Beginning without end

After a long time, severed fingers, blood, and dusty houses still often appeared in Li Yang's dreams, as if fate, and became a nightmare that he could not get rid of no matter how he tried to avoid it.

Now Li Yang only felt a huge blank in his mind.He knelt and crawled forward a few steps, trembling to pick up those few fingers.Lu Fucheng sat slippery on the ground, with cold sweat dripping down his cheeks, his teeth made a fleshy "creak" sound because of the pain, his mutilated right hand hung on the ground, and blood snaked all over the ground.

Only then did Li Yang seem to be awakened by a stick, and he rushed forward and tied Lu Fucheng's wound tightly with his shirt, holding it tightly to stop the bleeding.He heard his almost inhuman roar—"Fuck. Fuck! Call an ambulance!!!"

When the ambulance arrived, Lu Fucheng's consciousness had been blurred due to excessive blood loss, and his shirt, which was stained with too much blood, even turned purple-black, and more blood that could not be absorbed fell drop by drop on the dusty floor.

"Fucheng, it's okay, just hold on..." Li Yang helped the medical staff carry Lu Fucheng to the stretcher, and a group of people went downstairs in a hurry.

Lu Fucheng lost too much blood, and the cold flowed through the blood vessels all over his body. His whole body was swaying, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Li Yang saw that Lu Fucheng closed his eyes tightly, and seemed to be muttering something softly and carefully in his mouth.He put his ears together and carefully distinguished.

"It hurts... Ah Bai, Ah Bai, give me a blow...it won't hurt anymore..."

The red light in the emergency room came on, Li Yang stood at the door in a daze, the hospital was brightly lit towards the dark side, the pale light hit half of his face, he was dazed like a ghost.

Lu Fucheng's situation was quite shocking. The doctor made a simple diagnosis. It was visible to the naked eye that the four fingers were completely detached from the body. The tendons, broken bones, nerves, and blood vessel ends of the fingers were all exposed. The bleeding has not been stopped, and subcutaneous bruises have appeared on the skin.

The operation took nearly five hours.

When Lu Fucheng was pushed out, his whole body showed an extremely exhausted expression, his face was so pale that it seemed to melt into the hospital bed, and even his lips were bloodless.

Li Yang blocked the attending doctor to ask about Lu Fucheng's situation.The doctor had seen this kind of scene a lot, and while washing his hands, he replied casually: "The operation went well, but there is still a possibility of necrosis. Let's stay in the hospital for a week first. Someone will tell you the details tonight."

Li Yang's Adam's apple rolled: "If he recovers well, in the future..."

The doctor seemed to know what he was going to say, so he sat down and took a sip of hot water: "Basically, the current technology can't completely return to normal after replantation. Simple daily movements can be done, but it is definitely possible to do things that are too delicate or too heavy. It’s impossible, don’t even think about it.”

Li Yang was at a loss for half a word.

In the ward, Lu Fucheng opened his eyes at some point. He was staring at the white ceiling of the hospital and was distracted. He heard Li Yang's suppressed sobs beside him, but he didn't respond at all.The anesthetic had worn off, and the pain in the wound on his finger was as painful as a bone grinding. Lu Fucheng's arm convulsed, but he still didn't make a sound.

There is not much sadness, probably because I am too full of despair and I am too tired to do anything.

Li Yang noticed that he woke up, and plopped down on his knees.

"Fu Cheng...I'm sorry, if I hadn't insisted on your help, I wouldn't have..." Li Yang called the police, and the noisy police officers went over. After checking the machine, they came to a conclusion. The initial reply was Because of an accident.

The workers who did the work said that they were poor and white, could not afford compensation, and could go to jail at will.

Li Yang didn't dare to tell the truth, otherwise both sides would be in trouble.Lu Fucheng's "accident" was to destroy his hand, what about himself?

"Fu Cheng...you take good care of your wounds, I won't evade responsibility even if I sell everything else." Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Yang panicked: "How about, I, I'll call Song Bai and let him see you. "

Lu Fucheng's eyes moved, and he finally said slowly and weakly: "I'm fine, don't disturb him."

Ji Suiyun didn't go to the company today, and the family doctor told him that Song Bai was weak, so Ji Suiyun called the Cantonese chef he knew well, and took a copy of the Buddha jumping wall that the boss had arranged for.

Song Bai ate little at noon, and Ji Suiyun added an extra bowl of soup for him in the afternoon.

"Drink it while it's hot, the master has boiled it for three days."

When Song Bai went to serve the bowl, he suddenly felt a severe pain in his chest, and his breathing became short of breath.

The soup bowl was overturned on the ground, Song Bai covered his heart and panted deeply.

"What's wrong? Why is your heart still hurting?" Ji Suiyun was taken aback, and gently stroked the back of Song Bai's neck: "I checked out your physical examination report this year, and it's all right."

The last time Song Bai had a heart attack was the night when Lu Fucheng had an accident in Harbin, but this time it was several times worse than that time.

Song Bai has been sick for the past few days, and he doesn't know where he threw his phone.He held Ji Suiyun's clothes tightly, and begged, "Where's my phone? Ji Suiyun, give me my phone."

Ji Suiyun coaxed soothingly: "It's in the bedroom, I'll take you to get it."

The mobile phone in Ji Suiyun's pocket vibrated at this moment, Ji Suiyun took it out and took a look, then put it back calmly.

The text message is only five characters.

——"Mr. Ji, it's done."

This incident should have made Ji Suiyunshu feel better, but when he thought of Song Bai's labor pains, he couldn't help thinking of something else.He thought it was ridiculous, since he wasn't a close relative, how could he feel the same pain.Ji Suiyun didn't believe it.

After a while, Song Bai felt better.Ji Suiyun hugged him upstairs and closed the bedroom door tightly.

Song Bai obediently sat on the bed and waited for Ji Suiyun to find him a mobile phone, but Ji Suiyun pressed Song Bai's shoulders and pushed him onto the bed.

"What are you doing?!" Song Bai said angrily, bent his legs and kicked Ji Suiyun.He also looks pretty when he is angry, his slightly round almond eyes are staring angrily, his deterrent power is like a kitten's milk teeth, it doesn't hurt at all.

Ji Suiyun held his ankle directly, and gently stroked Song Bai's well-proportioned and beautiful calf with his palm: "Don't you show any signs of asking for help?"

Song Bai closed his eyes in embarrassment, and relaxed his body.

Ji Suiyun smiled helplessly and kissed his face: "What are you doing? I didn't say I want you to pay."

The intermittent throbbing pain in Song Bai's heart continued indistinctly, and he was not in the mood to reply to Ji Suiyun's words.

"I just want you to be comfortable too." Ji Suiyun said this, but took off Song Bai's soft pajama pants with one hand.

Song Bai's body is still not fully recovered, and he is very resistant to this kind of thing. He also knows that it is useless to resist Ji Suiyun, so he stops moving coldly.

Ji Suiyun is interested. He only needs to think about the crippled thing trying to grab this cookie from him lying in the hospital. The violent factor of satisfaction even stimulates his desire. His person is not himself.

"I can't stand calling my name anymore." Ji Suiyun whispered in Song Bai's ear, and then leaned down.

Song Bai is sensitive, and he is used to it, this kind of quickness.Feeling that he didn't even have the strength to backhand, Ji Suiyun gently teased him with his lips and tongue, and hit the most sensitive place with a hammer, Song Bai's legs went limp, and his slender waist unconsciously arched into a small bridge-like arc. He hummed softly like a child.

Song Bai's hands were tightly clutching the bed sheet, blue tendons were obviously stretched on his white fingers, his hair was messily stuck to his cheeks with sweat, beautiful like a little flower that had been exposed to rain and dew: "Okay... um... Ji Sui cloud…"

Ji Suiyun likes to hear Song Bai call him by his name. When Song Bai calls his name, he is always serious, with a sense of justice, but when those three words come out of Song Bai's mouth, Ji Suiyun only feels Heart ironing.But now that Song Bai was in a state of confusion, and when he called out his name with a soft voice and trembling voice, Ji Suiyun's heart was about to soften on him, and he just wanted to monopolize him like a ferocious beast enclosure and eat him. In the belly, melted into the flesh and blood, no one can separate it and take it away.

This is the first time that Ji Suiyun can only fully enjoy the other party's enjoyment.And did it willingly and happily.

Song Bai's hand was holding onto Ji Suiyun's hair at some point, and it hurt a little when he clenched it lightly, but Ji Suiyun didn't care.

A semi-compulsive fast.Sensation seemed to be a good medicine for pain relief, the dull pain in Song Bai's heart was suppressed, when Song Bai's eyes were covered with a hazy white, thick and soft, with an air of comfort.He didn't realize what he had done until he regained his consciousness a little bit, and he was shocked.

Ji Suiyun didn't give him a chance to speak, so he straightened up and kissed him.The smell of fishy, ​​muttony and salty was tossed around, Song Bai frowned in disgust.

"I even dislike myself, I've never seen someone so difficult to serve." Ji Suiyun reached out and wiped Song Bai's sweaty forehead back, intending to deepen the kiss.

"Go away, get me the phone." Song Bai hurriedly said after he had a chance to speak.

Ji Suiyun was not very happy to get out of bed to get it, and almost threw it in front of Song Bai after taking it.

Song Bai didn't mind, if Ji Suiyun's temper had been like this before, he would have hit himself on the head with his mobile phone.

Song Bai turned on the phone, to his surprise, there was not a single missed call, and there were only a dozen spam messages and bills from the business hall in the text messages.He put his cell phone in his pocket, waited for Ji Suiyun to leave before going into the bathroom, and after thinking about it, he dialed the familiar number.

The mobile phone beside the hospital bed buzzed, it should be a special ringtone set for people, otherwise Lu Fucheng would never have such a big reaction.Li Yang hurriedly handed over the phone: "Can I turn it on for you?"

Lu Fucheng's stiff muscles relaxed little by little, his eyes were fixed on the buzzing mobile phone, and after a long time, he slowly shook his head.

It's not that I don't want to take it, it's that I really don't want to.

The phone hung up automatically. That night, Lu Fucheng almost gritted his teeth in pain, but he didn't use the pain pump.The man who was in pain had a clear mind, and Lu Fucheng made a decision that he couldn't even believe.

Lu Fucheng read a joke before, which probably meant that the priest asked the groom: "Will you protect her unconditionally and love her regardless of her poverty, illness or any reason?"

The groom said without hesitation, "Yes."

The priest asked again: "When you are poor, sick, or anything else, would you like to let her live?"

bridegroom:"……"

When Lu Fucheng saw this joke, he didn't find it funny at all.He had thought at that time that the priest's words were actually quite reasonable, no one and nothing could stop a person from loving another person, even being cute is letting go.

I love you, so I would rather not have you.

Ji Suiyun started to commute normally, and Song Bai's spirit also improved day by day.Ji Suiyun was curious, but didn't ask much, until one day, Ji Suian ran into the study and asked him quietly: "Brother, is Brother Abai leaving? He told me that he can only stay with me for four more days." gone."

Ji Suiyun frowned, he knew what Song Bai was expecting.The ridiculous thing is that I actually forgot the two-month deadline.

Ji Suiyun was looking for something, but he didn't find it in Jing'an, so he started to look here.Song Bai looked at it a few more times in doubt, not wanting to understand.

The Hermes tie was finally found in a drawer that was opened by hand.This was Song Bai's birthday present to Lu Fucheng two and a half months ago. Ji Suiyun also used it to tie Song Bai once, and then threw it dirty by the bed, and he pretended it back in a daze.

The receipt and invoice are still there, and the date is clear.Ji Suiyun threw them into the car avoiding Song Bai.

Everything was ready, and sure enough, one afternoon two days later, the person who was watching Lu Fucheng called, saying that Lu Fucheng's injury had been put in a plaster cast, and he left the hospital in disregard of the doctor's orders.

What Ji Suiyun lacks most is patience. Carnivores often need to lie dormant when hunting, waiting for an opportunity to hit their prey.

There was a knock on the office door, and Jing Xiaoyan walked in.

"Mr. Ji, Designer Lu is here to look for you."

Ji Suiyun smiled coldly and said, "Let him come up."

Jing Xiaoyan shivered.

About seven or eight minutes later, two people stood at the door of the office.Jing Xiaoyan looked at Lu Fucheng's hanging right hand, her throat was slightly choked, she still remembered that this was a young and promising designer.There was too much time difference between Lu Fucheng and Jing Xiaoyan the last time he saw him. This man seemed to have been taken away by something, and he looked haggard.Just look into his eyes and you can tell how badly he's been hurt.This wound is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

It seems that the most important thing has been cut away in my heart.

"Mr. Ji is waiting for you inside."

Lu Fucheng thanked Jing Xiaoyan softly before knocking on the door.He went to the barbershop to wash his hair today despite the inconvenience and pain, not because he would lose face in front of his rival, but because he didn't want Ji Suiyun to feel that Song Bai had fallen for such a thing before.

"Come in." With a low and steady voice, Lu Fucheng opened the door and walked in.

Ji Suiyun didn't look at him, didn't speak, and pretended to look at the open documents on the table as if he had forgotten about such a thing.

Lu Fucheng stood opposite the desk, looking at Ji Suiyun carefully, holding back his resentment and prejudice.Ji Suiyun's appearance is very good, he has faded away from the too gorgeous and sharp youth, the temperament and sexiness of a mature man are written in his eyes, engraved in the light and thin smile lines under the corners of his eyes, if he wants, he is enough to take responsibility .

It took a while for Ji Suiyun to raise his head and put his eyes on Lu Fucheng. The two lines of sight intertwined, and there seemed to be faint sparks splashing out.

Ji Suiyun disrespectfully swept Lu Fucheng from the beginning to the end with eyes like looking at the goods, and his words hit Lu Fucheng's sore spots: "We haven't seen each other for two months, why did Designer Lu make himself a cripple?"

Ji Suiyun knows that killing is nothing more than a nod, and to really hate someone is to crush his heart first, deprive him of the capital he needs to survive, take away the things he cares about most, and let him fend for himself.This is called revenge.

"Hello, Mr. Ji." Lu Fucheng seemed to have never heard Ji Suiyun's sarcasm. As soon as he opened his mouth, he kept his attitude very low: "I have always wanted to meet you, but I have never had the opportunity before."

Ji Suiyun leaned on the comfortable and spacious boss chair, and seemed to enjoy Lu Fucheng's humbleness very much: "What's the matter?"

Lu Fucheng has been in extremely poor physical and mental condition these days, and his body has not been well maintained. His face is extremely pale up to now. His lips muttered a few times, and he spoke with difficulty: "I was not at home before, please take care of my children for me. It's really embarrassing for a man to say those words. During the business trip, the most precious lover in my heart got mixed up with others for no reason. It would probably be a farce in an ordinary family.

"No trouble, he's very good." Ji Suiyun narrowed his eyes and smiled contentedly: "You should also know how sweet and soft the little thing is when hugged."

The color on Lu Fucheng's face turned white again, and it was almost transparent now, making one wonder if the sun would scatter him if it was stronger.

Lu Fucheng raised his spirits, and asked very bluntly: "Did you ever force him? After I came back, he was not in a good state of mind, and he seemed to have a shadow on sex."

Ji Suiyun lightly fiddled with the tie wrapped around his neck, pulled out a Hermes packing box from the drawer under the desk, and pushed the box to Lu Fucheng.

"Look at the date."

Lu Fucheng struggled to open the receipt with his left hand, and was instantly shocked as if the date was his birthday.The signature on the bill is Song Bai's at first glance. Song Bailan always writes his signature carelessly.

"The two of us have been together longer than you think. Besides, how do you know that he has a shadow on you? He is obviously with me, but he dare not tell you about his old relationship. You still have to force him bed?"

Lu Fucheng felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and he couldn't stand still.He even thought that Lu Fucheng was talking about the story of someone with the same name and surname. He loved Song Bai so much that he remembered it when it was hot or cold. What is "old love" and what is "forced to go to bed"? Why did Ji Suiyun receive a gift on his birthday?

"Do you know that you make it difficult for both of us." Ji Suiyun looked at Lu Fucheng coldly: "He can't let you go, but he thinks about me."

"Family affection and love are not the same thing. You have seduced him for so many years, but don't you know that the child will grow up?"

Lu Fucheng started to feel pain, which was what he was most afraid of, and Ji Suiyun hit it right.

"I don't mean anything else," Lu Fucheng said with difficulty, "I'm just afraid that he will be bullied."

"Then you don't have to worry." Ji Suiyun's index finger tapped on the table repeatedly, and he suddenly thought of something before opening his mouth.

"Before, there was a little star who pretended to have an unclear relationship with me and tried to blackmail me with what A Bai said in the recording kit, but now it has been hidden. Oh no. The recording is with me. Do you want to hear what A Bai has to say?"

Lu Fucheng nodded and bowed his neck to be killed.

The voice in the recording was slightly different from his own, but Lu Fucheng knew it was his Ah Bai who was speaking.But why is it so strange?How could Abai say such a thing?

The boy's voice was clear and sweet, with a bit of arrogance and arrogance. He said that Mr. Ji was willing to take off his suit and go into the kitchen for him. He said that he was not afraid of being exposed, and the relationship with himself would be smoother without it. He said that he also wanted to see what step Ji Suiyun could do for him.

"For him, of course I would do anything." Ji Suiyun turned off the recording and ended with these words.

Lu Fucheng smiled, and he said, that's good.

As long as Ah Bai likes it, as long as Ji Suiyun treats him sincerely, that's fine.

Lu Fucheng said to Ji Suiyun in a strong spirit, every word was like entrusting: "Abai grew up with me, I cherish him, and the relationship was confirmed after him, please don't pay too much attention to these, when you quarrel don't put him down with this

To tell you the truth, my hand was a bit of an accident in engineering, maybe... Maybe it won't recover very well in the future, my friend didn't tell me, but I know it in my heart.Abai has suffered a lot, I am reluctant to see him being wronged, you have good conditions, usually pamper him more, but please trust him, Abai loves someone, definitely not for money

Ah Bai has a soft and innocent temper outside, don’t take him to places that are too messy, he will only be pampered to those who are close to him, don’t think he is too clingy and annoying, he is too insecure after a long time .Don't urge him to grow up, really, it's good for Ah Bai like this, don't let him see too much is bad, and don't neglect him.I thought about it a lot last night, and the more I thought about it, the more I regretted it, he always wanted to go to Argentina, but now he didn't make it..."

There are many things I regret, why didn't I take Ah Bai out to play on October [-]st.Why didn't you stay with him well, say I love you more times, draw less pictures at night, hug Ah Bai more, and sing him more songs.

Looking at him, Ji Suiyun was inexplicably moved.Ji Suiyun still doesn't quite understand how lingering and passionate love can be, but he can feel that Lu Fucheng loves Song Bai more than he thought.

When Song Bai mentioned some things about Lu Fucheng before, Ji Suiyun only felt disdain and disapproval.Because Ji Suiyun is a man, he understands how despicable a man can be. The so-called love and forbearance are just deceiving Song Bai, a child who doesn't understand anything.

But now, Ji Suiyun can't lie to himself, Lu Fucheng's heaviness and sadness are all real.Song Bai was his heart, and when Song Bai left, his heart was also hollowed out.

It was rare for Ji Suiyun to be patient, and he replied: "I will treat him well."

Lu Fucheng said, "I have one last request."

He said "demand", not "request".

Ji Suiyun signaled him to say.

Lu Fucheng took a deep breath, and his tone was humble but firm: "If one day...he makes you angry, or you have someone better around you, give me a call when you don't like him, I want him .”

The sadness and humbleness of a man is roughly the same.