Beginning without end

In the past, when he was young, he didn't know what it was like to be sad, and every day he felt that the time was spinning and jumping by, but now Song Bai found that he seemed to be getting old and changed beyond recognition, and it was only useful for a month and a half.

After the remaining ten days have passed, how should we face Lu Fucheng?

Song Bai looked at Ji Suiyun's face, and took a few steps back in a daze, but his legs were so weak that he fell directly to the floor.

Ji Suiyun reached out to pull him, but what he got was a trembling dodge with fear.

After this day, Song Bai's spirit has not been very good. Ji Suiyun no longer bothers Song Bai to get up and prepare his cufflinks and tie when he leaves for work in the morning, because Song Bai always looks tired.Sometimes Ji Suiyun's hand rests on Song Bai's waist, and he always has the illusion that he can break Song Bai with a little effort, thinking that it would be great if Song Bai could get a little fatter.

"I'm leaving." Ji Suiyun picked up the phone on the bedside table, and when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Song Bai opening his eyes and looking at him, so he explained it smoothly.

Song Bai didn't speak, turned sideways and pulled the quilt, closed his eyes again, and pressed the quilt tightly as if afraid of the cold.

Ji Suiyun was not angry, bent slightly and hugged Song Bai with the quilt in his arms: "I'm obviously awake and still ignore me, I'm used to you."

Song Bai's lips were a bit blood-losing white, dry and covered with a layer of white skin, and there were a few teeth marks left by Ji Suiyun last night.Without opening his eyes, he frowned and said, "I'm exhausted, don't torment me."

"You want to eat at noon, and I'll bring you something to eat at night." Ji Suiyun sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Song Bai, and asked after a long time: "If you don't want to make it yourself, I'll find someone to cook for you?"

"No need." Song Bai replied very quickly this time. He can't stay here for too long, and he doesn't want to involve other people. Song Bai is not blessed, and it's convenient for him to do anything by himself. , if someone really messed with him, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

"Well, I'm leaving." Ji Suiyun's words turned back to the beginning inexplicably.He may not even understand what he wants, but it's just a goodbye.Ji Suiyun didn't think too deeply, because he was afraid that he really wanted to understand.Even now, Ji Suiyun is a little different from before.He couldn't even deny that he would always think of Song Bai.

When having breakfast at the company, he wondered if Song Bai had woken up. The weather in Shanghai today is [-] degrees, so he can go for a walk in the nearby park downstairs.He was upset when he read the documents, and he always remembered that Song Bai had coughed a few times in the night, and he should buy some medicine when he went back at night.Even looking at the employees in the company drinking afternoon tea, he can think of Song Bai. It is true that he hasn't worked in a pastry shop for a long time.

When a person is a little worried, it is like grass growing in his heart, and he is very restless.Ji Suiyun postponed a dinner in the evening, and was ready to go home after work at 04:30.He can take Song Bai out to eat this morning.

The sun has set a bit at this time, but it is still bright and warm. When Ji Suiyun opened the door of the house, he felt as if he had entered a different dimension.

At this time, the curtains in the living room are still tightly closed, and there is a suffocating and gloomy smell of no air circulation in the room.Ji Suiyun unscrewed the bedroom door with a cold face, and saw the person curled up on the bed still sleeping.

Ji Suiyun's tutor is strict. Seeing someone who can lie in bed for a whole day, the first feeling is unbelievable, and then annoyed.

"Song Bai, get up!" Ji Suiyun said, with anger on his face: "What time is it, what do you think you look like?!"

Song Bai's eyelashes trembled a few times, and it took him half a minute before he opened his eyes, looking really sleepy.

Ji Suiyun took off his coat and threw it on the sofa in the bedroom, strode to the window and opened the heavy curtains.

The sun was very bright, piercing into Song Bai's eyes, so warm and clear that he couldn't bear to blink.

"What do you want to do? You have been passively resisting for three or four days, but you have a lot of temper," Ji Suiyun paused, obviously restraining his temper, he let out a breath, and said, "Go change your clothes and go out to eat."

Song Bai didn't move: "I'm too tired, let me sleep for a while."

Ji Suiyun sneered: "Are you tired? I fucked you once last night, and turned off the lights before 10:30. You weren't up when I left at [-]:[-] in the morning, and it's [-]:[-] in the afternoon. How can you Tired easily, what kind of hypocrisy is it?"

Song Bai didn't refute, he was lying on the bed with a drowsy mind, very uncomfortable, and felt like vomiting.

Ji Suiyun didn't know that Song Bai had suffered from insomnia since the night he came back from Harbin, and it was so serious that he couldn't sleep all night.At first he didn't dare to sleep, so he stayed up until he heard Ji Suiyun's breathing became steady and deep, and then Song Bai quietly went down and opened the curtains with good light-blocking properties a little, so that the faint light could shine through a little. Come in a little.Later, he couldn't sleep, Song Bai's mind was full of chaotic and terrible things, which seemed real and unreal, fake and real, and only when he closed his eyes, all the ghosts rushed up, biting Song Bai's flesh one by one, the pain was like tearing the soul apart.

He has really lived a very hard life.

"Go and change clothes." Ji Suiyun bent down and grabbed Song Bai's wrist and dragged him up. Ji Suiyun didn't want to be angry, and tried to calm down his tone again.

Song Bai pushed him: "I don't want to go out." Song Bai tilted his head, and added with a dull face: "I don't want to go out with you."

Advanced animals have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They know that after being hurt, they have to learn a lesson, and no one is taken out to finish the medicine and be wheeled.After shooting the video after the violence, it is estimated that they will have a psychological shadow on going out.If anyone can boast against his conscience that he is mentally strong and strong as iron, he has never experienced it at all.

People who have suffered can't even talk about others' sadness lightly to explain it.

Ji Suiyun didn't understand the fear buried in Song Bai's heart, he could only think that he was really spoiled by this stuff.

"Are you sure you don't want to go out to eat with me?" Ji Suiyun asked for the last time.

Song Bai trembled a bit, walked around Ji Suiyun barefoot and wanted to go to the living room, but Ji Suiyun held him down.

Song Bai was wearing a cotton coral pink pajamas, his hair was a bit messy, he was half a head shorter than Ji Suiyun, Ji Suiyun held him down, as easily as if he had caught a pink rabbit.

Ji Suiyun twisted Song Bai's arm back, and bit down on Song Bai's throat, but he didn't use much force, he pulled the small piece of flesh and sucked it until it was blue and purple.

"Don't..." Song Bai has no strength at all, he doesn't want to be touched by Ji Suyun at all, he really feels sick.In fact, Ji Suiyun restrained his desire last night because Song Bai's complexion was so bad when he did it, as if he was being tortured, not only did he not respond, but when he opened his palm, it was covered in cold sweat.

Ji Suiyun buried himself between Song Bai's neck and took a deep breath. The milky fragrance that made people move their index fingers seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and it was replaced by a lavender-flavored body wash that Ji Suiyun used most often in the bathroom. But it also smells good.Ji Suiyun felt as if he had marked his own people with his own things, and felt a little itchy in his heart.Bite gently like a bug.

Regardless of Song Bai's struggles, Ji Suiyun untied his pajamas and threw it aside. Ji Suiyun was obviously the one who hadn't experienced the temptation, but he still blamed Song Bai: "Please go out to eat well. It's rationed to men." His words were harsh, but the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with lustful satisfaction and anticipation.

He actually likes it.Just don't admit it.

Ji Suiyun deliberately tormented Song Bai, but instead of taking him to the bed, he hugged Song Bai and pushed him to a high sandalwood table near the window.

Song Bai was half sitting on the table, Ji Suiyun pulled his ankle, and most of Song Bai fell down.He groaned softly, struggling to sit up.

Ji Suiyun didn't take it seriously, and firmly pressed Song Bai back on the table with one hand.Song Bai's lower body was hanging in the air and was supported by Ji Suiyun's arms. After simple lubrication and expansion, he was (river crab).

"It hurts, it hurts..." Song Bai kept trying to prop up his upper body, Ji Suiyun was impatient with his shouting, so he took it out and touched it, but there was no bleeding or swelling, and he felt that he was being hypocritical again.So Ji Suiyun pressed Song Bai even tighter, and the table creaked with the frequency of his waist.

Song Bai still thought about the pain at first, but then he seemed to be numb, or maybe he was desperate, he bit his lip and said nothing, only a little intermittent hum came out of his mouth.

Ji Suiyun bit Song Bai (a river crab) when he was small, and his whole body was pressed on Song Bai.He pretended to be intimate and kissed Song Bai's earlobe, and heard a barely audible question.

"are you ready?"

Ji Suiyun scoffed, "Again?"

Song Bai trembled slightly because of fear.The amplitude is very light, if Ji Suiyun is not close to his skin, he may not feel it.

"Can I go to bed then? My lower back hurts." Song Bai's request was very humble, and he felt that Ji Suiyun would not care about what he shouldn't have said, and instead made him laugh.

Ji Suiyun was indeed taken aback for a moment, and only then did he realize that Song Bai had been arching up and screaming for pain before, Ji Suiyun hurriedly hugged Song Bai halfway up, and when he saw the things under Song Bai's waist, Ji Suiyun The pupils shrank sharply.

It was the lotus seat he used to put incense on. It was only five or six centimeters in diameter. It was shaped like an alloy lotus flower, with fine and dense petals. .Ji Suiyun forgot about the lotus seat on this table, he really didn't mean to press Song Bai on it to ravage him.

"...show me your waist." Ji Suiyun's hand touched Song Bai's back waist, and the muscle tensed up, trembling all the time.

Ji Suiyun asked Song Bai to lie on the bed, and he could clearly see the wound, which was already bruised, palm-sized bruises, and in the middle were dense lotus-shaped bloodstains.Ji Suiyun's heart twitched, and he sat next to Song Bai and blew gently for him.

"Does it hurt?" Ji Suiyun asked softly.

Song Bai raised his foggy eyes, and said in a trance, "...Didn't you do it on purpose?"

Deliberately pressed him on that table, no matter how hard he struggled, he would not let go.The lotus seat is like a torture tool, like dozens of needles piercing you together.It was intentional at all, so why put on airs and ask him if it hurts?

Ji Suiyun opened his mouth, how could it be intentional, how could he be willing.He treasured Song Bai's waist the most, at first he pinched and rubbed it lightly, but later even he was unwilling to leave marks under gravity.

"I'm looking for someone to buy some medicine for you." Ji Suiyun swallowed and explained to get the phone, but stopped when he dialed the number: "Forget it, I don't know when she comes over, I will buy it for you." Bar."

Song Bai lay on the pillow watching Ji Suiyun change clothes in a hurry, his expression was very calm, without any resentment or sadness.

When Ji Suiyun went out with the car keys, he turned back again, and lightly touched the wound on Song Bai's waist with his fingers. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end, and went out together with the lotus seat Door.

The lotus seat was given to Ji Suiyun by a Japanese Buddhist scholar. He told Ji Suiyun that burning incense with this thing can calm the mind and calm the mind. Even if you forget to burn incense and keep it at home, it is good.But now Ji Suiyun stared at the thing in his hand, feeling upset, and threw it straight into the trash can as soon as he walked out the door.

Song Bai's lower back hurts intermittently, and even the air caressing it feels unbearable.Song Bai changed his posture? He turned his body sideways.

Song Bai thought it was an auditory hallucination when he heard the pure music ringtone next to his pillow. It took him a while to realize that he didn't even care about the wound on his body, Song Bai quickly got up and went to get the phone.

"...Cheng Cheng." Song Bai cleared his throat, his voice was too hoarse: "I slept for too long in the afternoon, and my voice is hoarse."

"Good boy, you can't take a nap for too long." Lu Fucheng's voice was gentle, and he couldn't tell that he was still being taken care of in the hospital a few days ago: "How are you doing this time? Did you miss me?"

"I think, I think about it." Song Bai said with a slight smile, his tone was full of intimacy and coquettishness: "But it's because I miss you so much, I'm not doing well at all."

"Little friend, I just happen to have good news for you." Lu Fucheng smiled, his tone overflowing with sweetness: "The project is about to end ahead of schedule. I will finish the audit tomorrow and the day after tomorrow according to the regulations. I will be home the day after tomorrow at the latest. When the time comes, the construction site will be closed." Other colleagues are taking care of it, and I just took a few days to choose an address for you, didn't you always want to open your own shop?"

Song Bai covered his mouth, he wanted to stop crying, but Song Bai didn't know that he had no tears at all.His eyes were hot, but there was no moisture in their sockets.I don't know when tears have become a luxury.

"Then I'll wait for you." Is it really possible to wait...

"Little friend, I think you're thinking terribly." Lu Fucheng said softly, not telling, but whispering uncontrollably.

His Ah Bai could hardly find his home.

"I don't know if you are thin, but don't be thin, or I will die of heartache when I see it." Lu Fucheng paused, he rarely asked Song Bai.

"Can you pick me up at the airport the day after tomorrow?"