Chronicle of the 70s

Li Xianglu hung up the phone and first spoke to her grandfather. The old man went inside to make a call and then came out to tell Qin Xi, "Jiang Xinhua committed suicide."

So, what about Iro? Could it be that Jiang Xinhua deceived him and locked him up there?

Li Xianglu was somewhat worried, and Su Yan timely spoke up, "Now we can only wait for the police to find some clues and then follow those clues to find the person." Yes, until now we still don’t know whether Iro just went out and hasn’t come back, or if he’s locked up there by Jiang Xinhua, or perhaps an even worse situation, that Iro was killed.

Li Xianglu felt cold in her limbs, and Qin Xi hugged her and led her into the room, nestled in the bed. Li Xianglu lay in Qin Xi’s arms like an octopus, her mood low, and said, "Xixi, Iro will be okay, right?"

"It’ll be fine, go to sleep."

The night passed without words.

After who knows how long, Li Xianglu woke up groggily, the room was pitch black, she reached out her hand and found no one beside her, so she became much more awake, got up and turned on the light with the help from the outside light, frowned, and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was eleven o’clock already. How long had she slept, and where had Qin Xi gone?

Li Xianglu felt a severe soreness in her waist; this was the aftermath of teasing, she almost couldn’t get out of bed.

After a quick wash, she put on a skirt and went out. By now it was already midnight, the lights in the living room were still on, Li Xianglu tensed up, afraid that there had been progress regarding Iro’s situation, so she quickened her pace.

Upon reaching the living room, she saw her grandfather and Su Yan sitting on the circular couch talking, they beckoned her over when they saw her enter.