for all the places where Liu Yi might go, but he could not find any of Liu Yi.

When it was almost dawn, Ma Qing returned to the community.

This time, he did not run away, but used it.

Walking under the ginkgo tree, he sat in a daze under the ginkgo tree, his eyes staring blankly at the snow on the ground.

After this night, Ma Qing finally realized that Liu Yi had disappeared.

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It's snowing.

The snow hanging on the ginkgo trees became a little heavier, and the dry branches instantly became a little full.

Ma Qing sat under the tree and became a snowman.

He did not move.

The old men in the community would occasionally go to the window, look at Ma Qing downstairs, sigh, shake their heads and leave, and each face had different degrees of sorrow.

The snow is still falling.

Noon.

Old Mrs. Song went downstairs, she glanced at Ma Qing and walked over.

In the community, on the snow, a new line of footprints finally left behind.

Old Mrs. Song walked up to Ma Qing and didn't say anything.

It took a full twenty minutes before Old Mrs. Song said softly, "Ma Qing."

Ma Qing ignored the deaf ears, and although his eyes were looking straight at the snow on the ground, there was no color of snow in his eyes.

His world has no color, even darkness.

Old Mrs. Song sighed and said in a deep voice, "Ma Qing!"

Ma Qing woke up in shock, and overnight, his body finally took the first move.

He looked up and glanced at Old Mrs. Song. It took a long time before the scene.

Oh, it turns out it's Grandma Song.

"Grandma, morning." Ma Qing said.

"It's time to eat." Old Mrs. Song said in a deep voice.

"Not hungry." Ma Qing actually smiled from his face.

Seeing Ma Qing's smile, Old Mrs. Song felt ache in her heart.

What kind of gentle child is, he is so hurt that he actually laughs when he sees others treating him well.

"You haven't eaten for a day, eat something." Old Mrs. Song said softly, and while speaking, her eyes were filled with soft colors, and some tears could be seen vaguely in the soft light.

"A day..." Ma Qing paused.

The next moment, Ma Qing suddenly realized something important.

"One day!" Ma Qing stood up suddenly, "You can file a case. Grandma Song, Liu Yi is missing. Can you help me find her!"

"Eat first, we will go to the police station later." Old Mrs. Song whispered.

"Grandma, let's go to the police station!" Ma Qing grabbed Old Mrs. Song's hand heavily.

It was just a night of effort. Old Mrs. Song could not imagine what kind of ecstasy medicine this child named Liu Yi gave to Ma Qing, which would make the man in front of her become so crazy in one day.

Old Mrs. Song knew that there would be such a day, but this day came too quickly. This was just one night.

Old Mrs. Song underestimated the importance of Liu Yi in Ma Qing's heart and also underestimated Ma Qing's love for Liu Yi.

"Eat first and be obedient." Old Mrs. Song said softly.

"We have to find Liu Yi quickly. Liu Yi can't get used to the food outside. She must eat what I cook!" Ma Qing said in surprise.

After saying that, Ma Qing felt that he had to find Liu Yi quickly. Liu Yi must be hungry at this moment.

Turning around, Ma Qing ran away.

Old Mrs. Song looked at Ma Qing's running back and closed her eyes unbearably. Although she held her tears, her heart was bleeding.

This is the first day. How should Ma Qing spend the days in the future?

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Run to the police station.

The case has been filed.

"Comrade Ma Qing, we have already learned about the situation here. Next, we will pay attention to Miss Liu Yi's whereabouts. You don't need to worry. You need an ID card when traveling now. As long as she uses an ID card, we will find her and contact you as soon as possible, so you don't need to worry, just go back and wait for our news."

Ma Jing nodded and felt at ease.

He felt that what the police said was right. In today's society, it is difficult to move forward without an ID card. Even if you are a train, you need an ID card, so it is not difficult to find Liu Yi.

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But what Ma Qing didn't expect was that a month had passed after he waited.

He couldn't wait for the call from the police station.

During this month, Ma Qing cooked every day, fearing that one day Liu Yi would not be able to eat the hot food he made. After cooking, Ma Qing would run downstairs, sit under the ginkgo tree, look at the entrance of the community, and stare quietly in a daze.

One month later, the power given to him by the police comrade's words was finally wiped out.

Unable to see Liu Yi, Ma Qing was depressed and empty.

In this way, another month has passed.

Liu Yi has disappeared for two months.

Ma Qing's soul was evacuated, the ginkgo tree was not dead, and the Ma Qing people were already dead.

Old Mrs. Song looked at Ma Qing under the ginkgo tree. She calculated that this should be Ma Qing had no food on the fourth day and he couldn't stand it.

She walked up and held a bowl of hot noodles.

"Qing'er, have something to eat."

It took a long time before Ma Qing realized that there might be something talking to him.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Old Mrs. Song, his eyes were dead gray, and it took him a long time to return to a hint of expression.

He saw her and it turned out to be Grandma Song.

"Did you see Liu Yi?" Ma Qing's voice was a little heavy, and he didn't sound like he had any vitality.

"Eat something." Old Mrs. Song's eyes were filled with tears, "You haven't eaten for several days."
To be continued...