The male partner who never gives up treatment

This day passed while Bai Su was trembling. When the setting sun was completely hidden behind the horizon, he wiped his insubstantial forehead with lingering fear. Taking advantage of the convenience of night activities and his body's strength, he hurried I picked some tomatoes, and dug out a few rusty copper basins from the corners. After washing, I used them to store water. I picked up soft hay like swallows in their mouths, and made small beds.

In the end, I simply tore off a few clean curtains, washed them several times, and tore them into squares of similar size, saving them for baby diapers.

All in all, Bai Su's heart was broken because of this child.

But despite this, the most important dietary problem has not been resolved. Bai Su can not eat, but the baby must not go hungry.

Probably because he slept too much during the day, but he didn't feel sleepy at night. The child was lying on the makeshift bed brightly, waving his arms from time to time.

Bai Su was walking not far from him, thinking about the survival plan of the two of them in his mind, but saw the moonlight above his head suddenly brighten, and then returned to its original state in a flash, while Bai Su's tired spirit was lifted.

"Shouldn't this be a coincidence?" Bai Su raised his head, looked thoughtfully at the beautiful bright moon in the dark midnight, and murmured, "Could this be the so-called essence of the sun and the moon?" I always felt that I had discovered something extraordinary. Well, however, Bai Su's current soul itself also has many secrets.

Now that he realizes that the moonlight is beneficial and harmless to him, Bai Su will naturally not miss this opportunity. Every night, he sits quietly on a thick and big acacia tree in the courtyard, closes his eyes and meditates, feeling the moonlight falling on himself, as if Inject a warm current, slowly flowing through the whole body, and gradually generate strength in the limbs and bones.

After persisting like this for a few days, Bai Su obviously felt that he had become more discerning and quicker in action, and the influence of night on his vision was also weakened.

Bai Su was very excited about this, and that night he tried to hit a bird's nest on a poplar tree near the courtyard wall with stones. Bird eggs, steamed into custard, mashed and fed to the abandoned baby, can be regarded as an extra meal.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know your name." Bai Su leaned on her chin and looked at the baby with great interest, "We will live together for a long time, so we must have a decent name. What's good, Zhuzi? Little tiger? Dog egg?... Hey, it doesn't sound too good..."

"Huh, there is." Bai Su saw the little baby hugging a carved wooden boat and seemed to like it very much, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he said with a smile, "Why don't we call it Xiaozhou."

As for the name, well, Bai Su is still very self-aware, so he might as well wait until the child grows up and let him get it himself.

After getting along for a long time, Bai Su gradually understood why such a delicate and lovely child was discarded, because he was too quiet, not at all like a normal baby, except when he was very hungry or had physical problems that needed to be solved. Besides, at other times the boat will not make any sound at all.

Sometimes, when Bai Su looks back at Xiao Zhou suddenly, he will see him sitting there quietly, his dark eyes are clear and flawless, like a beautiful doll, lifeless, a little scary.

About half a month ago, a wounded ewe rushed into the solitary house in a panic. The ewes were trapped, and then they were milked regularly, and then fed to the boat after being boiled.

Probably because the nutrition of goat milk is indeed rich, Xiaozhou's skin became more tender after drinking it, and his face also got two touches of blush. After using it for less than a month, he was able to sit up steadily. I killed him several times.

Bai Su has never read books on parenting, and he doesn't know the child's growth process, otherwise he would know how unnatural such a thing is for a child who is only three to five months old.

With the passage of time, Xiao Zhou grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with this was his growing appetite.

Fortunately, Bai Su also unknowingly increased his physical strength through hard work every night. In order to prevent Xiao Zhou from starving, he managed to attract a few chickens and ducks, and kept them in the backyard as Xiao Zhou's food reserve.

Because he is afraid of the sun, Bai Su usually hides at night and goes out at night. He has also developed the same biological clock when the boat is carried by him. When the sun rises, the two of them will retreat into the room, and Bai Su will condense into a solid body. , tirelessly teaching Xiaozhou to speak.

"Dad, call him Dad..." Bai Su deliberately played tricks, he felt that taking care of Xiao Zhou so meticulously was actually almost the same as raising a son.

Xiao Zhou smashed his mouth: "Yeah..."

"Hey, call Dad."

"Yeah..."

Bai Su was angry, and reached out to poke Xiao Zhou's tender cheek, "Boy, is it so difficult to call me Dad? Do you have to call me Mom to make you happy?!"

Xiao Zhou opened his watery eyes and looked at him innocently. After a while, he squirmed his pink lips and said inarticulately, "Ma Ma."

Fog Grass!What did I hear?

Bai Su looked at Xiaozhou in disbelief, and said cheerfully, "That's great, I finally learned to call people...Wait, who is your mother, brat, I'm a man, you should call me Dad!"

However, it is obviously useless to reason with an ignorant baby. Xiao Zhou doesn't care about Bai Su who is out of breath, as if he found a new toy, and keeps yelling Ma Ma Ma Ma, no matter how Bai Su coaxes him. Change your mouth, very stubborn.

Time flies, time flies, and it is more than a year later.

The baby who looked like a dough ball grew up gradually, and his figure grew a bit longer. He was wearing a goose-yellow jumpsuit that Bai Su hooked from a nearby garbage station with bamboo sticks, very much like a silkworm baby.

Xiao Zhou is almost two years old. Thankfully, under such conditions of lack of food and clothing, he has grown up vigorously. His small body is very healthy and he has almost never been sick.

Just because it has been in a closed environment, has never been in contact with outsiders, and is often accompanied by ewes, chickens, ducks, sparrows and other birds and beasts, Xiaozhou has always been isolated from human society. On the contrary, he couldn't say a few words, even if Bai Suxia painstakingly corrected him, Xiao Zhou still didn't completely get rid of those bad habits, and often crawled all over the room on all fours.

After the spring passed, the sun's rays became more and more intense. Bai Su didn't dare to go out during the day, so he could only hide in the house to sleep. Finally, when it was dark, he opened his eyes and saw, hey, the boat was gone!

Bai Su jumped out of the sandalwood box in shock, looking for him all over the yard, wondering if this brat crawled outside to play, right?If this is the case, it will be difficult, and I will not be able to get out.

Just when Bai Su was running around in a hurry, there was a sudden movement in the chicken shed at the corner of the courtyard wall, and several old hens were yelling one after another, making people feel very headache.

Suspiciously, Bai Su floated over and lowered his eyes to see that the boat was nestling happily inside, the posture was exactly the same as that of the old hen laying eggs beside him, it couldn't be more standard!

Xiao Zhou occupied the magpie's nest openly and aboveboard, and seemed to be very satisfied with this new home. When he noticed Bai Su's gaze, he smiled at him foolishly, and while patting the hay with his lotus-like arms, he shouted excitedly : "Mama, Mama!"

Bai Su's face is full of lovelessness, and his life is young, Xiao Zhou doesn't think he is the same kind as an old hen, does he?

Thinking about it this way, Bai Su's whole ghost is going to be bad, so he quickly called him out, took him back to his room, and tried to teach Xiao Zhou some common sense of life.

Although Bai Su taught with all his heart, he also knew that if he couldn't experience it himself, it would not have much effect on Xiaozhou if he just told him by ear. What's more, now that the Dragon Boat Festival is getting closer and the sun's power is getting stronger, Bai Su often feels Lack of energy, it is difficult to take care of him all the time.

However, no matter how Bai Su avoids his fear, the day of Dragon Boat Festival has come.

From the moment the sun rose, Bai Su felt needle-like pain all over his body, his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't exert any strength. His body, which used to be light and weightless, became heavy, as if being driven by an invisible force. Attracting, it will disappear into the world at any time.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhou's five senses have always been very sharp, and he is also smart and sensible. He vaguely realizes that Bai Su is uncomfortable, so he stays obediently by his side, and from time to time utters a few monosyllables with unclear meanings, reminding Bai Su not to fall asleep.

During this day, time seemed to pass very slowly, every minute and every second was infinitely elongated. When it was approaching noon, Bai Su's soul body gradually changed from milky white to transparent. Seeing this change, Xiao Zhou was terrified. Ahh out loud.

Bai Su tried his best to hold on, and was about to open his mouth to calm down the small boat, when the vermilion-painted door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps.

Under the scorching sun, a woman in a taro purple suit walked in. She was wearing delicate makeup, her facial features were beautifully and sharply depicted, and she was carrying a leather bag that was worth a lot just by looking at the logo. He followed her closely and held up the parasol intimately.

This noble woman seemed out of place in the dilapidated and barren courtyard.

"Is this the place?" the woman asked without turning her head.

Another shriveled and thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks nodded repeatedly, and said with a flattering smile: "Yes, yes, it is here, there is absolutely no mistake."

There was undisguised disdain in the woman's beautiful eyes, she covered her nose with her hands, and lowered the corners of her mouth in disgust, "It's been more than a year, so I can't die here already."

The skinny man spoke mandarin with a strong local accent, tried his best to look regretful, nodded and said: "No, it's really a crime, after all, he is a real person!"

The woman waved her hand impatiently, "Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and look for it, it's fine if there's nothing alive or dead."

The bodyguard and the thin man responded in unison, and immediately split up and searched the yard carefully. The daily necessities carefully hidden by Bai Su were finally discovered by the two, and the obscene man said repeatedly: "Tsk tsk, What kind of junk is this? Could it be the old den of some homeless man? You are so courageous, I heard from the old man at home that this place is haunted..."

The bodyguard in black gave him a sideways look, and said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense and do things quickly."

The skinny man smiled flatteringly: "Excuse me, forgive me, in order to do a little favor for the nobleman, I rushed back from another place overnight, and I really couldn't bear it."

The beautiful woman with wine-red wavy hair stood in the courtyard, watching the two of them busy with cold eyes, and couldn't help feeling very irritable when she heard the thin man's endless babbling. walked over.

With a light kick from the toes, the door panel that was already crumbling opened in response, and the bright sunlight swarmed in, scrambling to squeeze into the room. At that moment, Bai Su felt as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart, and he groaned in pain With a sound, the soul body faded uncontrollably, quickly turned into a wisp of smoke, and escaped into the sandalwood box carved with broken plum blossoms, losing all perception of the outside world.

Xiao Zhou sat on the futon, staring blankly at the empty chairs, blinked his eyes a few times in confusion, and fell silent for a moment. Said: "Mama..."

Xiao Zhou couldn't understand why Bai Su, who had always been caring for him, didn't even say hello this time, and suddenly disappeared. He propped himself on the ground with his two immature palms, trying to crawl over to find out.

At this moment, Yin Shiya noticed the existence of Xiao Zhou with sharp eyes. She covered her delicate and ruddy lips, exclaimed in a small voice, and muttered: "Whose child is this, why are you here?"

Yin Shiya has never had the patience to deal with children, and she had to order the bodyguards to take her away after she finished speaking, but her eyes fell on Xiaozhou's outstanding appearance inadvertently, and something flashed in her mind, like a thunderbolt, which shocked her again I'm happy again, and I'm very anxious.

Suppressing her excitement, Yin Shiya walked quickly to Xiaozhou, squatted down, and took a good look at it. Finally, she took out her mobile phone, searched for an old photo, held it up to her, and carefully compared it for a long time. , said in an unsteady voice: "Like, it's too similar..."

The bodyguard and the skinny man also ran over when they heard the movement. They were very surprised when they saw the child, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

Yin Shiya usually pays attention to maintenance, and she never forgets to dress up carefully no matter when and where, and her body smells even stronger. The child's nose is relatively delicate, and she keeps sneezing because of it. Looking like a puppy, he bared his teeth at a few uninvited guests, like a wild beast whose territory had been violated, displeasure was written on every pore of his body.

He hates these people!As soon as they came, Ma Ma disappeared, and Xiao Zhou stared at Yin Shiya fiercely.

The bodyguard in black was obviously much calmer than Yin Shiya. He frowned with thick black eyebrows, and said in a muffled voice: "If it's really Xiao Shao... that bastard, it's been so long, he is How did you survive?"

Hearing what he said, Yin Shiya finally calmed down a little after being stunned by the huge unexpected joy. She stroked her slender nails, looked at the thin man with a sneer and said, "Zhang Hunzi, how do you explain it?"

Zhang Hunzi was dripping with cold sweat, wiped his forehead in a panic, and talked nonsense with his small cloudy eyes: "Just now, brother Li and I found many traces of life, it may be that the homeless people nearby are full of sympathy and raised this child for a while... ..."

"I hope so." Yin Shiya replied lightly, not knowing whether she believed it or not.

Yin Shiya originally thought that the child born to Zhang Min was dead, and she came here just to find his bones, so that Song Xiuming could give up, but she did not expect that the child was still alive. Although Yin Shiya felt a little unhappy, she also knew that if he was there , the Zhang family is also easier to submit.

"Forget it." Yin Shiya smiled gloomyly, turned her head to the bodyguard and said, "It doesn't matter who raised him, since it's a good thing to be alive, you hold this child, we will leave here immediately, as for you..."

She looked at Zhang Hunzi and smiled slightly, "Stay here to deal with the aftermath and solve all the troubles, otherwise, I promise you will become a human stick with no hands or feet."

The bodyguard in black went to hug the child on the ground as he said, but saw the other party showing a few white teeth at him, trying to look like a threat. The bodyguard cursed secretly for the little thing who didn't know the height of the sky, and stretched out his hand to lift him up.

Seeing these people leave for a long time, Xiao Zhou was completely irritated. He straightened his neck and opened his mouth to bite his wrist. Come off and spit blood.

"Useless trash." Yin Shiya secretly said that she would beg her father to replace her with useful people when she went back, and got into the car without looking back, and said to the driver: "Let's go."

The bodyguard immediately hugged Xiao Zhou who was in a semi-conscious state, and quickly followed him regardless of his struggle.

The well-behaved car whined and sped away.

"What!" Zhang Hunzi was dissatisfied, and spat viciously at the backs of the few people leaving, and scolded: "Fuck! I really think I am a famous lady, I bother!"

When he came back to his senses, thinking of Yin Shiya's order just now, Zhang Hunzi couldn't help kicking the stone irritably.In the final analysis, he was still greedy for money. If he hadn't thought that Yin Shiya would be considered married into a wealthy family, he would be able to help this time, and he would have made a fortune or two, but he didn't expect that money would be so easy to earn.

As the sun moved westward, the shadow of the acacia tree grew longer and longer, the heat dissipated, and day and night alternated again.

The box placed on the altar table in the main hall shook a few times invisibly, and after a while, the wooden cover was lifted, revealing a finger-wide gap, and a cloud of white mist escaped from it.

Bai Su narrowly escaped death, and was still very weak at this time, calling out in a low voice: "Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou, where are you?" The cold voice echoed in the room for a long time, but no one answered.

Eyelids twitched wildly, and Bai Su came outside in a flash. Looking at the messy and unrecognizable courtyard, he finally became frightened, and kept shouting: "Xiaozhou, Xiaozhou!"

The poultry and birds immersed in the dreamland were awakened one after another, jumping up and down, making a lot of noise, Bai Su was extremely flustered at this time, bent down, and carefully identified the traces on the ground inch by inch, following the stranger's footprints all the way. When he arrived at the gate, Bai Su wanted to take another step forward, but the cold moonlight was reflected by the gossip mirror, and hit him hard. He came down several times, even though he was full of unwillingness, he didn't dare to go one step further.

"Hey..." Bai Su fell on the ground, looking embarrassed, weeping softly, but his eyes were very dry and he couldn't shed any tears.

Judging from the current situation, Xiao Zhou seems to have been taken away by someone, but I don't know how the person who took him away will treat him as a parent and child?

Even though he doesn't want to admit it, Bai Su also knows that if Xiao Zhou can grow up with normal people, it will definitely be much better than the current life of living alone.

Having said that, after raising her for such a long time, I still feel very reluctant. After all, in this lonely house, only Xiaozhou can give Bai Su some comfort and warmth, and now even he is gone.

"Does this mean that I will be alone again in the future?" Bai Su smiled wryly, after a moment of silence, he said again: "Ah, no, it's a ghost."

Life is really lonely as snow.

Time flies, and it is three years later.

In a high-end villa in the city center, before night fell, all kinds of glazed lamps had already been lit, illuminating all the rooms as bright as day, and servants dressed in black and white uniforms came out one after another, holding trays in both hands , placed on the long dining table in turn, the carefully cooked meals are delicious and delicious, which attracts people's mouth watering.

Song Xiuming had just returned from the company, and he hadn't had time to change out of the dull black suit on his body. The high-end custom-made handmade leather shoes stepped on the shiny floor, leaving a series of anxious footsteps.

When he came to the hall, Song Xiuming stood still and let the servants serve him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Where is the young master?"

After Yin Shiya cleaned up, she stepped down the stairs, Wen Yan smiled and said: "Xiu Ming, you are too impatient, you have already sent someone to pick you up, and you will probably be there soon."

Song Xiuming washed his hands and face, his expression relaxed a lot, he sat on the top seat, laughed, and joked: "If you fight a bit, give me more sons, why am I so anxious about it?"

Yin Shiya's brows trembled when she heard this, and she hurriedly looked carefully at Song Xiuming's face, seeing that he was wiping his hands with a snow-white square scarf in his downcast eyes, and his breath was quite gentle, so he was slightly relieved, and deliberately changed the subject and said: " Knowing that Xiaozhou's child is coming back, I specially asked Mrs. Zhang to cook a few more dishes, all of which he likes to eat, Xiu Ming, can you see if there is anything else you want to add?"

Dozens of dishes, large and small, were placed on the dining table, all of which were colorful. Song Xiuming nodded in satisfaction: "Enough."

There was the sound of tires rubbing against the ground outside the door, and Yin Shiya's eyes filled with dark and obscure emotions, which disappeared in an instant. She smiled and said, "Here we are."

A young man with glasses came in, nodded, and said respectfully: "Sir, madam, the young master is back."

In fact, he didn't need to say much, Song Xiuming's eyes had already fallen on his son, he patted the seat on the left side, and beckoned: "Xiao Zhou, come here and sit beside Dad."

The five or six-year-old boy stood there silently, ignoring Song Xiuming's words, Yin Shiya smiled coldly in her heart, but pretended to be a loving mother on her face, and said gently: "Isn't Xiaozhou shy? Oh, boy How can you be like a little girl who doesn't see anyone all day long."

These words seem to be defending the boy, but they are actually just mocking him for being timid and shameless in the face of Song Xiuming. He is really slandering the boy in front of Song Xiuming.

Under the noise of the crowd, the little boy was a little impatient. He held a wooden boat in his arms without letting go, and sat on a chair far away from Yin Shiya and Song Xiuming without saying a word, with his head bowed. , I didn't speak for a long time.

For a while, the faces of the two people in the main seat were a little ugly, but in the end, Song Xiuming was used to the wind and rain, and had already practiced the ability to hide his emotions and anger, and smiled without changing his face: "Okay, I'm tired It's been a day, let's have dinner."

After the Song family claimed to be a famous family, the etiquette was cumbersome. Although it is now a new society, and there is no class distinction between people, the Song family still upholds the aristocratic style and has retained many ancestors. The customs handed down from generation to generation, pay attention to the rules of not talking when eating or sleeping, and it is rare for the dinner table to be clean for a while, which made Song Qingzhou's two frowning eyebrows finally relaxed.

The only bad thing was that in order to express their love, Song Xiuming and Yin Shiya kept adding vegetables to him, which made Song Qingzhou, who was always obsessed with cleanliness, almost unable to eat.

Because of the presence of Song Xiuming and Yin Shiya, Song Qingzhou didn't have much appetite, so he quickly put down his chopsticks, and when the few people were full, the servant brought some fruit and a few cups of greasy tea, and Song Xiuming opened his mouth slowly. Said: "Is Xiaozhou still used to staying in the hospital?"

Song Qingzhou nodded invisibly.

A wild species is a wild species, with no education at all. If it wasn't for him not being able to give birth to a son all the time, why bother keeping him here to be an eyesore? Yin Shiya cursed angrily, with a gentle and kind smile on her face, and said softly : "You child, why don't you say anything when Dad asks you something?"

However, no matter how the two coaxed and coaxed him, Song Qingzhou was like a gourd with its mouth sawn off, and he had never seen anyone more bored than him.

The two sides stalemate for more than ten minutes, Song Xiuming was a little discouraged, waved his hands and said: "No hurry, no hurry, Xiao Zhou has a bit of a temper, just wait until he is sensible, it's getting late, go back to the room and rest."

Hearing this sentence, Song Qingzhou stood up quickly and went back to his room quietly.

Seeing his attitude, Song Xiuming was very displeased, and his face inevitably showed a little bit. The young man with glasses who had just retreated to the small restaurant to eat came out again, and followed Song Xiuming into the study one after the other.

"Educated, what did the doctor say?" Song Xiuming asked.

It has been three years since Song Qingzhou was brought back. In the past three years, Song Xiuming, Yin Shiya and others have worked hard on him, but the results have been ineffective. Now he can't even talk about simple parents, which inevitably makes people discouraged. .

Ji Boxue pursed his lips, looking a bit embarrassed, obviously there were some things that he couldn't say directly, he hesitated for a while, and said politely: "Little young master encountered such a thing when he was born, and he didn't know how he grew up later, Thanks to his life, he was found by his wife, but infants and young children are the most important stage of enlightenment education, so it has been delayed for such a long time, and now it needs to be corrected. Take your time, be patient, and spend more time with him."

Song Xiuming frowned into knots: "So serious?" He took out a cigar from the drawer, lit it, held it between his fingers and took a puff, then said again: "Let's call some more doctors."

Ji Boxue nodded in agreement.

A few days later, the Song family suddenly received news that the upper echelons of the government intend to improve the urban construction and expand some convenient facilities. Auctioned out to raise funds.

"Why did you suddenly agree to the auction?" Song Xiuming asked.

Ji Boxue took the information he had collected with great difficulty, and seriously replied: "It is said that the government has insufficient funds, but..."

Song Xiuming was impatient: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't hesitate."

Ji Boxue replied, "...But some people speculate that the people above feel bad luck and don't want to see that house again. Moreover, according to the rumors, the haunting there is getting more and more serious. Someone once broke into it at night. , and almost didn’t get a heart attack.”

If it weren't for being unable to withstand the strong pressure of public opinion, the upper management probably wouldn't have made a decision so quickly and was determined to sell the house.

Song Xiuming recalled silently for a while, "I remember that Shiya found Xiaozhou there, right?"

Ji Boxue said: "Yes."

It seems that the Song family really has a relationship with that lonely house. Thinking of the anecdote passed down by the elders of the family, Song Xiuming said decisively: "You should always pay attention to the situation of the land in the west of the city, and pay attention to who is interested. At this time, we are the first to strike first.”

Ji Boxue followed the order and went downstairs without touching the ground, so he didn't realize that there was a person standing at the corner of the corridor outside the study.

"Zhaizi?" The boy who was judged by an authoritative doctor to be autistic repeated it blankly. A chaotic picture flashed away in his mind, which was so fast that it was elusive, but it disturbed his lonely heart. Song Qingzhou was a little puzzled Puzzled, the whole person was still in a state of confusion and ignorance, but subconsciously murmured two words: "Mama..."

As if a mysterious force was attracting him, Song Qingzhou couldn't wait to visit the lonely house, but he vaguely understood that Song Xiuming and Yin Shiya would never agree. It can be guessed from the attitude of never mentioning the events of the year in front of him.

As the saying goes, nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart, and under Song Qingzhou's ardent desire, he quickly found an opportunity to practice his plan.

Speaking of it, thanks to Yin Shiya's intentional or unintentional neglect and contempt, the servants all know that the young master Song Qingzhou is only nice in name, except that Song Xiuming will restrain himself when he is at home, and he is always cheating and cheating at other times. After all, it is in their hearts , an autistic child is about the same as a fool, how do I know what is good or bad?

At noon that day, Song Qingzhou closed his eyes and pretended to be in a deep sleep. The two servants in charge of taking care of him took a look. Seeing that no one was watching, they hid in a corner to chat.

The Song family generally has the habit of taking a nap. It was afternoon at this time, and everyone was sleepy. Song Qingzhou slipped out of the room lightly, along the base of the wall, under the cover of potted green plants, quietly came to the back door, and tapped three or two times. He climbed up an osmanthus tree, jumped out of the wall, and fell firmly on the concrete floor outside. He licked his lips, got up with hands and feet, and walked west of the city by feeling.

A black commercial vehicle was parked under the plane tree not far away, and a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old with a mature and prudent temperament sat in the back seat, watching the boy's back quietly through a layer of glass.

The driver opened the hood of the car and made a fuss to solve the fault, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, bowed to the young man and said, "Master, it's all over, let's go on, otherwise the master should be in a hurry."

The young man smiled and said, "I haven't been back for many years. This place has changed a lot. Oh, by the way, whose house is this?" He pointed to the gorgeous and exquisite villa outside the car window and asked.

The driver said: "It's Mr. Song Xiuming's house."

The young man nodded, subdued his smile unconsciously, and said flatly, "So it was him."

As the evening approached, when Song Qingzhou could not be found, the servants panicked and ran to tell Yin Shiya in a staggered manner.

Because Song Qingzhou is the only son so far, whether it is true or not, Song Xiuming and Yin Shiya have never treated him badly in terms of basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation, and there are people who take care of him in daily walking. Song Qingzhou has spent most of these years in the Song family and in the nursing home. rarely go out.

Seeing the scene of heavy traffic and steel forest outside, even though Song Qingzhou was always more sensible than other children, he couldn't help being a little confused at this moment. He just hugged the wooden carved boat in his arms and stumbled towards the outskirts of the city.

Unfamiliar environments are always particularly easy to make people panic, but for Song Qingzhou, the empty and quiet fields are far better than those human beings who look gentle and kind, but in fact have their own ghosts. After staying away from the crowd, he seemed to be jumping into the water Yu'er felt extremely wanton from body to heart, and even the pitch-black night never made Song Qingzhou feel the slightest fear.

After all, Song Qingzhou has short legs, so it took a lot of effort. He didn't touch the vicinity of the house until midnight, and then found bricks to build a pile, climbed trees and over walls, and his movements were very skillful.

At that time, Bai Su was sitting cross-legged on the top of the acacia tree, concentrating on cultivation, bathed in the silver light of the bright moon, his already insubstantial figure became more and more ethereal and illusory, the wide hem of the robe and the wide sleeves were windless, and the tall black hair Dispersed behind the shoulders, the whole person is as light as a banished fairy.

Capturing that touch of white with sharp eyes, Song Qingzhou suddenly recalled some blurred pictures, and couldn't help but feel close to him, and ran straight towards the acacia tree in the courtyard.

Sensing the movement around him, Bai Su opened his eyes. Originally, he wanted to escape quickly, but he was caught by the familiar facial features of the other party. He couldn't help but floated down from the treetops, and hesitantly said, "Xiao Zhou?"

Hearing this familiar address, Song Qingzhou's eyes lit up, his face showed undisguised admiration, and he opened his little hands to hug him: "Mama..."

"Really, is it you?" Bai Su was surprised and delighted, looking a little excited.

Song Qingzhou relaxed and opened his mouth, like a weak chick returning to the hen's wings, no longer the indifference and sluggishness that he usually showed when he was in the Song family.

Bai Su hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time, and he was really holding back. He wanted to tease Song Qingzhou to say a few more words, but before he could speak, there was a sudden roar of cars outside the wall, followed by chaotic footsteps Voice.

A group of burly men broke into the door, holding searchlights in their hands, running around like headless flies. After a while, someone hit the light on Song Qingzhou's face, and then exclaimed in surprise: "Here, the young master is found!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone surrounded him noisily.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Bai Su had already avoided it, and stood quietly in an inconspicuous corner, watching helplessly as several people hugged Song Qingzhou, and hurried away as if they had come.

The men in black all looked rejoicing after the catastrophe. Only Song Qingzhou, who was held in his arms, was filled with resentment. He struggled desperately to resist, turned his head from the man's shoulder, stretched out his hand, and shouted unwillingly: "Ma Ma! , mama..."

Because the immature childish voice was raised too high, it seemed a bit stern. Bai Su's heart ached when he heard it, his figure flickered, and he followed without hesitation. He stretched out his hand, trying to snatch him back, but he just came to the main entrance. , the high-hanging gossip mirror immediately flourished, and bounced people back again.

"Sir." The man in black came to the front of the car with Song Qingzhou in his arms, nodded to Song Xiuming with his eyes closed, opened the door with one hand, and pushed him in.

As soon as Song Qingzhou regained his freedom, Song Qingzhou was about to run out, but unexpectedly Song Xiuming opened his eyes suddenly, pressed his body with one hand, and the man who had always been very fond of Song Qingzhou grabbed his chin, and raised his hand to his son. Slap, eyes full of irritability and viciousness.

Song Qingzhou covered his swollen cheeks and looked at him fiercely.

"Good boy." Song Xiuming put away the ferocious expression on his face, rubbed between his brows impatiently, "I won't run around anymore, Dad is too worried about you."

When the car started, Song Qingzhou turned around and lay down on the glass, eyes wide open, staring closely at the house that was getting farther and farther away, and whispered: "Mama..."

Noticing Song Qingzhou's reluctance, Song Xiuming was a little surprised. Knowing a son is like a father. No one knows better than him how difficult it is to get close to his son. He couldn't warm his heart for three whole years, and he still refuses to Call him Dad, why are you so interested in this house now?What was it about it that attracted him?