"Alia?"

Solan went home and entered the room, but did not smell Arya's smell in the room. There was indeed a sound of a TV in the living room, but that was not the decisive evidence of someone in the room. It could be hidden from ordinary people, but it could not be hidden from him for a second.

He bent down and placed Walmart's shopping bags next to the shoe cabinet, filled with potato chips and peanut beans.

"Alia?"

The living room was indeed empty, but the TV was still ringing, and the news was playing. Sniffing it, there was of course the smell of Arya floating here, but I was obviously out, otherwise it would be even more intense.

"Damn it, didn't you tell her to wait at home honestly?"

Solan walked into the room cursingly. Behind him, a tall long-legged girl appeared and opened the half-closed door.

"What's wrong, my dear?" Nina shook the ends of her hair that swept in front of her, bent down and put down her shopping bag: "Ah, there are indeed fewer shoes at the door... Arya's Solan, I remember you only bought her one pair of shoes, right?"

Solan swept the entire floor in just a moment, and now he is quickly rushing to the second floor, shouting Arya's name while opening and closing the door with a thud. Nina stood on the first floor, looked at the still-open TV, then looked at the obvious signs of sitting on the sofa, shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"Solan, you can come down. I'm sure that girl is definitely angry with you."

After the words came to an end, Solan showed his head from the stairs: "Is he angry with me? Why are you vomiting? You can't mean the phone I hung up at noon, right?"

The hour hand was pointing at six o'clock in the evening. Half a day had passed since the call. The girl left home at noon and had not returned until the evening. She really made her parents who were carrying a bag of snacks laugh and cry. Solan walked downstairs, while Nina shrugged and pointed to the refrigerator and said, "Do you want to see if she has had supper? I definitely don't want to open your refrigerator, so I'll leave it to you."

"A wise move." Solan kissed Nina's cheek lightly, then walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and checked. In the refrigerator, five livers were placed in porcelain plates, exactly the same as the amount after dinner last year; the multi-layer drawers in the freezer room were opened, and there were obviously not a small number of plastic wrap blocks, and it was still the placement after breakfast this morning.

"She didn't eat lunch or dinner."

All the refrigerator doors were closed to death, Solan put his hands on his hips and frowned, "I haven't eaten a meal yet, and I'm not at home yet... Could it be that this girl was scolded by me with a phone call and she actually ran away from home?"

The TV was turned off by Nina, and the living room suddenly became much quieter.

I did an interview in the morning, met my boyfriend in the afternoon, spent an hour visiting the supermarket, and arrived at home during dinner, and everything was arranged step by step. But now, the one who was a daughter in the family suddenly disappeared. Although the father was a big head, Nina, the role of the expectant mother, naturally frowned in depression.

"You talk about the phone, but she isn't just annoyed child, right? Also, Solan, haven't you bought her a cell phone yet? Actually, now, just make a phone call, right?"

Solan's old face turned red and he strode back to the entrance to pick up shopping bags, potato chips, peanut beans, as well as soda and other nuts. He covered up his embarrassment by cleaning up housework.

"Okay..." Seeing this, Nina shook her head continuously: "I can't expect a man who is used to being a bachelor to suddenly become a competent single father, right?"

"Yeah." Solan quickly handled the newly added items: "Especially the other party is a wild child who is capable and never knows where he travels to Seattle for a long distance. Well, I am not competent if I am not competent. What do you think next? Ignore her and wait for her to come back by herself? Or do you conduct a large-scale search in the mountains and fields?"

Solan's depressed moment was indeed a new record for a while. It's almost three weeks. When she got home one day, didn't Arya sit on the sofa watching TV, and then wait for herself to make dinner with expectation? She disappeared like that. And thinking about the reason, it was because of the phone call at noon, but why did her psychological endurance suddenly become so bad?

It’s clearly that she has been challenging her patience limits?

"The whole city is searching... If you have that patience..." But seeing Solan's bitter face, Nina tried her best to hold back and not laugh, but also exposed her hard-working look: "But, since you have the ability to rescue Shirley Harbour, it is not a problem to follow Arya, right? Otherwise, we won't have a date at home tonight, you can hold me and go out for a walk?"

Solan's spirit was indeed a little better: "It's not impossible to track, but you're sure you don't want to have supper when you have a night ride?"

Nina picked up her shopping bag, filled with huge round red apples: "Since I came to your home, can I still have big fish and meat? Isn't it enough to be chewed while being held by you, what do you think?"

As she said that, she had taken out an apple, leaned against the dining table, and ate it with a smile.

Solan quickly took out his cell phone and took a photo of this scene. His girlfriend's beautiful legs were amazing, and compared with the height of the dining table, it was even more charming. The photo was formed instantly, and the waist of the jeans was of course on the tabletop, while she held the tabletop with her hands, twisted her waist lightly, and biting an apple. Even if it was not matched with a navel-exposed outfit, the sexy atmosphere was still scattered all over the frame.

"Wow, look at the scenery I took." Then he happily sent his phone to Nina: "Or dear, you are a junior anyway, so you will start preparing for medical school tomorrow. Don't worry about not being able to afford the tuition. With your figure, a model photo will definitely cost one million US dollars!"

"Puff, playboy, or Victoria's Secret?" Nina naturally didn't bother to look at her own photos, so she pushed her phone aside with a wave of her hand: "Are you still looking for your daughter? If you don't set out, she probably should have come back herself, right?"

So, it was still held by her boyfriend, and then flew around Seattle and was even more attractive to Nina. Solan opened her mouth to respond, but suddenly, her phone suddenly rang.

Nina raised her eyebrows and swallowed the apple in her mouth: "Is Arya in the phone booth? Or... who?"

The latter sentence became much quieter because she instantly became serious when she saw Solan's expression.

The phone ringing continued, but Solan did not answer immediately. He breathed a sigh of relief and patted Nina on the shoulder: "I'll go out to pick it up first. Please don't eat too much apples. Be careful to take a roller coaster for a while."

A strong and handsome figure passed by, and quickly walked into the entrance and stepped out of the main entrance. A cool breeze at night blew into the house. Nina stood by the dining table in the living room, and her slender willow eyebrows frowned again.

Even if I am a zombie, I have any job that I can’t talk to in front of her and have to change to a place without a man?

She twitched softly.

...

"Hello."

Walking on the wooden plank road between the boathouse, Solan answered the phone, felt the cool night breeze blowing around, and looked at the quiet and wide lake ahead.

"Well... I'm talking about the serious business tonight."

Selena Quinn's voice came from the opposite side, and it was rare to sound serious: "What time is it now?"

Solan looked at his watch: "What's wrong at 6 o'clock?"

The roar of the motor could be heard across the phone, and the machine was loud, and Selena was obviously racing.

"I will be in Seattle tonight. You want Arya Kloro's identity record and the same forged student record file. Let me tell you, when do you want it?"

In an instant, Solan felt that his brain was almost exploding. Although his heart was beating as fast as usual, his temples were hurting one after another.

"Tonight...you're coming!?"

"Yes, I said it earlier. I will be back in about a week... No, my dear, you, who is about my age, actually suffered from Alzheimer's disease countless times ahead of schedule?"

The teasing of ups and downs came again, and Solan glanced at the boathouse behind him and quickly ended the topic.

"Let's talk about it in the middle of the night!"
Chapter completed!