Beginning without end

Ji Suiyun was stunned for a moment, he thought, if you were not wrong at all, how could you meet me.

Compared with the lack of focus in his heart, Ji Suiyun's expression on his face was cold and firm. After hearing so many sincere appeals from Song Bai, he only replied: "I will not let you go." He pitied Song Bai, Let Song Bai go, but who will pity him, and who will let him go?

Song Bai's face was a kind of ashen daze: "What if I have to go?"

Ji Suiyun was very calm, as if what he said was just a trivial matter: "Then I will lock you up, you will be a missing person, a dead person in the eyes of most people. You didn't Parents and friends, I don't need to waste my energy to restore the innocence of an insignificant person." Ji Suiyun held Song Bai's face in his hands, and said lightly: "Ah Bai, don't give me such a chance to do it, I am reluctant."

"It's like this," Song Bai said in a hoarse voice, "You can treat me like this from the very beginning, completely destroying my hope, and it's better than making me self-righteous and still waiting for two months to end. Watching me bump into a dead end Broken head, do you have a sense of accomplishment?"

Ji Suiyun lowered his eyes, showing some sincerity: "At first I didn't expect that I would not be able to let you go like now."

"When I don't like you anymore, I'll let you go." Ji Suiyun's last words were like a curse, so evil and powerful, it turned over and over again.

After that, no one mentioned the expiration of the deadline.

Song Bai's reaction was not as big as Ji Suiyun imagined, Song Bai just seemed to be more silent, got some wool in his hands, and knit for a day.But he didn't even ask about Song Huafeng, which made people feel unbelievable.

Three days later, it was Ji Suiyun who mentioned it first.

The sweater has already been knitted with two long sleeves and a front placket. Song Bai is nestled in the soft sofa in the bedroom, with eyes downcast and stitching delicately.The light was projected obliquely downward from the wall behind him, and the slender eyelashes like insect wings cast thick shadows under Song Bai's eyelids.

His appearance is not overly feminine, but he is more gentle and patient than most boys.Too good to be true.

Ji Suiyun came back later than usual, and he sat next to Song Bai after entering the room, without taking off his coat.

Song Bai's feet were bare and hanging by the side, his whole body was white, and his feet were more beautiful than others, his ankles were thin enough to hold around, Ji Suiyun couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to hold it.

Song Bai's calf trembled, his thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything unnecessary.

"Your father is fine. A witness took the initiative to take the video and went to the police station to testify." Ji Suiyun's palm lightly stroked Song Bai's ankle and calf, and his frivolity was a little out of shape.

Song Bai already knew about this, his mother called him this morning.Not to mention other trivial things, Ren Hantao was quite happy that this time it was a blessing in disguise, and the school leaders didn't know what kind of madness they had. There is no need for Song Huafeng to teach in a garbage school.

Song Bai understood what was going on in his heart, as long as Ji Suiyun was satisfied, he would never be stingy about winning people's hearts.

Seeing that Song Bai was distracted, Ji Suiyun scratched the soles of his feet affectionately, which made Song Bai shiver and almost got stuck by a needle.

"Ah Bai, talk to me." Song Bai hardly spoke these days. Ji Suiyun was busy during the day and didn't have much time to pay attention to Song Bai. At night, he endured Song Bai's repulsion. Ji Suiyun knew him I am angry.But it has been a little longer, and Ji Suiyun is not very satisfied with this way of getting along.To him, Song Bai is not a plaything that is only suitable for venting his desires on the bed, what he pays attention to is a little bit of spiritual appeal, and most of the time Ji Suiyun just wants to talk to him.

Song Bai didn't think Ji Suiyun would listen to what he said and would agree: "I want to go home, this time my mother must be terrified."

"No." Sure enough.

Ji Suiyun pulled out the things in Song Bai's hands and put them aside, and pulled Song Bai to find a suitable place in his arms: "The sweater is not finished yet, what are you doing when you go back?"

Song Bai's eyes don't have much focus, and through Ji Suiyun, he seems to be able to see far away: "Then let me go back to the rental house, I'll get something."

This request is not excessive, not to mention that Lu Fucheng has already moved out.

"when to go?"

Song Bai thought for a while: "Tomorrow."

Ji Suiyun nodded, let go of Song Bai and got up: "Go to bed first, I have something to do in the study."

It is estimated that Ji Suiyun will not be able to relax during this time. The water behind Huaijing is too deep, and the real estate is just a small business. The real big thing is the smart technology park to be built.The top financial team in the industry calculated for two days, and it is estimated that to get the right to speak, it will cost at least more than one billion yuan. The Ji family's generation is less engaged in politics. means.

Ji Suiyun found someone to stare at Huo Qitong, Cheng Liang didn't say anything, and Cheng Liang didn't seem to trust Huo Qitong very much.

There are too many things, and I hope to finish some of them a year ago.Recently, even Song Huafeng's matter was taken care of by someone.

Unexpectedly, Song Bai suffered from insomnia at night. He has been unable to sleep for almost half a month. Only when Ji Suiyun is exhausted can he uncontrollably sleep for a while.

In the early morning, Ji Suiyun hadn't come back yet, Song Bai got up and opened the curtains, and stood there for a long time.No one in this family cares whether Song Baikai is happy or lonely, as long as the owner's flower is still open when viewing it, that's enough.

Song Bai looked at the dark and vast world in the distance, he thought, besides being Lu Fucheng's little stamen, he would never be someone else's flower.

The driver who sent Song Bai back was the one Ji Suiyun was used to. Although he was not a little more warm to Song Bai than before, he seemed to have more respect. It was no longer an attitude towards guests. He treated Song Bai like Like facing Ji Suiyun.

"Mr. Song, are there many things?"

Song Bai shook his head.

"It's okay, Mr. Ji explained, I will accompany you to get it, and clean up carefully."

Song Bai frowned, feeling extremely disgusted by Ji Suiyun's pervasiveness, but he really didn't have the strength to resist anymore.A little struggle and resistance, Ji Suiyun is like looking at a cat with its paws outstretched and its belly open, and a bigger resistance Ji Suiyun will use all base but effective methods to completely suppress Song Bai.

How disgusting.

Ji Suiyun's people followed Song Bai, he was quite polite, he stood by the anti-theft door without Song Bai inviting him into the house.

The room seemed to be a lot empty, and there was no more energy, and it was as cold as a coffin.Song Bai walked into his and Lu Fucheng's bedroom, and took out a small wooden boat from the small drawer of the bedside table.