The citizens of Haichuan county had a heated discussion about it.
âHave you ever seen her?â They asked each other around them.
Unfortunately, everyone shook their heads unanimously.
In the downtown area, a man had covered almost every street with the picture of He Xiyan in hand.
For two days, he had searched every store, restaurant and hotel in the city, expecting to find a clue.
But no, everyone shook their heads at him, indicating that they hadnât seen her before.
âBoss Mo, let it go. We have searched every place we could find.â His assistant sighed helplessly.
Spending so much time doing useless work was not a good way. Besides, if the police couldnât find her, it was even more impossible for them.
Disappointed, Mo Yixuan sat on a rock by the sea with his eyes slightly closed. His looked haggard and his eyes were filled with scarlet blood traces. He did not know how many sleepless nights he had spent. He was now in a bad mood, worst to the extreme.
Since her clothes were found, he had come to this small county, just wanting to find her and take her back.
A gust of sea breeze blew past, setting the sea surging with waves, slapping the rocks on the shore. Far away, the sky and the sea almost came together, boundless.
Not responding to the assistant, Mo Yixuan just looked at the boundless sea.
âWater⦠places where there is water.â His thin lips moved slightly, muttering something.
Soon his eyes were wet, tears falling down his eyes.
âBoss Moâ¦â The assistant patted Mo Yixuan on the shoulder and did not understand what he meant by âplaces where there is waterâ.
âShe leftâ¦â At this time, Mo Yixuan said another sentence. After that, his body trembled obviously. Even his lips were trembling as well, tears surging out of his eyes.
âSorry!â He said to himself, âItâs all my fault, itâs me. Sorry, Yanyanâ¦â
Mo Yixuan kept saying sorry. His entire person fell into great sorrow. He covered his eyes with his hands, where streams of tears kept flowing like a broken dyke.
The assistant could only sit beside him and watch him in such great sorrow, but there was nothing he could do.
âBoss Mo, how about going back to the hotel first?â He tugged at his clothes and suggested so. The sun would soon set and it would be dark in a short while. After all, they couldnât stay on the beach all the time.
Mo Yixuan shook his head.
Immersed in such great sadness, he looked extremely haggard. He looked at the sea in the distance, no trace of hope perceivable in his eyes.
âIâll take you home.â He muttered again, then turned to look at his assistant.
The assistant was frightened by his desperate eyesight, hurriedly reaching out to pull him up.
Mo Yixuan, however, shook his head and refused, saying in a hoarse voice.
âYou go back first. Iâm here with her. Besides, help contact two salvage boats for me. It doesnât matter how much it would cost.â
The assistant was stunned and frowned as if he couldnât understand.
âSalvage boats? Boss Mo, youâre going toâ¦â
He asked doubtfully, eyes wide open, because he didnât know what to do with the boats.
Mo Yixuan blew his nose for a while. There was no trace of blood on his pale face and his eyes were grey and colorless. After a while, he said four words very heavily.
âSearch for the cadaver.â
After that, he coughed violently, like a patient with severe disease.