Beginning without end

No matter how lazy Song Bai is, as long as that person is Lu Fucheng, not to mention just picking him up at the airport, Song Bai is even willing to secretly book a ticket to travel across the north and south just because he wants to surprise Lu Fucheng, when that man comes out of the hotel with a suitcase At that moment, no matter how tired Song Bai was, he would show the brightest smile to Lu Fucheng.

He obviously has so much longing and love, but what he said is: "I will try my best to pick you up."

as far as possible.This is actually a very cruel word. The 80.00% possibility represents a tactful refusal. Even if there are other possibilities left, it just means that this person is no longer the "necessary" person in the respondent's mind.

Lu Fucheng was silent for a short while, his tolerance and tenderness towards Song Bai seemed innate, and he was born willing and humble.Lu Fucheng said in a low voice: "The airport is far away from home. If the weather is not good that day, don't go out."

Song Bai's fingers were tightly twisted on the ice silk bed sheet under him, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. The great sense of guilt was pressed down on Song Bai, and he couldn't even say a half a word for a while. .

"Let's talk about it when the time comes..." Lu Fucheng changed the subject and asked softly: "I heard from your friends that you haven't played with them for a long time, and you just went out to play when it's time to play while you're not going to work. Ah Bai, you don’t need to save money, brother is earning money again…”

Song Bai's heart ached already, the pain climbed and twisted along his veins, his temples felt like being hit hard with a small hammer, he responded in a low voice with a hoarse voice, his mouth full of bloody smell.

After hanging up the phone, Song Bai lay motionless on the bed like a lost soul. He was not a person with ideas and ideas, and now he felt helpless like the sky was falling.

Song Bai is not good at lying, and it is not suitable for pretending to be happy and forcing a smile. He is actually afraid of many things, such as the people around him who are full of malice, such as the people around him who are full of love.The former is afraid of being hurt, and the latter is afraid of failing.

When Ji Suiyun came back, Song Bai was still lying on the bed in the same posture as when he left, the blood on his waist was slightly congealed, but the bruises had expanded to cover the entire snow-white waist, which looked quite shocking .

Ji Suiyun put the medicine on the bedside table, he didn't say anything to Song Bai, went directly into the bathroom to wash his hands, and then went back and took out the medicine one by one from the medicine bag.

Song Bai lowered his eyes silently, Ji Suiyun keenly found something unusual in the air, and bent down to support Song Bai's face.Song Bai was pale and thin-skinned, his pale and haggard face was only glaring with red eyes, Song Bai obviously didn't cry, but Ji Suiyun felt that he was already very sad for no reason.It was a kind of sadness like bleeding from the heart, a hundred times stronger than before I went out.

"What's the matter?" Ji Suiyun asked him, rubbing his fingers under the corners of Song Bai's eyes, Song Bai closed his eyes reflexively, and his wing-like eyelashes scraped Ji Suiyun's fingertips.Itchy to the touch.

Song Bai was immersed in the borderless darkness, but his mind was full of past events that exploded like fireworks, so sweet and so beautiful. On the contrary, he is actually in hell now, with no way out.

"What's wrong?" Ji Suiyun asked again, but his tone was not impatient.

Song Bai shook his head, he opened his mouth: "My waist hurts too much."

Ji Suiyun didn't speak this time, he got up and signaled Song Bai to pull up the quilt, and gently pushed Song Bai's waist with his clean fingers dipped in ointment.

At this time, if Song Bai turned his head and saw Ji Suiyun's face, he would definitely see Ji Suiyun that no one had ever seen before - he frowned and his lips were tightly pursed, that clearly showed heartache and annoyance .Although tangled, but extremely clear.

Ji Suiyun has never helped other people deal with wounds, he doesn't understand anything, but he instinctively knows to be gentler, and then lighter.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Ji Suiyun whispered, this explanation came suddenly.

Song Bai raised his head a little, he didn't look at Ji Suiyun, it didn't make sense to him whether Ji Suiyun said it was not intentional, whether it was true or not, because whether it was true or not, he made Song Bai hurt.

"En." But Song Bai still responded with a hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt very much."

The medicine was ready soon, Ji Suiyun didn't speak any more, and Song Bai was just silent.

Ji Suiyun re-tucked the quilt for Song Bai, his hands were still dipped in some ointment, Ji Suiyun wiped his fingers with a paper towel, and stood next to Song Bai for a long time before moving again.He took out a paper-wrapped toffee from the side pocket of his suit that had never been filled with anything, slowly peeled it off and handed it to Song Bai's mouth.

"...I saw it in the passenger seat, eat it."

Song Bai was a little surprised, he moved his head reflexively: "No need."

Ji Suiyun passed his hand forward again: "Toffee, it's not a mess."

"I have a bad throat and can't eat sugar."

Ji Suiyun found himself helpless again, he retracted his hand in vain, the embarrassment of being at a loss at that moment made him put this candy into his mouth.

He doesn't like sugar, and today's sugar is even more bitter.

"The grass will grow when you stay at home these few days." Ji Suiyun stood aside and looked at Song Bai, and found that he couldn't help but want to touch Song Bai, want to hug him and kiss him intimately: "Tomorrow I will be with you." Go out? I remember you worked in a pastry shop before, do you want to open one yourself?"

Ji Suiyun took off his shirt and put on soft home pajamas, with a calm tone: "I have a friend's store on Sinan Road, the environment is good, I can accompany you to see it tomorrow, if you like it, I will let you buy it." gone."

Song Bai got up from the bed, his waist was so stiff that he couldn't bend down, Song Bai's face was ugly, he stared at Ji Suiyun and said word by word: "I don't want to make up for it. Even if you definitely don't think or admit it This is compensation, and I don't want it either." Song Bai smiled, his smile was ugly and miserable: "Because these can't make me gain anything or forget anything, you do everything to me because I deserve it, I promised you, I just hope you can understand and understand me, don't remind me all the time how useless I am."

Song Bai is just stating, only stating because of refusal.

He doesn't care for anything from Ji Suiyun, whether it's tailor-made luxury goods or stores on Sinan Road, he doesn't want any of these.Song Bai is still willing to accompany Lu Fucheng through the hard days. In the subzero cold night in the northeast, only Lu Fucheng and the roasted sweet potatoes in his arms are waiting for Song Bai.

Ji Suiyun was stabbed in the foot, and smiled sarcastically: "So you like to fetch water from a bamboo basket, so it's not up to you." Ji Suiyun shook his hand and left the bedroom. He is not a soft person after all. Staying here hurts Song Bai uncontrollably.