Beginning without end

Song Bai opened his eyes in an instant, staring at Lu Fucheng, his throat seemed to be clotted with blood, and he was so stuck that he couldn't speak a word.

Lu Fucheng didn't force him to respond immediately, he just hugged Song Bai tightly and tucked the quilt into the two of them warmly. The overhead light was bright, but it was difficult to illuminate the deep shadow deep in Song Bai's heart.

Lu Fucheng's embrace is the same as all the previous days, gentle and safe. When you are hugged by him, you can't think of anything else, as if this world is a solid hotbed.If it was Song Bai who only came to Shanghai two years ago, he would definitely be unable to control himself and tell Lu Fucheng his experiences and experiences. People stand behind, even if they use up their last bit of life.

But Song Bai can't do it now.He saw a huge dark corner that the sun couldn't reach, and just this made him feel unprecedented fear and despair.And these things, because they know they are terrible, they don't want Lu Fucheng to get a little bit of them.Song Bai is not a child who is crying and looking for adults to find a place when he is bullied. He grew up beside Ji Suiyun, and he knows how to bear meekly and find the sweetness of the past in the pain, instead of treating him as before. The beloved is pampered and self-willed.

Although Lu Fucheng was forced to worry, it was still too unreasonable.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who dares to bully me?" Song Bai finally spoke. He should have used a joking tone, but he didn't succeed. Instead, he seemed to resist coldly: "I'm really fine."

Lu Fucheng didn't speak. He knew that he was isolated by Song Bai in a world that he couldn't touch. He remembered that when Song Bai was a child, he always had endless things to say to him every day. Like a bird, he would not stop for a moment. .But now, Lu Fucheng could see Song Bai's melancholy and entanglement at a glance, but Song Bai was already unwilling to reveal half of it to him.Children will always grow up... No amount of love and intimacy can change this fact.

"I will protect you forever." Lu Fucheng patted Song Bai on the back: "Sleep well, I will take you to eat something good tomorrow." Lu Fucheng was reluctant to press Song Bai, but this matter was firmly in Lu Fucheng's mind. There is a thorn in his head, and he will figure it out for himself.

Song Bai obediently closed his eyes, rested his head on Lu Fucheng's arm, and put his other arm around Lu Fucheng's waist. It was a very insecure posture.Song Bai didn't think about what happened after dawn, he just wanted to sleep well next to Lu Fucheng.In that house in Jing'an, Song Bai hardly had a safe night.

In fact, Lu Fucheng already had terrible guesses in his mind, and he didn't dare to think more about these guesses just a little bit.He looked down at Song Bai, the child was really good-looking, with big eyes, upturned nose and soft lips, and a sweet and clean smile, who wouldn't like it...

Lu Fucheng felt cold all over his body, as if he was still in the night in Harbin at minus [-] degrees.He subconsciously hugged Song Bai tighter, which seemed to be a protective gesture, but in fact it was Lu Fucheng who sought comfort from Song Bai.

Song Bai stretched out his hand, and patted Lu Fucheng's back as Lu Fucheng comforted him before. He didn't open his eyes, but whispered: "Cheng Cheng, it's too tight..."

Lu Fucheng's arm loosened a little, he lowered his head and kissed Song Bai's forehead, his heart felt empty.Lu Fucheng felt in a trance that something extremely important was missing, something that was intangible and invisible, but he could clearly feel that it had existed before.

Later Lu Fucheng woke up in the night with a start, but in the darkness he was enlightened—his little baby turned into a piece of fudge that lost its milk flavor at some point.

Song Bai didn't sleep well at night, his dreams were chaotic and strange, dripping with blood.When he woke up in the morning, he had already forgotten what dream he had at night, and when Song Bai opened his eyes, he was facing Lu Fucheng's bloodshot eyes.

"Sleep a little longer, it's still early." Lu Fucheng tucked the quilt for him, and said softly, "I'll buy you wonton noodles and crab roe buns."

Song Bai was noncommittal, but tightly held one of Lu Fucheng's little fingers.

"I'll be right back." Lu Fucheng coaxed, "Do you want to eat something else?"

Song Bai coughed a few times and shook his head: "I want to go with you."

Lu Fucheng was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "The sun has come out from the west, I have never seen you take the initiative to come out with me in the morning."

As Lu Fucheng spoke, he helped Song Bai up. Although the air conditioner was turned on in the room, it was still a bit cold when he came out of the warmer bed.Lu Fucheng helped Song Bai put on warm clothes before letting him wash up.

The air in Shanghai was humid and refreshing in the morning. Lu Fucheng took Song Bai's hand out of the old rented community. The old Indus's body was gaunt and emaciated, showing the bleakness of the southern city in the deep winter.

Song Bai lowered his head and walked half a step behind Lu Fucheng, humming softly, intermittently and not in a string, but Lu Fucheng still heard the familiar melody.

"beautiful child

did you cry today

Whether the beautiful clothes are soiled

But I can't find anyone to talk to…”

Hearing Lu Fucheng's sudden singing, Song Bai raised his head slightly, his eyes turned sparklingly, he smiled at Lu Fucheng, then lowered his head again, but the tune he was humming became clearer.

"Dear child

dry your tears quickly

我 愿意 陪 着 你

On the way home…”

Song Bai's eyes were wet, and his heart hurt like a pinprick.

"The weather is very good today." Song Bai finally took the initiative to speak: "I want to eat raw pan-fried, and I want two servings."

Lu Fucheng nodded: "Don't just stuff it all into my bowl when you can't eat it."

Song Bai's face turned red with embarrassment, he gritted his teeth and snorted: "You despise me, and you think highly of you by eating my leftovers."

"Yes, yes, you have the highest status in our family, so it's not what you said." Lu Fucheng smiled. At this time, he happened to walk to the breakfast shop he often goes to, and asked the boss to order two drawers of fried shrimp.

Lu Fucheng knew where Song Bai's small appetite could be eaten. Seeing that Song Bai was barely eating, he directly broke through the rest of the fried rice, and only took out the shrimp in the middle and put it in Song Bai's bowl.

Song Bai ate with his head down, chattering in the breakfast shop, the sun was shining on his back, it was very warm, and all the happiness in the world was here.With Lu Fucheng here, this is my hometown with peace of mind.Song Bai wanted time to stop at this moment.

When Song Bai drank tea and rinsed his mouth after eating, Lu Fucheng suddenly said, "You were talking in your sleep last night."

Song Bai's face paled in an instant, he didn't know what he said, was he crying and begging to let go of all the suffering, or was he timidly escaping?

Song Bai didn't dare to ask, he just lowered his head, as if waiting for the verdict.

"You called mom and me too." Lu Fucheng said softly, "Are you homesick?"