Beginning without end

Lu Fucheng seemed to be busier than before, and Song Bai received fewer and fewer messages. Sometimes Song Bai even thought that he forgot to turn on the phone again.

Song Bai didn't know that he had hurt Lu Fucheng's crystal clear heart, but now, he was ashamed to even explain and apologize.When Song Bai first encountered setbacks, he carried such a heavy burden alone.

He had no appetite and ate less until Ji Suiyun noticed something abnormal.

That day Ji Suiyun hugged Song Bai's body, didn't move, but touched and touched Song Bai's body tenderly, slid from his back to his waist, and stroked his chest like counting his ribs.

"You don't need to lose weight anymore," Ji Suiyun frowned slightly: "It's a bit embarrassing."

Song Bai lay wearily in Ji Suiyun's arms and responded hoarsely, his throat was a little uncomfortable, and now he was very eager for someone to hand him a glass of warm water.In the past, there would always be a glass of boiling water on the bedside. After Lu Fucheng hugged Song Bai, he would moisten his throat with it. His movements were always steady and cautious, as if he owed Song Bai a lot.

Ji Suiyun caught a glimpse of Song Bai's eyes, he hated Song Bai's distraction when he was by his side, as if he was reminiscing, his eyes were always filled with faint things.Ji Suiyun can make Song Bai obedient, but he can't make Song Bai stop thinking about others, and can't force him to concentrate all the time.

Ji Suiyun became dull for the first time, his thoughts quickly stopped, and he didn't think too much about it - why did he care about Song Bai's unhappiness.

"Get out." Ji Suiyun pushed Song Bai away, pulled off the silk bathrobe thrown on the bedside table, and just put it on his shoulder casually, some burning black flames could be faintly protruded from behind his shoulder.

Song Bai knew that this was the end of tonight, and Ji Suiyun didn't bother him too much after those five days, which was quite normal, but Song Bai felt that his physical strength was obviously not as good as before, and being with Ji Suiyun was another special effort matter of heart.

Song Bai stood up with his eyes downcast, and withdrew in a thin coat. He still had time to mock himself for being like a concubine favored by the emperor in the deep palace, unsightly and humble.

He should go to bed, but he was so thirsty that he couldn't stand it, so he took the glass lightly into the kitchen, turned on the tap and took half a glass.

When Song Bai turned around with the cup in hand, he saw Ji Suiyun opened the door without knowing when, and was leaning against the door with folded arms and staring at him.Song Bai was taken aback, he couldn't hold the cup firmly, and it fell heavily under his feet into pieces.

Song Bai quickly squatted down and cleaned up in a hurry. He was really frightened by Ji Suiyun, and now he only cared about getting an apology, and even used his unprotected hands to dispose of the debris.

"Don't move." Ji Suiyun said, walking quickly.Song Bai didn't dare to move anymore, he bit his lip and slowly lowered his eyes, waiting for Ji Suiyun's scolding.

"Stupid." Ji Suiyun patted the back of Song Bai's neck like pulling a cat: "Stand up, don't touch the debris, and find someone to clean it up tomorrow."

Song Bai walked out of the kitchen slowly, he didn't thank Ji Suiyun for his rare kindness, but he was a little sorry for the glass of water.

Ji Suiyun glanced at him, walked to the water dispenser and pressed it a few times: "Don't drink cold water, wait for the water to boil by yourself, I'm going to sleep."

Song Bai stared at him blankly, and nodded after a long time.

Ji Suiyun walked to the door and turned his head as if thinking of something: "There will be a problem the night after tomorrow, you go with me."

A serious dinner, approaching the Spring Festival, the prime time of film and television, a large number of producers and directors are attracting investment and team members, all hoping to get Ji Suiyun to approve some money.But if you want to be serious, you can barely count the things you are talking about as serious. Some of the second- and third-tier stars who are waiting for the top are sitting on the outermost edge of the table, and their eyes are on the company's top management, basically taking a wolf look.

On such occasions, Ji Suiyun rarely brought his lover there, even Liu Sizhe didn't dare to hold out hope, so he didn't even dare to ask.These days, the most fearful thing is to pretend to be sentimental, and to call herself the empress of the palace if she is favored a little.So Ji Suiyun is willing to take it out to mention that those who block the bees and butterflies can be regarded as characters in the eyes of outsiders, and they are the people who Mr. Ji used a snack, but Ji Suiyun just didn't realize it.

Song Bai couldn't stand such honor.All he could feel was panic and embarrassment.The relationship between him and Ji Suiyun comes from coercion and violence, why should he pretend to be happy and go out together?Or maybe Ji Suiyun is proud of teaching him well, and wants to show it to others to appreciate and play with.

Song Bai still remembered the hand touching his chin outside the teahouse, which made him have a nightmare all night in horror.

Before the water boiled, Song Bai returned to the bedroom, thirsty all night.

He didn't dare to ask Ji Suiyun anything, and was so frightened that he bit the corner of the quilt and wept softly at night.Song Bai thought about Lu Fucheng, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt distressed. At this time, he twisted his arm hard to relieve the pain.When I woke up in the morning, my arms were bruised.

After Ji Suiyun went to work, Song Bai couldn't help calling Lu Fucheng, and it took a long time for someone to answer it.The person who answered was not Lu Fucheng, but a boy's voice, with a Beijing accent, and a domineering attitude: "Who is it?"

"...I'm looking for Lu Fucheng." Song Bai's face was pale: "Who are you..."

The man ignored him and shouted at the top of his voice, "Brother Lu, your phone—!"

Song Bai waited for a while, and the little hammer hit his heart. Fortunately, he was separated by the phone, otherwise he didn't know how far he would lose his composure in front of outsiders.

"He's busy, didn't I say, who are you, you know Brother Lu very well."

Song Bai is just like Lu Fucheng, he is gentle and soft to almost everyone, but at this moment he wants to yell loudly: "You are not allowed to call him Brother Lu, you are not allowed to take his phone." Without saying a word, he hung up the phone silently.He has been so cowardly.

Lu Fucheng called back in the afternoon, and he explained that he was really busy in the morning, and the boss' youngest son took his phone away by trickery.Lu Fucheng was still the same, regardless of the whole story, and no matter who made the mistake, as long as it made Song Bai unhappy, he would admit it all.

"It's okay, it's okay." Song Bai said this, speaking to Lu Fucheng, and also comforting himself: "It's my fault, disturbing you while you are working, I shouldn't..."

"Abai..." Lu Fucheng interrupted him, but he didn't know what to say.His children have always been stubborn, they would fight for three points without reason, how could they rush to apologize.It was his own fault for not answering Song Bai's call.

"Brother, don't you dislike me, okay?"

Lu Fucheng felt a pain in his heart, and wept unknowingly.

Song Bai seldom called his elder brother. When he was young, his parents couldn't coddle him no matter what. He insisted on shouting in a coquettish and coquettish voice, with a soft and waxy nasal voice.

In a blink of an eye, he was already a big boy.You will worry about gains and losses, and you will be unpredictable.But Lu Fucheng would still worry about him, he sighed in a low voice: "It is impossible for me not to love you even after I die."

Song Bai agreed, but the uneasiness in his heart did not heal in the slightest.

When Ji Suiyun came back at night, he was carrying something, and he called Song Bai like a puppy: "Come here."

Song Bai walked over and consciously took what Ji Suiyun was holding.

"I brought it for you, eat it, and I'll take a shower."

Song Bai sat at the dining table, opened the exquisite lunch box, and there were two untouched dishes inside.A fried lobster with three scallions, and a swan quicksand crisp.Song Bai moved his chopsticks awkwardly, unable to taste the food.He thought of the person who answered Lu Fucheng's phone, why he couldn't live so freely and happily, and couldn't be by Lu Fucheng's side.

Song Bai's mind was not on the dishes, so he didn't know that these two dishes were actually the two left over from Ji Suiyun's dinner.The two bosses invited Ji Suiyun to drink a cup of Pu'er, but Ji Suiyun's eyes fell on the two untouched dishes at the end of the table, and then asked someone to pack them.The jaws of the two present were shocked, Wei Yi summed up, there must be someone in Ji Suiyun's family, so he didn't ask any more questions.

When Ji Suiyun came out of the shower, Song Bai had finished eating, but he still didn't eat much.Ji Suiyun didn't say anything, but his mood was obviously not as happy and relaxed as when he just entered the door.

Song Bai was used to Ji Suiyun's uncertainty, so he secretly glanced at him and left the restaurant.Song Bai went into the bathroom habitually and washed himself clean from inside to outside.

He didn't know Ji Suiyun before, and when Ji Suiyun got up, he wouldn't have too much tenderness with him. After suffering a lot of pain, he would take care of himself later.

Song Bai was also a little puzzled, how could Ji Suiyun not get tired of such an uninterested person.Ji Suiyun always likes to half-close a pair of long and narrow eyes, and touch his waist as if fascinated. Even if this body does not move, Ji Suiyun will be enthusiastic.

Song Bai speculated that it might be because it was better to steal than a prostitute, and he belonged to the kind of person who guarded his heart so hard that Ji Suiyun couldn't steal it.

"Is today's dish unpalatable?"

Song Bai was a little surprised that Ji Suiyun would talk to him about such a trivial topic, so he hurriedly sat up.He couldn't figure out what Ji Suiyun meant, so he just shook his head: "No, it's because I have a bad appetite."

"Is there anything you want to eat? I'll bring it back tomorrow." Ji Suiyun sat down and loosened his tie with some force.

Song Bai doesn't like daily communication with Ji Suiyun very much, it's more tiring than work, and he can't say to Ji Suiyun: "As long as I'm by your side, I can't eat well."

"I can do anything, I'm not picky." Song Bai just said that.

Ji Suiyun frowned, as if sulking.

Should be sulking.After the light was turned off, Song Bai felt it, as if a wild beast had been released from the darkness, almost eating human bones.

The small lamp by the bed was turned on, Ji Suiyun leaned out and took a sip of water on the bedside table, the beast was temporarily forced back by the light.

He took Song Bai over and fed him half a glass of water.

"I love to cry more than little girls." Ji Suiyun laughed at him, but there was no mocking tone.Song Bai was exhausted, and after being wiped clean of his tears, he was fed half a glass of water and didn't wake up.Finally fell asleep on Ji Suiyun's bed.

Ji Suiyun watched him for a long time, but still didn't make a sound to wake Song Bai up and kick him out.