Beginning without end

Chapter 103

In the past, Song Bai was often scolded by Song Huafeng. He seemed to never be able to meet Song Huafeng's requirements, but at that time he would always understand Song Huafeng, yes, he was stupid, and he couldn't do mathematics that almost all the students in Song Huafeng's top class knew. The last big question, he will only be interested in cooking and cute snacks like a little girl, no matter how well-behaved he is, even if all the elders love him, but in Song Huafeng's eyes, he will always be a cute little girl Advantage negates the utter failure of his education.

But Song Bai felt that his expectations for Song Huafeng were not high, even if he casually asked himself how he became like this before reprimanding him, that would be fine.Song Bai spent many days outside pinching his fingers. He temporarily paralyzed his brain with nicotine, and endured so as not to hurt himself. Facing Ji Suiyun who was so angry, he was unwilling to call his parents to tell him no. Call home.

Song Bai looked at Song Huafeng, he had never been so unnecessarily calm, he still said: "I don't think this is a mistake that can make you completely deny me when you go online."

Song Huafeng raised his hand high, and when he was about to fall, Ren Hantao stopped him vigorously: "Can't you calm down after the Chinese New Year?! When the child is old, you still can't stop doing things like raising your hand, kicking your foot, and kicking!"

"Abai, apologize to your father and say never again!"

Song Bai looked at Ren Hantao, and suddenly a soft place in his heart was prickled, he almost choked up: "Mom, I feel very uncomfortable, life is too difficult."

Ren Hantao stopped the furious Song Huafeng, and his first reaction was to ask Song Bai to apologize quickly and end the matter first. At this time, he didn't care about thinking about the strong negative emotions in Song's vernacular: "What's wrong with you? Protecting you, I did not lose your food and drink at home, even though I did not think much about letting you board at the beginning, but can you have the hard work of me and your father these years? You are so old and your father is angry, Abai , apologize quickly."

Song Bai was tired, so he didn't want to say a word anymore.He didn't listen, and turned back to his bedroom.

The door was closed and locked, no matter how Song Huafeng knocked and scolded him, he would not open it.

Song Bai buried his face in the pillow, breathing heavily, as if his head was held down and he was firmly submerged in the water.

He is really not a child anymore. If it was a few years ago, Song Huafeng beat him and scolded him, he could have cried at the top of his voice and called Lu Fucheng as if he had been tortured, but now that Lu Fucheng is not here, even if Lu Fucheng is here, the grievances and injuries he has suffered There is no way to tell anyone about the humiliation.

It's really hopeless that no one understands him.It's ridiculous to talk about it, and it's even possible that Ji Suiyun is the only one who can understand how difficult Song Bai is.

Song Bai didn't know how long he had been lying there, during which he heard Wang Huawei knocking on his door, followed by rustling voices, probably trying to persuade Song Huafeng not to get angry with the child, and then she left and became quiet again.

It was Ren Hantao who came to knock on Song Bai's bedroom door during meal time: "Ah Bai after dinner, it's Chinese New Year, don't make trouble."

Song Huafeng snorted coldly: "He likes to eat or not, his wings are hardened after being outside for a long time."

Song Bai didn't make a fuss, and he didn't want to make a fuss, his stomach convulsed uncomfortably: "Mom, I'm really not hungry."

Ren Hantao persuaded her for a few words, but finally said: "Then when you come out hungry, you can eat the meal as soon as it is hot."

Song Bai turned over and looked out the window, the sky was cloudy at night, but the temperature dropped but there was no wind, probably it was going to snow.

The compact residential buildings are very close to each other, and Song Bai can even see the bright red and purple lights hanging in the kitchen of the opposite residents, which dazzles the eyes.

The phone rang at this moment, Song Bai's dull mind took a while to get it, it was Ji Suiyun's phone.

One a day is already very frequent for the two of them.

"Hello?" Song Bai's voice was a little hoarse, revealing a gloomy tiredness.

Ji Suiyun asked softly, "Ah Bai, what are you doing?"

"In my bedroom, lying down for a while. What about you?"

The two of them seldom communicate with each other in such a calm and intimate way. Ji Suiyun seems very happy, and his usual low and steady voice seems to be cheerful: "I am still busy with work during the day, and I went to a leader in the afternoon. Played cards for a while."

Song Bai was silent for a long time before he said, "You are still so busy."

"I'm used to it. Are you okay at home? Don't forget to take your medicine."

"It may be my problem, which makes my parents unhappy during the New Year."

Ji Suiyun sensed that something was wrong with Song Bai, and asked cautiously, "Abai, what's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

Ji Suiyun's problem with love to ask questions still can't be changed, but the context and mentality have completely changed. At first it was sarcastic and disdainful, but now it has become a cautious flattery.

Song Bai is much weaker today than before, and his parents' ignorance hurt him a little bit more: "I had a fight with my father."

Song Bai's eyes were a little sour, his voice was vacant, and he couldn't hold back his sobs: "My dad found out that I learned to smoke. My mom asked me to apologize, and she said that I have nothing to be sad about."

This time the silent one became Ji Suiyun.

Song Bai's emotions were suppressed for too long, he finally couldn't hold back, and cried softly to the culprit: "But Ji Suiyun, I'm really, really sad, I don't want to admit my mistake, this time I really don't want to... ..."

Ji Suiyun said in a hoarse voice: "Ninny, don't cry, my heart will break when you cry..." If Song Bai was by his side now, he would definitely hug the child, pat him on the back, spend his whole life Tell him in the most gentle tone: "My daughter is not wrong at all, it is all my fault."

"Ji Suian came to play with the little tiger for a while in the afternoon. Aunt Fang told me that the little girl chased the little tiger and ran all over the living room, but the ground was too slippery. The little tiger didn't stand firmly when he turned a corner, so he fell out. Far away, Ji Suian is bad, he smiled and said, 'Is your brain out of whack?', but he just laughed, and he couldn't stand still, so he fell down again, hugging the little tiger and crying for a long time."

Song Bai's side was very quiet, only the slight sound of breathing came through the microphone.

"Ah Bai, I'm sorry, I can't say anything is funny." Ji Suiyun can't coax people, can't tell jokes, and will only send the first smiley face that comes with the mobile phone system when sending facial expressions.

Only then did Song Bai realize that Ji Suiyun's nonsensical words just now were to make him happy, and the unspeakable sourness in his heart began to surge again: "Ji Suiyun...it's okay, why do you need it?" tell jokes."

Ji Suiyun is not stupid this time: "But I have to learn to make you happy."

Song Bai's heart softened after all, he didn't remind Ji Suiyun again of the hurts that he couldn't forget, didn't say "no need" or "forget it", he sighed softly: "Thank you."

Ji Suiyun was obviously very happy, he didn't know that he could be so easy to coax, so he talked more, boldly said a few more words: "Ah Bai, your father is indeed a bit strict, but he should also be afraid You hurt your body, you are still young, smoking is really not a good thing. In fact, every time I see you smoking, I feel distressed. If you can’t quit, it’s good to smoke less.”

Song Bai was inexplicably dazed. Ji Suiyun's words sounded like what Lu Fucheng would say, but he was more cautious and humble than Lu Fucheng.After all, if it was Lu Fucheng, Song Bai himself would panic, even if Lu Fucheng was not willing to criticize him too much, but when it comes to things that hurt him, Lu Fucheng would always force Song Bai with a cold face to promise that there would be no next time.

Song Bai quickly came back to his senses and responded.

In fact, Ji Suiyun wanted to say a few more words to Song Bai, but looked at his watch, it was a bit late: "Go to bed early, don't forget to take your medicine, I won't bother you anymore."

Song Bai said: "Okay, you also go to bed early." He waited for the phone to hang up, but there was no movement on the other side, Song Bai couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and hung up the phone first.

When Song Bai left the bedroom door the next morning, Song Huafeng was already sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a book.He obviously calmed down a lot, and he probably thought about it for a long time at night.

"Dad." Song Bai greeted him.

Song Huafeng looked at him indifferently, straight to the point as always: "Can't quit or don't want to quit?"

"It's all..." Song Bai told the truth.

Song Huafeng sighed deeply: "Then smoke less from now on."

Song Bai was stunned, his father had never backed down, he never expected Song Huafeng to back down.

"Okay, thank you." Song Bai sat on the other side of the sofa, quietly watching the morning news.

At this time, Ren Hantao also bought breakfast and came back. She guessed that she had reached a consensus with Song Huafeng last night, and treated it as if nothing happened today, and didn't mention yesterday's incident at all.

Song Bai relaxed a little, ate and took medicine on time, and went to Lu Fucheng's house to stay for a while when he was free.

The kitten Wang Huawei picked up is already three months old. The lanugo of the little native cat has not been cleaned, and it doesn't feel very good to the touch, but it will be fine when it grows up.The kitten has already seen the talent of the orange breed for the first time, and it eats a lot. It steals dog food every day to give itself extra meals, and often lies on its back with a bulging belly for Song Bai to touch.

Song Bai liked it very much, and took time to find some balls of thread left over from previous use, planning to weave a small bib for the kitten.

The things sent by Ji Suiyun arrived the next day, and Wang Huawei was quite surprised: "I called Fu Cheng these two days and I didn't hear anything from him."

Song Bai smiled and said: "Isn't Cheng Cheng always like this, he doesn't say anything."

Wang Huawei also smiled: "It's true, call him at night, this kid really doesn't know how to care about money, just look at how expensive this big box is."

Song Bai continued to speak, his heart began to panic.It often takes many lies to complete a lie. He has no choice but to send Lu Fucheng a WeChat message.

"Brother Cheng, if Auntie asks you, just say that you sent those things to her, and don't miss out."

Lu Fucheng has already started to work in the first day of junior high school, but before he was busy with work, he worked in a place similar to an intermediary. The division of positions was not detailed, and there were various jobs here and there, like the team leader when he was not busy now. Just arrange for him to distribute leaflets near the small advertising space in the mall.

Xu Fei sat at the Starbucks in the shopping mall by the window and watched him for most of the day without moving. His eyes often fell on the glove of Lu Fucheng's right hand. Thinking of the injury inside, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

Xu Fei still didn't know how to face him.He asked someone to inquire about Song Bai these days, and pieced together more or less scattered information, and he probably had a prototype.

Not long before meeting Lu Fucheng, there was a period of time when Lu Fucheng's luck was extremely bad. The project he was in charge of was framed and replaced with low-quality and cheap paint, and then he was taken away for investigation on suspicion of accounting problems, and then suddenly reversed. Everything seemed to be an oolong, and then still Inexplicably got a government-level project and was transferred to Harbin for two months.

Coincidentally, the one who framed Lu Fucheng was Feng Zhengqi, the little man who played Song Bai with Ji Suiyun.

Xu Fei didn't know how to face Lu Fucheng these days. He couldn't tell Lu Fucheng what he knew. It was partly because he didn't want Lu Fucheng to go back to Song Bai again. Besides, Lu Fucheng misunderstood that Song Bai was doing well. It's safest to say.

Xu Fei knew how much Lu Fucheng loved Song Bai, and if he was told about those disgusting things, he would definitely try to ask Ji Suiyun for an explanation.But when Lu Fucheng meets that kind of person, he will definitely suffer a lot.To put it bluntly, even if a small designer like Lu Fucheng was sunk, not many people would care.

There are not many flyers left in Lu Fucheng's hand. He is good-looking, even if he is not as proactive as other salesmen, there are still many shopping girls who come all the way to get one.

The special receiving ringtone set on the mobile phone rang a few times, Lu Fucheng changed the leaflet in his hand to his right hand, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

He read Song Baifa's WeChat for a while, although he was a little puzzled, but Lu Fucheng didn't reply, but just wrote it down in his heart.

When Wang Huawei was about to get off work, Lu Fucheng thought of Song Bai's WeChat, and he had some confidence: "Mom?"

"Fu Cheng, are you busy?"

"I'm not busy, tell me what you want."

"Mom received what you sent. You child, although you have earned money, you still have to save it for yourself. The house price is so expensive now."

Lu Fucheng didn't refute, but said vaguely: "You can use it." He thought it was Song Bai's gift, but he just made an excuse for himself, because the two of them are together and the parents of the two families can still relax.

"I can't use such good things. Tea and bird's nest are fine. I looked for the imperial concubine bracelet. They said that such transparent ice would cost 10,000+ even in the Burmese market."

Lu Fucheng was so cold that he wanted to shiver.Lu Fucheng didn't even realize what he said next. After he hung up the phone, he sat down on the steps by the side of the road as if exhausted.

Lu Fucheng wanted to cry for a while and laugh for a while, he felt like a joke.His mother received a gift from his rival in love, and his baby let him pretend that it was from him, what is this?After all, Lu Fucheng knew Song Bai well, and he could guess that Song Bai might have good intentions, but the child still couldn't think too much about it. Unexpectedly, this approach was like a demon mirror, showing Lu Fucheng's humbleness and abjection, making Lu Fucheng's bloody image peeled off, It hurts to face the wind.

After Song Bai sent Lu Fucheng a WeChat message, he finally came to his senses. He thought about this matter too simply. What would Lu Fucheng think?Song Bai didn't dare to imagine.

But there is no other way.Song Bai resisted not thinking so much, and did more things to numb himself.He has already finished half of the bib weaving for the kitten, so he usually makes some snacks.

At noon this day, Song Bai made an oven cookie, and unconsciously put a lot of raisins and almonds in it.With some inexplicable thoughts, he posted the photo on Moments, setting it so that only Lu Fucheng could see it.

After posting, Song Bai swiped his phone to distract himself, and suddenly received a reminder of a like, which was Lu Fucheng, but the like was gone when he clicked on it.

Song Bai's eyes were sore, Lu Fucheng had always been paying attention to him, but this time it was exposed.

Song Bai began to frequently post to the circle of friends that only Lu Fucheng could see, saying a lot of miscellaneous things, or directly posting a picture, but Lu Fucheng never liked it again.

It snowed heavily in the third day of junior high school, and it was white. Only in the morning, the snow was two to three centimeters thick. Large flakes of snowflakes flew obliquely like feathers and hit the windows, and the visible range was only a few meters.

Song Bai likes rainy and snowy days, especially when it snows. He is greedy for coolness and always drags Lu Fucheng out to build snowmen. When he beats Lu Fucheng with snow balls, Lu Fucheng never fights back. When he has had enough fun, he goes home to wash up together. A hot bath and then the cat into the bed.Being intimate under the eyes of parents is a bit exciting, Lu Fucheng always refuses, Song Bai wants to make trouble, and in the end it is Lu Fucheng who washes the sheets, with the excuse of always spilling Coke on the bed.

On a snowy day, I had hot pot for dinner, Ren Hantao bought a lot of fruit and came back, but there were no cherries.Song Bai's favorite thing was only bought by Lu Fucheng.

It's not that Ren Hantao forgot, it's just because it's a bit expensive, and after a few days, she will buy many cheap ones for Song Bai to satisfy his gluttony.

Ren Hantao likes to bluff and urge to eat the most. Even though the water has not boiled, she can't wait to drag Song Bai to the chair and press him firmly.When Song Bai took a photo and posted it on Moments, he was called out several times. He quickly typed "no cherries", and then added photos of hot pot and fruit.

When Song Bai finished packing the bowl and came back to look at it, he realized that he just forgot to set it so that only one person can see it.

Song Bai deleted the post in frustration, and ate absent-mindedly.

It was snowing harder and harder at night, and after finishing clearing the bowls, there was a knock on the door.

Song Bai opened the door and saw that it was a delivery boy: "The fruit you ordered."

Song Bai was slightly taken aback.

The little brother confirmed it again: "The surname is Lu, and the ending number is 0181?"

Song Bai took the bag, which contained neatly sized imported cherries.

Song Bai almost couldn't hold back his tears.

Where he can't see, someone loves him so hard.Song Bai suddenly wanted to slap himself, he was too selfish.

Knowing that Lu Fucheng loves him, but unable to leave Ji Suiyun, Lu Fucheng, who still wants to tease him, is always concerned.This approach is disgusting.

Song Huafeng turned his head to look at this moment: "Who is it?"

Song Bai closed the door and walked into the kitchen with heavy steps to wash the fruit: "Chengcheng ordered takeaway and delivered cherries."

"Brother Cheng really spoils you." Ren Hantao said.

Song Bai washed the fruit and took it to the living room. Song Huafeng didn't like to eat too sweet things, Ren Hantao didn't eat much, Song Bai only ate one, those memories flooded back, Song Bai had no power to resist, so he never I can't eat anymore.

Even if Ji Suiyun never did those bad things, even if he treats Song Bai as he is now, it is absolutely impossible for Song Bai to be with him.

Song Bai loves Lu Fucheng just as Lu Fucheng loves him.

Song Bai loves Wutong because of the short story he read with Lu Fucheng.Song Bai loves sweets because Lu Fucheng would feed him one as a coax every time he was sick and after love.Song Bai slept honestly because the bed in the house Lu Fucheng rented when he was in school was only a little big, and if he didn't sleep honestly, Lu Fucheng would have to work hard.

All of Song Bai's preferences and habits are related to Lu Fucheng, dense as a spider web, how could Ji Suiyun get in?

Song Bai stood by the bed smoking a cigarette at night, he opened the window a small gap in order to diffuse the smell, and the cold wind poured in instantly, freezing his fingertips to the point of freezing.

The phone rang again, and the person who called at this time was probably Ji Suiyun.

Song Bai was a little tired of coping, but at most he could only say a few words, and he could barely do it.

"Ah Bai." Ji Suiyun said softly, "What are you doing?"

"Wandering."

Ji Suiyun chuckled lightly: "It's snowing!"

Song Bai couldn't react for a while: "Is it snowing in Shanghai too?"

"No, it's impossible for Shanghai to have such a heavy snow." Ji Suiyun's voice was full of uncontrollable joy and anticipation: "Ninny, come downstairs."

Song Bai was stunned.

"Wear thicker, come down quickly."

Song Bai hung up the phone and lay down by the window to look out, but it was too dark to see anything.

He was wrapped in a down jacket and a scarf.Both parents went back to the bedroom, Song Bai opened the door softly and walked out.

The snow outside the house is already very deep, and the footprints stepped on by pedestrians in the afternoon have been covered by snow, leaving only a small shallow mark.Song Bai wore indoor winter cotton shoes with wrapped feet, and the soles of his shoes got wet after walking a few steps.

At this time, he finally saw through the low visibility wind and snow a few meters away, a tall man holding a huge black umbrella under the street lamp.

Ji Suiyun looked at Song Bai with a smile, with a gentle smile in his eyes that could penetrate the cold wind and melt ice and snow: "Ah Bai."

Ji Suiyun was wearing a thick furry long coat. The soft and dense black fur collar gently caressed Ji Suiyun's sharp cheeks. There were still a few snowflakes on them, and Ji Suiyun was holding a black umbrella His deerskin gloves looked stiff from the cold, and it looked like he had been standing for a long time.

"Why are you here?" Song Bai walked over quickly.

Fortunately, there was only panic and doubt in his eyes, not much vigilance and resentment.Ji Suiyun thought so.

When the two were still a few steps away, Ji Suiyun suddenly reached out and pulled Song Bai into his arms, and hugged him tightly: "On business, let's take a look at you."

Song Bai didn't believe it, how could it be possible for Ji Suiyun to come all the way and take a look at his business.

Ji Suiyun smiled and pointed to the side, and there was a red flag car parked not far away: "Look, the bus."

"It's late at night, you don't think it's cold." Song Bai didn't go to ask Ji Suiyun's so-called "official business".

"I'll leave later. I'll bring you something. After you take it, go home quickly. Don't freeze."

Ji Suiyun handed the umbrella to Song Bai to protect him from the wind and snow, and went to the car by himself and took out something from the back seat.

Ji Suiyun came back quickly and handed the bag to Song Bai.

"I washed the cherries and strawberries."