Beginning without end

Chapter 121

Ren Hantao and the others went back early, and stewed calcium-enriched bone broth in advance, and the corridor was filled with a strong aroma of bone broth.

On the way back, Lu Fucheng and Song Bai didn't say a word. Xu Fei felt that the atmosphere was weird. He wanted to make a joke to divert his attention, but the embarrassment was no different from telling a joke with a group of friends. He was quiet for five or six seconds after he finished speaking. Then everyone laughed out loud.So the three of them were silent together.

Soup was gurgling on the stove at Lu Fucheng's house, and he happened to be cooking at Song Bai's house to save time.Too many people couldn't stand in the small kitchen, Lu Fucheng was in charge, and Xu Fei naturally occupied the place where Song Bai used to be. He didn't know how to work, but made more trouble. Lu Fucheng was also good-tempered, and he didn't even reprimand him.

Song Bai sat on the sofa and stared at the TV, maybe he didn't even know what was on the screen, otherwise why would he keep his eyes on the boring commercials.

Ren Hantao came back from the opposite door. After walking around the room a few times, she also sat down on the sofa to rest for a while. She glanced at Song Bai: "Are you having a conflict with Fu Cheng?"

Song Bai stared at Ren Hantao for a long time before slowly shaking his head: "There is no conflict. His friend is here, so it's not convenient for me to stick to him."

"You haven't been quite right lately." Ren Hantao frowned and stretched out his hand to gently touch Song Bai's face: "I'm not active anymore, and I don't talk anymore. I've noticed that there seems to be a little gap between you and Fu Cheng, and it's not as good as usual. Ordinary friends communicate a lot.”

"No, it's just because Uncle Lu is not in good health, and I'm not in a good mood." Song Bai rubbed his eyes: "Brother Cheng is also quite busy, so I'm sorry to disturb him, it will be fine after a few days."

Ren Hantao has nothing to say, but her intuition is not that simple. In fact, it is not only the estrangement between Song Bai and Lu Fucheng. Ren Hantao felt something was wrong when Song Bai just came home. Ren Hantao has also thought about a lot of things these days , and even felt that Ji Suiyun's attitude seemed a little too warm and ambiguous, which was a bit strange that she couldn't figure it out.

"Aunt Ren, the dishes are ready, let's eat first." Lu Fucheng greeted.

Ren Hantao responded, and stopped chatting with Song Bai, and got up to help clean up the dishes.

The two families ate meals separately. If they were together, not only would they not be able to sit together, but it would be troublesome. Lu Fucheng divided each dish into two portions, kept one portion, and brought the other portion to Lu Ping at his home.

Song Huafeng had something to do at school and he hadn't come back yet. Song Bai and Ren Hantao had dinner together. Ren Hantao had been working so hard recently that he was very sleepy by the time he finished eating.

"Mom, go to sleep, I'll clean it up." Song Bai persuaded, "Take a break these few days, so many juniors are here, so there's no need to bother you."

Ren Hantao nodded: "Well, you and Fu Cheng try to work together. After all, you two are like brothers. That Xu Fei looks like a child from a rich family. The young master has a young master's temper, and he inserts himself into you and Fu Cheng every day. , it's disgusting."

Song Bai couldn't help laughing: "I understand, Mom, you should go to rest."

After washing the dishes, Song Bai mopped the floor of the living room and the kitchen. His body is indeed a little weak, and his waist hurts so much that he can't straighten up after doing such a little work.

After Song Baicai rinsed the mop, he heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door, it was Wang Huawei.

"Ah Bai, the soup is brewed, you can drink some and try it." Wang Huawei handed over a stainless steel iron basin, and the milky white soup with coriander floating in it was still steaming.

"Aunt Wei has worked hard, why are you here?"

Wang Huawei knew what Song Bai meant, and said with a smile: "The children are also tired, and Fu Cheng is making the bed. His friend lives with him, so I will send two extra quilts to Fu Cheng's room and let them tidy up casually." .”

Song Bai's expression froze. He felt that his expression at that time must have been very strange, like an evil villain, or a witch with a smile on his face. Jealousy, malice, and pain were intertwined and poured into his brain.

Song Bai lost his mind in an untimely way. A few months ago, Lu Fucheng changed his room to a bigger bed. Ren Hantao called himself that day, telling himself that sleeping with Lu Fucheng during the New Year's Eve would not be as crowded as before.

Xu Fei was the first person to sleep in Lu Fucheng's new bed.

Lu Fucheng is a decent and conservative person, but he can't bear the initiative to beg. Every time Song Bai crawls into his arms and wants to hug him, Lu Fucheng always refuses with red ears, and then he will be hot-headed before long. Bai pressed down under his body, almost crazily indulging in love and indulgence under the eyes of his parents.

As long as Song Bai thinks that Lu Fucheng will touch Xu Fei, he will feel pain like gouging out his heart.

Song Bai took the soup bowl and sent Wang Huawei away in a daze, put the soup in the refrigerator to keep warm, went back to the bedroom, put on a down jacket and went out.

Song Bai didn't go far, the winter night in the north was very cold, the cold wind whimpered and blew.From time to time, the grass rustled for a while, and then a wild cat jumped out like an afterimage, but it quickly disappeared.

Song Bai was sitting on the bench, the community was very quiet, and the few latecomers he saw occasionally rushed straight to the door.

Song Bai didn't know how long he had been sitting, his finger holding the cigarette was so cold that he lost consciousness, what happened in the past few days replayed in his mind over and over again, when he closed his eyes, he always felt that there were bursts of flashing lights. In the face, in the ear, the noisy trance voices scolded him with the most vicious words.

Cigarette butts had been scattered all over the floor under Song Bai's feet. Later, he retched and coughed for a while almost every time he took a puff of cigarette, but he still didn't want to stop. He was relying on this delusion of harm directly acting on his body Relieve the mental depression and mental torment a little bit.

A dazzling white light from the flashlight shot from far and near, as if looking for someone, the light was trembling and chaotic, Song Bai had no curiosity or fluctuations in his heart, he put on his coat and casually breathed out smoke rings.

Until the beam of flashlight hit Song Bai's face, the strong light made Song Bai unconsciously squint his eyes.

The light was quickly extinguished, and a person walked to Song Bai with heavy steps.

Lu Fucheng stared at Song Bai's clear and thin outline in the darkness, he was like a breathing corpse, not only speechless, even his eyelashes did not tremble.

"Are you here to look for me?" Song Bai asked, he had smoked too much this night, and his voice was horribly rough and hoarse.

Song Bai looked at the cigarette in his hand, smiled like a broken can, and then took another puff in front of Lu Fucheng.

The dark blue-gray smoke was carried by the north wind and thinly covered Lu Fucheng's face.

Lu Fucheng's body trembled slightly, and he held his breath in his chest, so suffocated that he couldn't speak.He raised his right hand and forcibly tore off the glove of his left hand and threw it on the ground, then stretched out his left hand while Song Bai's eyes gradually turned fearful, and strangled Song Bai's cigarette butt.

Song Bai was shocked, his lips were trembling, trying to say something.

Lu Fucheng didn't give him a chance to speak, he raised his right hand and slapped Song Bai hard.

The "brother" in Song Bai's mouth was quietly shattered in that crisp slap.