Beginning without end

There are always some people who were born in a noisy town and grew up in rough folk, but he seems to be born with an extraordinary temperament.When he smiles, he is innocent and carefree, and when he is cold, he is aloof.

Ji Suiyun folded his legs and looked up at Song Bai for a while, Song Bai was suitable to wear Dior as he expected, but with a little external decoration, Song Bai looked no less than the well-educated and well-bred Ji Suiyun met Young master of the family.

The dinner at night was held in one of the famous director's private clubs. This club is a typical Soviet-style building, covering an area of ​​about [-] to [-] mu. There are hundreds of huge koi swimming in the imported running water.It is indeed very beautiful, with a crabapple incense carved on the rafters, showing the owner's elegant taste everywhere.

It was only after [-]:[-] in the evening, the courtyard was lit up, and the warm yellow light was reflected in the water surface. Looking at it from a distance, it was a miniature Qinhuai River bank, another type of luxury.

Li Yang said that Shanghai is too big. If you have no money, Shanghai is Shanghai. There are only rental houses, takeaways and the subway from morning to evening.Only if you have money, Shanghai will be the magical city of ambiguity and diversity, the luxury of money, the singing every night, the style of the south of the Yangtze River, and the prosperity beyond the first line.

In Ji Suiyun's eyes, these are just casual and ordinary things like dressing and eating. In his eyes are desire and ambition, and Song Bai follows closely in the shadow behind him.

A waitress in a traditional handmade cheongsam ushers them to the restaurant.The famous director who was frantically followed by the media cameras was sitting on the threshold smoking a cigarette without any image. He is only 32 this year, but he has several classic works beside him, coupled with a strong background, his future is boundless.

"Come so early, Suiyun, it's not your style not to step on the spot." Cheng Liang glanced at Song Bai and tilted his head. He was really puzzled: "Which family is this young master?"

Ji Suiyun chuckled lightly: "My son."

Cheng Liang snorted: "You are blind with this perfect temperament." He stretched out his hand to Song Bai: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Song Bai had a good impression of Cheng Liang, because he didn't look at him with strange eyes. Song Bai had watched some of his interview videos before. He was very outspoken, and he was often hostile to those hosts who were known for their poisonous tongue. Mouth speechless.

"Hello." Song Bai shook hands with him and said nothing else.

Cheng Liang went in with them. He stood beside Ji Suiyun, and only when he entered the hall did he softly whisper in Ji Suiyun's ear: "This is good."

Ji Suiyun was stunned for a moment: "You made a mistake."

Cheng Liang just laughed, didn't speak, and took a detour to talk to someone else.

A person like Ji Suiyun doesn't have time to analyze love. Most of the time, he has no idea what he wants, and someone has already brought it to him. There is nothing he can't get.Sometimes, because you are too arbitrary, you will often lack in a certain aspect.

Ji Suiyun had something he couldn't figure out, and his expression was not very good.Some people are eyeing Song Bai, after all, he is a person Ji Suiyun rarely brings with him, and the importance of him is self-evident.

Ji Suiyun didn't want to interfere at first, but Song Bai really didn't know how to refuse, and usually drank a third of the wine after being fooled by a few words.Ji Suiyun asked himself for help when Song Bai couldn't hold on anymore, he would help, even if he just gave Song Bai a look, he would take the half glass of liquor from Song Bai's hand.

But Song Bai didn't. He was isolated and helpless, but his face was full of determination, but that weak strength was really not enough, like a sheep in a pack of wolves, it was a bit too ridiculous to persist.

"It's almost done." Ji Suiyun finally opened his mouth, and lightly touched Song Bai's finger holding the wine glass with his right hand.

Ji Suiyun put the half glass of wine on the table and said, "Give me some face, how can a child drink?"

Ji Suiyun's face is willing to give it, but others have to weigh whether to take it or not.There were a few ill-minded people who just poured Song Bai in, in fact, they were deliberately embarrassing Ji Suiyun.Seeing that the righteous master has spoken at this moment, how dare he not be big or small.

Ji Suiyun was not unreasonable, and took the half glass of wine just now.He was a little annoyed when he noticed that the wine seemed to be a little too much just after picking it up. He didn't know who was so blind to see that the wine was filled up again.But when Ji Suiyun drank it, what he tasted was extremely bland.He was a little dazed, and when he lowered his head, he saw Song Bai looking at him and smiling gently.

It was a wicked smile, his eyes narrowed cheerfully, and his little tiger teeth showed a small head.Song Bai quietly pointed to the kettle at hand, with an expression on his face that was clearly waiting for praise.

Ji Suiyun reached out and touched the top of his hair.

Song Bai is the type who doesn't look good when drinking, Ji Suiyun can't see the drunkenness on his face, but Song Bai is indeed drunk.

Song Bai went to dinner with his father when he was young, and he already knew that getting drunk was hard. He clumsily poured water into his father's wine glass, which was too conspicuous, attracting good-natured smiles.

Later, Lu Fucheng was reluctant to wait for him at home, and would try to bring Song Bai with him when he went out. At that time, Song Bai had already practiced very well, and no one could see what he did secretly, at most, he could see that Lu Fucheng couldn't restrain himself. love and smiles.

And now Ji Suiyun, many people who watched his face all the time were also stunned.Because of the instant warmth on Ji Suiyun's face, and the pampering in his eyes when he looked at the person beside him.

Ji Suiyun didn't play with them until too late at night, Ji Suiyun saw that Song Bai was drunk, and he was so sleepy that he sat on the huanghuali wood chair and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, Ji Suiyun was afraid that he would die in the next second. to fall.

"Let's go." Ji Suiyun stood in front of Song Bai.

"Stop drinking?" Song Bai looked up at him, his eyes were foggy.

"I've stopped drinking for a long time."

Song Bai stood up and followed him, his steps faltering, step by step.

"Don't leave tonight, I'll arrange a room for you." Cheng Liang helped Song Bai, and said with a smile, "Your son isn't drunk, is he? Be careful of the blue and white porcelain in my room."

Ji Suiyun held Song Bai, who insisted on seeing the koi, into his arms, and decided to stay overnight tonight.He replied to Cheng Liang: "Don't worry, he will definitely not have the energy to harm your Qinghua at night."

After hearing this, Cheng Liang burst out laughing: "Hey, I have a good relationship with my film king, what kind of jealousy are you showing?"

Ji Suiyun glanced at him coldly: "The director's divergent thinking is so strong?"

Cheng Liang spread his hands and asked someone to arrange Ji Suiyun.He was a little helpless, after all, he hadn't enlightened yet, so what he said would only annoy people.

Song Bai stepped out of the private room but became more energetic.The place where he lived was some distance away from the pavilion just now, Song Bai didn't walk slowly, and he didn't chatter like other people drunk.He walked all the way to the courtyard where he lived, stood still, and refused to move no matter what.

"What are you going to do?" Ji Suiyun asked him, his tone was not warm, but not cold.

"I want candy."