The two of them made some polite calls. Zhou Xiang wanted Assistant Jiang to introduce him more to his relationship, so he kept talking to him. After talking, he successfully got to Yan Mingxiu's itinerary.

Zhou Xiang got a relatively accurate time. Yan Mingxiu was going to fly to Chongqing next Thursday, but he was not rushing for some notice, but handling his own business.

Most of the people in the circle are called Yan Mingxiu, Mr. Yan, because Yan Mingxiu did not rush to announce one after another like other artists, and he had his own company and it was operating well.

Apart from filming movies or advertisements, Yan Mingxiu hardly participated in any public activities. He didn't seem to care so much about exposure, but he also had works published from time to time to ensure that the public would not forget him.

According to Assistant Jiang, Yan Mingxiu will not be able to come back at least Sunday when he goes to the meeting this time.

Zhou Xiang planned to stop hesitating and act on Thursday night.

After dinner on Thursday night, Zhou Xiang accompanied Chen Ying to watch TV for a while. At about ten o'clock, he went out on the excuse of having a friend asking him to go out. He originally planned to go out in the middle of the night, but he did not tell Chen Ying, but he found that Chen Ying had a very light sleep, which was even more troublesome if she found out.

He prepared a series of things: hats, sunglasses, masks, flashlights, pliers, etc. No one would think that he was going back to his "home" and was completely planning to steal his equipment.

Zhou Xiang also felt sad and ridiculous in his heart. He wanted to go back to his home to get the money he had earned with hard work, but he actually needed to "steal" him back. There was no way. If he was discovered like this, he would be a thief.

He came to the corridor of his community, waited for a while, and plucked up the courage to quickly take out the spare key from the fire box while there was no one around, and opened the door lock tremblingly.

He looked outside for a long time, and there was no light inside, so there should be no one, but he was still so nervous that his whole body was trembling.

The security door of his house is the same as before, not very easy to use. When the key is inserted, you need to grab the door handle and lift it up so that the key and the key hole are perfectly connected. The sound of the gear rotation sounds particularly loud in the middle of the night, gently hitting Zhou Xiang's heart.

The door is open!

Zhou Xiang looked around again, quickly unscrewed the wooden door inside, walked into the room, and quietly closed the door.

A smell of dust still swelled up in front of me. Zhou Xiang almost realized at the first time that this house had not been here for a long time. In this season, if the windows were not opened for a few days, the house would have such a stuffy smell. It seems that Yan Mingxiu does not live here.

Zhou Xiang did not dare to turn on the light, but turned on the flashlight and scanned the room. The light of the flashlight and the glimmer of the moon made him see his home again.

Everything is like the memory, without any change, just like the past two years were hallucinations. He had just left for three months and then returned, his home, the house he had been with him since he was born, and had been keeping it the same, waiting for him to come back.

This house is filled with memories of him, his parents, and Yan Mingxiu. The stories of those thirty years are condensed in this old house, making every old wall of it seem to have the smell of memories.

Zhou Xiang's nose felt sore and he had the urge to cry.

How he wished he would appear here like countless times in the past to "go home", rather than just staying like a thief for a short time.

Zhou Xiang sniffed and didn't dare to think about it anymore. Although Yan Mingxiu was outside the country, he still didn't dare to stay here for too long. This is what is called guilty about being a thief.

He put the plastic bag on his shoes and walked in gently. The light of the flashlight swept the dust on the shoe cabinet. It was not thick and thin, proving that there were people cleaning it from time to time. Perhaps Yan Mingxiu occasionally asked someone to clean it up because of their past affection so that the house would not be abandoned.

He walked through the familiar small porch and walked straight into the bedroom where he placed his cash.

He was used to putting some spare cash in the bedside table, not much, about four or five thousand, but at least it was more than his monthly salary. He was going to get the cash and then go back to the living room to get his bank card.

When he walked into the bedroom, he was still almost the same as he did. Even the bedding was bought by him and Yan Mingxiu. Zhou Xiang couldn't help but walk over and touched the neatly folded silk quilt. The soft and smooth feel of Zhou Xiang can still recall the comfort of their sticking on his naked skin, especially when Yan Mingxiu turned over and held him in his arms with the quilt.

Zhou Xiang smiled bitterly, gently put the corner of the quilt back into its original position, quickly opened the bedside table, and indeed saw the money he threw in it casually.

Zhou Xiang's life was good before, and it was not a big money for more than four or five thousand. At that time, he could still drive a car casually, take the little boy he had just met to eat and go to a bar, and give him some small gifts. There was almost nothing to worry about in his life until he met Yan Mingxiu.

Now even if it costs four or five yuan, he has to save money. Chen Ying can walk home with a bunch of vegetables under the sun for half an hour in order to have a remaining bus fare. Zhou Xiang was forced to change his habit of not looking at the price of buying things and save money diligently.

These four or five thousand yuan were already a surprise for Zhou Xiang.

He quickly stuffed the money into his pocket and returned to the living room. Unexpectedly, there was a problem with the flashlight at this time. The light flashed a few times and disappeared. Zhou Xiang was very upset and could only use his mobile phone to hold the light and go to the cabinet to search for his bank card. The light on the mobile phone always darkened after a while. Zhou Xiang worked very hard.

When he went to Guangxi, he only brought a card for emergency use. In fact, he followed the crew and was responsible for eating and drinking. There was no place to consume in the mountains, so it was unnecessary for him to bring it. He couldn't remember how much the card was, so it was definitely not much. The one he had saved more money was placed in this drawer. There were a bunch of his bills, documents, passbooks, etc. in the drawer, and he could even find his parents' marriage certificate.

Just as he was flipping, he could hear the sound of the anti-theft door lock turning in his ears.

Zhou Xiang's hair stood up.

Someone? Yan Mingxiu? It's impossible. Isn't he in Chongqing? He won't be so unlucky, he just hit the gun.

If Yan Mingxiu saw him here, how would he explain? He even had ten heads and didn’t know how to explain it!

Zhou Xiang was at a loss in desperation. He grabbed a few things that looked like a bank card, stuffed them all into his pocket, and then quickly closed the drawer, and in a panic, he planned to go into the study and hide. Unexpectedly, he made a mistake in his busy schedule. He tripped onto a small stool beside his feet, and with a loud thud, he fell to the ground.

The door was opened, and a tall figure appeared at the door, shouting anxiously: "Who is it!"

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When Zhou Xiang heard this sound, his hair stood up. Why... how could it be him!

He immediately remembered that he and Yan Mingxiu knew where he placed the spare key, but there was another person who also knew that Lan Xirong, who had a good relationship with him at that time and always ran to his house every now and then!

Once, Zhou Xiang was too busy to go, and Lan Xirong happened to come to him, so Zhou Xiang told him the location of the spare key. Anyway, he trusted Lan Xirong at that time, and his family had nothing valuable. It was just that time. Later, when Lan Xirong went there, he was there, and he had long forgotten about this.

It was not until he encountered Lan Xirong at this strange time that he suddenly remembered it.

What should I do!

Lan Xirong suddenly turned on the living room light, and his first reaction was that there was a thief. Sure enough, a man with a baseball cap, sunglasses and a mask was lying on the ground, covering his face tightly. As he fell down, several bills and hundreds of yuan bills were exposed in his pocket.

Lan Xirong shouted in anger, "You fucking dare to steal things from here!" He rushed up with a quick step, and even gave Zhou Xiang a chance to react, and stepped on Zhou Xiang's calf.

Zhou Xiang groaned, and he almost screamed out in pain.

Lan Xirong bent down and was about to capture him. Based on his memory, he turned around and grabbed his hand. He just grabbed a handful of soil from the potted plant and raised it on Lan Xirong's face without hesitation.

Lan Xirong was unprepared and couldn't open his eyes at once.

Zhou Xiang took the opportunity to jump up, swept him to the ground with one kick, then jumped over him and grabbed the door.

Lan Xirong's eyes were filled with tears, and she barely turned around and saw the back of the thief running out. His legs were slightly sloped, but Lan Xirong felt that she had seen that figure.

Zhou Xiang ran outside the community in anger. When he went downstairs, he vaguely saw that several of his neighbors had turned on the lights, and was probably awakened by their shouts.

While running, he took down all the things on his face and threw them into the trash can. He only brought these disguises near the community. At that time, most of the people in the community were asleep, but there were still people on the street. His equipment was easy to make people suspicious.

He ran out hundreds of meters away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he turned around and saw that Lan Xirong had not chased him out.

His heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to pop out of his throat. Zhou Xiang had never been so nervous in his life. He could not imagine how he would explain and confess to him if he had just been caught by Lan Xirong?

Zhou Xiang thought of this possibility and his heart beat faster. Perhaps, can Lan Xirong accept his identity?

No, you can't have this kind of luck mentality. The reason why Zhou Xiang dared not let anyone know was largely because of his protection. Once someone else knew about it, he could not predict what impact it would have on him. Although he still trusted Cai Wei and Lan Xirong, he still did not dare to take risks.

Zhou Xiang hid in the corner and gasped for a long time. He was now half a kilometer away from the community. Because of the straight line, he could clearly see the community gate. He originally planned to go home quickly, but he suddenly wanted to see if Lan Xirong would call the police.

After waiting for about half an hour, the police car did not come, and Lan Xirong did not come out. It seemed that he did not call the police.

Suddenly, an Audi Q7 drove past the road next to him. He took a casual look. Although the light was dim, there were few cars on the road now, so Zhou Xiang still saw the license plate number clearly at first glance.

That's Cai Wei's car!

Zhou Xiang watched Cai Wei's car turn into the community, and he was shocked. He knew that his plan was completely finished.

Lan Xirong suddenly ran to his house for some reason, but he was obviously shocked by the sudden thief and didn't know what to do, so he called Cai Wei.

No matter how they discussed and dealt with each other in the room, they would not leave any traces behind. The final result was that Yan Mingxiu would definitely know.
Chapter completed!