Shen Jinxi immediately leaned over upon seeing the note. "What is this?"
The note was blank, with nothing written on it.
He lost interest after a single glance and turned to run to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Fu Jingshu sat beside his wife and glanced at the note. "Found in the villa?"
"Mm."
When Shen Qingqing had gone upstairs earlier, she had looked into each room. While other rooms showed no abnormalities, the one at the end of the hallway was different.
At first glance, it looked no different from the other rooms, but she saw the quilt on the bed.
Chenchen had OCD.
He used to love repeatedly folding his quilt. When he was alone in his room, he would meticulously fold the quilt. After Shen Qingqing found out, she didn't try to correct him but spent time folding it with him.
As the child's autism improved, his obsessive-compulsive disorder also lessened.
Shen Qingqing only saw her child folding his quilt like this every few days at home, but seeing the familiar way the quilt was folded in that room, her heart ached.
He must have been feeling anxious here to resort to folding the quilt.
Fu Jingshu put his arm around her shoulder and comforted her, "Soon, we'll find him."
Shen Qingqing nodded. "This is a clue our child left for us."
Fu Jingshu took the note, turning it over and over.
The note was completely blank, with nothing on it.
He looked at Shen Qingqing in confusion.
Shen Qingqing frowned slightly and said, "I found this in the trash can by the bed."
"Daddy, Mommy, have some juice!"
Shen Jinxi came out of the kitchen carrying two glasses of juice, carefully placing them in front of his parents. "Daddy and Mommy worked hard outside, so I made fresh juice for you!"
The little one beamed with pride.
Shen Qingqing felt greatly comforted. "Good boy, you know how to care for Daddy and Mommy now."
Shen Jinxi said with a giggle, "I know Daddy and Mommy are working hard to find Brother, but I can only stay home and can't help much."
A hint of disappointment flashed across his face.
But soon, his fighting spirit rekindled. "But I'll be Daddy and Mommy's strongest support!"
Shen Qingqing and Fu Jingshu exchanged a look, a shared smile in their eyes.
Shen Qingqing pulled the little one onto her lap. "You don't have to do anything. As long as you stay with us, that's the greatest happiness for us."
Shen Jinxi hugged his mommy, then turned to look at his quiet daddy, a hint of suspicion in his gaze. "Do you think so too?"
"Mm."
Fu Jingshu reached out and gently, but firmly, ruffled his hair, a touch of tenderness in the action.
The same gesture of ruffling his hair felt entirely different from his father compared to others. Without even realizing it, he leaned into his palm, as if seeking affection.
Like a kitten.
He froze momentarily when he realized what he had done, but seeing the loving gazes of his parents, he no longer felt embarrassed.
Suddenly, he spotted the blank piece of paper on the table.
Why hadn't Mommy thrown it away yet?
"What exactly is this?"
"It's probably something your brother left behind," Shen Qingqing said, taking the note. Then, she had an idea. "Jinxi, did your brother ever mention anything about leaving invisible marks on paper?"
The two little boys were close and often played together, so if anyone knew what Chenchen might do, it would be Jinxi.
Shen Jinxi answered without hesitation, "Brother and I used to play a game. We'd draw a picture on a piece of paper, write the answer on the back, and then exchange them. If you guessed it, you won; if not, you lost."
Shen Qingqing handed him the paper.
"Then take a look and see if there are any marks your brother left on it."
Shen Jinxi immediately examined it closely. As he looked, his eyes lit up. "Mommy! It looks like there are! It seems like some words and messy drawings are left behind."
Shen Qingqing took the paper back and delicately traced her fingers over it.
She could indeed feel some faint lines, but they were very messy, making it impossible to discern what words were written.
Shen Jinxi snatched the note back, patting his chest. "I can read it. Give me some time, and I'll go to my room to study it carefully."
This was actually a very painstaking process, requiring him to record all the subtle lines he felt. Moreover, the paper wasn't very thick.
The lines drawn on it might be faint and blurry, ultimately making them unrecognizable.
Shen Qingqing worried, "Jinxi, you just recovered from a serious illness and haven't fully regained your strength. Let me handle this. You should go back to your room and rest."
Shen Jinxi quickly moved the paper behind him. "No, I can help!"
"But..."
Shen Jinxi's small face was full of seriousness. "Mommy, don't worry about me. Just wait, I will definitely help you find the message on it!"
Afraid that his mommy would stop him, he turned and ran off with the paper.
Shen Qingqing sighed.
Fu Jingshu, however, put his arm around her shoulder and said gently, "They are brothers. They not only share blood but also a deep understanding."
Chenchen leaving a message in this manner likely placed his hope in his younger brother.
"I'm just worried he'll get too tired."
Fu Jingshu chuckled softly. "Don't worry. The little guy is very smart; he won't let his health suffer. He knows you're worried about him."
Even for her sake, Jinxi would take care of himself.
What else could Shen Qingqing say? The child had already run upstairs with the paper, and she couldn't chase after him to get it back.
All they could do now was wait.
They had expected this process to take a long time, but to their surprise, an hour later, Shen Jinxi came thundering down the stairs, holding a piece of paper in each hand.
"Mommy, I did it!"
He handed both papers to his mother.
The one on the left was the original paper he had searched, while the one on the right contained the content he had deciphered. It had only four simple words.
"Huanyu Apartment."
"This is Chenchen's clue for us." Shen Qingqing clutched the paper, her heart a complex mix of emotions. If Chenchen hadn't left this address, they would never have imagined that Fu Tingyi would go to such a place.
"This is a case of misdirection," Fu Jingshu said coldly.
This apartment complex was very ordinary. Due to its less desirable location, far from the bustling city center and schools, not many people bought apartments there.
However, because of its tranquil environment and well-maintained greenery, with plenty of exercise equipment downstairs, it was mostly inhabited by the elderly.
As everyone knew, Fu Tingyi preferred luxury, and thus he owned many properties, all of which were exclusively detached villas.
Shen Qingqing sneered. "He's gotten smarter."
"I'll arrange for people to go there now." Fu Jingshu reached for his phone to make a call.
Shen Qingqing stopped him.
"No, we can't go."
"You mean..." Fu Jingshu understood her meaning almost instantly. "It's not impossible to find Officer Wang, but they'll need to mobilize personnel, which might require arrangements. I'm worried..."