Long river

It was rare for Jiang Lu to quietly listen to him finish the abbreviated version of his first love story. After thinking for a while, he said: "To put it bluntly, isn't it because he abandoned you for money? You have to think about it. No matter what reason he has, there is If the first time is not sure, there will be a second time.”

"No." Song Xingke glanced at him and continued to work with his head down.

Song Xingke knew the situation of Cen Li's family, if the money could really save his grandma's life, Song Xingke felt that he had no position to blame him.

He was just disappointed by Cen Li's distrust.But in the final analysis, it was still too young at that time, neither he nor Cen Li had a standard template for dealing with emotional problems, and stumbled and became what they are now.

The 17-year-old Song Xingke is unwilling to understand Cen Li's thoughts. He plays the role of Louis XIV in love on his own. He only wants to draw Cen Li into his own world, but he does not want to take a step closer to Cen Li's life. Therefore, Cen Li would not be willing to be honest with him.

Song Xingke only regarded himself as his own fault, ignored Jiang Lv's chatter, and kicked him out.

The weather in late autumn was getting colder and colder. When Cen Li came home from get off work, he bought a few eustoma sprigs and put them in the vase in front of grandma's portrait.

The old lady loves beauty.

Even when you are sick, you should keep it clean, spread floral tablecloths on the dining table, and keep delicate flowers in the vases.

After she left, Cen Li didn't change any habits, but he couldn't imitate the old lady's meticulous flower arrangement, so he could only throw the branches into the bottle carelessly.

He doesn't like cooking very much, and eating alone always feels boring.

The old lady used to praise him for the delicious food, and she sighed with a smile, who is so lucky to spend a lifetime with us in Xiaoli.

Cen Li thought indifferently, no one is so lucky.

He put the packed meal into the microwave, only to see an unread message on his phone, which was sent by Song Xingke, asking him if he had eaten.

Ever since they met in the hospital, Song Xingke pestered him for his cell phone number, and since then Cen Li's messages have not stopped.

Most of what he said was nonsense. Mr. Song Xingke asked him if he had eaten, slept, and woke up.The question made Cen Li think that he had just graduated from kindergarten this year.

Cen Li, a child in the top class of the kindergarten, didn't know what to say to his parents, so he could only continue the pattern of asking and answering with them.

Cen Li didn't know Song Xingke's intentions, and he still refused to believe that Song Xingke really liked him so much.

What was there to like about him?He was cold and boring, and apart from a better looking face, he couldn't pick out any good points.Perhaps because he was not reconciled, he guessed wildly in a low voice.

Maybe because he didn't reply for a long time, Song Xingke called.

Cen Li hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up.

Song Xingke asked: "Why didn't you reply to the message?"

"I didn't see it." Cen Li explained.

"Are you at home now? Have you eaten?" Song Xingke asked two questions in succession.

Cen Li had no choice but to answer one by one: "At home, ready to eat."

Seemingly thinking that it was amusing for him to answer questions obediently, Song Xingke smiled softly on the other end of the phone.

Cen Li was about to take out the food from the microwave oven, when he heard his laughter, his heart beat wildly, so he reached out and picked up the plate absent-mindedly.

The ear-piercing crackling sound suddenly sounded, Song Xingke sat up straight on the other end of the phone, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong?"

Cen Li stared blankly at his reddened fingertips, the plate was torn apart, broken porcelain pieces were scattered everywhere, and the food dripped all over the floor.

He knelt down, touched the biggest piece, and then said after a pause: "It's okay, the plate was hit."

Song Xingke breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't pick it up with your hands, go and clean it up..."

"Song Xingke." Cen Li closed his eyes, irritability and annoyance surrounded him from all directions, making him wonder if he should refuse Song Xingke's approach from the very beginning, "I know what to do."

Song Xingke also paused, and smiled nonchalantly: "Yes, you are already 24."

"What are you going to do?" Cen Li stared at the mess in front of him—it was very similar to his life, "I'm a liar, you don't avoid me at this time, and you get so close, Song Xingke, are you stupid?"

He lowered his voice and barely managed to maintain his voice.Song Xingke was silent for a moment, and said, "Cen Li, I can't let you go."

"You're so weird, you used to be weird." Cen Li took advantage of the situation and sat down on the ground, leaning against the cabinet, "If you insist on provoking me, you won't be able to drive me away."

"I'm not as weird as you." Song Xingke laughed, "You're the strangest one in our school. No one pays attention to you. You're so good-looking. You recruit rivals for me every day."

"Don't you blame me?" Cen Li asked.

Song Xingke didn't speak, and after a while, he said, "I don't blame you, I want to start from the beginning with you."

"It's so easy." Cen Li smiled, "You are so good, why did you have to be tricked by me?"

"Then are you willing to lie to me?" Song Xingke said, "Cen Li, I want to chase you again, is that okay?"

"No." Cen Li's heart was about to explode, but he could only laugh mockingly and said, "Song Xingke, can your mother accept you being with me?"

"She knows." Cen Li felt that Song Xingke's voice was urgent, "I haven't been with anyone in these years except you."

"Besides, it doesn't matter whether she accepts it or not." He said, "She bought me back from you with a sum of money back then, but I'm not a commodity. I left my heart with you, Cen Li, I Now give it to you, do you want it?"

Cen Li was almost bewildered by his words, and after forcing himself to calm down, he pondered over his words carefully, frowned and asked, "No...what did you say? What money? I didn't take any money from her." .”

Song Xingke was also stunned: "Isn't it the money from her? Then the money for you to transfer schools and give your grandma medical treatment..."

"I sold my family's house." Cen Li's heart froze instantly, he felt cold all over his body, and his blood vessels seemed to have frozen scum.

It was already dark outside, and the light was dimly reflected on his pale face, and he almost trembled, "Your mother, is that how you tell me about me?"

"Wait! Cen Li!" Song Xingke heard that something was wrong with Cen Li, and he said eagerly: "I really don't know!"

"In your eyes, am I the one who throws away my feelings and throws you away just because of money?" Cen Li asked softly, "Song Xingke, how much are you worth? How much is our love worth? Just trust me so Sell ​​it with a marked price?"

Song Xingke wanted to say something else, but Cen Li had already hung up the phone. Hearing the busy tone from the phone, his face darkened.

Cen Li sat on the ground without moving for a long time, he felt as embarrassed as the broken porcelain plates and meals on the ground.

The big clock in the living room rang again abruptly, Cen Li stood up slowly amidst the ringing.

The bell rang seven times, and every sound seemed to press on Cen Li's shoulders, making him unable to straighten up.

By Song Xingke's side, he couldn't straighten his waist all the time.He is not angry, but just feels an unspeakable humiliation, because he is humble and small, so he can only let others arrange himself into that appearance in front of Song Xingke.

But his love for Song Xingke is real.Lin Yuan wanted to give him money, but he pushed it back without saying a word, gritted his teeth and sold the family house at a discount.He asked himself that he had never been sorry to anyone, Lin Yuan shouldn't let Song Xingke think that his love is dirty and despicable.

Cen Li couldn't help but think about what kind of person he had become in Song Xingke's eyes during these six years.After taking money from his mother, he disappeared.

Then he really loves him enough, Cen Li actually wants to laugh, he is still willing to be with him like this.

Lisianthus also lowered her head listlessly, and Cen Li walked up to the photo of the old lady and stood there quietly for a while.

"You're wrong." After a while, he turned his head and said to himself, "Everything will only get worse."