All the protagonists of the abuse novels I wrote have come to me

Song Jie's words made Song Bai stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

He could see that Song Jie was not aimless, and it was because he was not, that made him stunned.

What made him more concerned was that he himself agreed with Song Jie's words.

After Song Jie finished speaking, the conditioned reflex in his heart was a hmm.

Fu Ling is certainly not simple.

How does a person who has been blind for only one year manage to deal with all kinds of daily life proficiently?

Hua Manlou was able to live like a normal person because he was blind since he was a child and he practiced martial arts with hearing and eyesight. No matter how smart Fu Ning was, in just one year, he would not be as good as he is now.

More importantly, Song Bai couldn't see the pain of sudden blindness in him at all, and he didn't even feel sad or even caring.

This is not normal.

Song Bai is not stupid, just because he was tempted by Fu Ling, it doesn't mean that he has blinded his reason. It was because he was tempted that he paid attention to Fu Ling, and then found out that something was wrong.

And the reason why he didn't want to go further with Fu Ling also had this reason.

He wasn't even sure whether it was a coincidence or intentional that Fu Ling appeared in front of him.

From Xingfu District to Jiangjiyuan, if it was really a coincidence, it would be too coincidental, especially when he followed him not long after he moved, he had to think about it.

Song Bai even suspected that Fu Ling was also one of the protagonists, but he just concealed his identity for some purpose.

But this suspicion was only maintained, because the remaining three protagonists had no similarities with Fu Ling.

Then he began to doubt his memory, because the more he interacted with Fu Ling, the more strangely familiar he felt.

Could it be that he had contact with Fu Ling when he was a child?

But no matter how you think about it, it's impossible. Let's not say that he has no impression. With Fu Ning's identity, it is impossible for them to have overlapping social circles when they were young.

Song Bai thought about it, but couldn't figure out why, so he could only keep his doubts in his heart, but now Song Jie picked it out and put it in the light.

He was stunned for a moment, crushed out the burnt cigarette butt, got up and walked back, and threw it into the trash can as he passed by.

The banquet continued, but Song Bai was not in the mood, he sat there without moving, he was having a good time, he was good-looking, many little girls came to strike up a conversation, and some of them were his classmates.

"If I tell you to dance, then do it, what do you want me to do?" Song Bai encouraged, he hoped that right and wrong can be like a real 15-year-old boy, who can play whenever he wants and make trouble when he wants to.

"Then I'll go?" After confirming his attitude, Shi Fei happily took the little girl with him.

He was good-looking, and the little girl who came to invite him was also very beautiful. When the two of them entered the dance floor, they really looked like a golden couple, even the colors of the clothes they wore matched each other.

For this banquet, Song Bai specially learned ballroom dancing in a surprise attack, and right and wrong also followed suit, but he didn't expect that he, the right master, would be useless, and the accompanist would use it instead.

There are not so many rules for young people's gatherings. Ms. Zhao San has a lively and cheerful personality. Today is her birthday again. The dance floor quickly changed from a well-regulated ballroom dance to a dynamic nightclub style.

The lights dimmed, the music was deafening, and the boys and girls took off their coats and jumped up happily.

Song Bai stared in astonishment, completely overturning his understanding of the birthday party of the second generation of the upper class and the rich.

What about the suit and dress waltz piano piece?What style is this?

So much so that when Fu Yan sat down next to him, he didn't notice it immediately. He leaned over to pick up the champagne during the gap between the songs, glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and choked in the next second.

"Fu, cough, Brother Fu?!"

Amidst the flickering lights, Fu Yan tilted his head and smiled: "It's me."

Song Bai took out a tissue to wipe off the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, a little flustered, after all, he had just speculated about the other party behind his back: "Why are you here? No, how do you know I'm here?"

The previous question was nonsense. With Fu Ning’s status, the invitation letter will definitely not miss him. He was curious about how Fu Ning sat next to him, not to mention the smell. He didn’t use his usual ones for styling today. Shampoo, and perfume to match his identity, it is absolutely impossible to tell it is him by the smell.

Fu Ling leaned back on the sofa, with a relaxed posture; "I asked the waiter."

Song Bai was annoyed by his stupidity for a moment, he just asked people directly, he didn't care about his breath, he coughed lightly and said, "When did Brother Fu come, why didn't I see you in the main hall just now?"

Fu Yan said: "Ten minutes ago, the company was late for something. I didn't expect you to come. I thought I heard it wrong."

Song Bai took a look at him. This was the first time he saw Fu Yan wearing a suit. He usually dressed in loose casual clothes. The suit was tailored to fit him well, outlining his figure. He was stronger than he imagined, with broad shoulders and narrow shoulders. Waist, two long legs can't fit between the sofa and coffee table.

"Alex took me and Shifei to see the world."

Fu Yan smiled and seemed to agree: "Why are you sitting here alone and not dancing?"

The gap between changing songs passed, the music sounded deafening again, and the lights became dimmer.

Song Bai had no choice but to move closer to Fu Ning, covering his left ear: "No, I prefer to watch than take off."

After speaking, he suddenly realized that it was not good to say this in front of blind people, but the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back.

Fortunately, Fu Ling didn't think too much about it, and even expressed his agreement: "That's right."

When he spoke, he turned his head towards Song Bai. Song Bai just finished speaking and didn't back away. As he approached, the distance between the two was less than a finger.

Song Bai subconsciously held his breath.

Fu Ling seemed to sense something, and was also taken aback.

Song Bai looked at the face close at hand, feeling as if he had seen it somewhere before, and asked unconsciously, "Did we know each other before?"

Fu Ling withdrew his body, his handsome face could not be seen clearly under the dim light of the dance floor, and his low and hoarse voice was faintly incomprehensible: "Why do you ask?"

Song Bai came back to his senses, thought for a while, and said: "I always feel that you have a sense of familiarity, which school did you go to in elementary school?"

Fu Ling seemed to smile, but this smile made Song Bai feel a little uncomfortable.

"No." He said lightly, "We didn't meet before I moved to Xingfu Community."

The doubts in Song Bai's heart were not dispelled, but Fu Ning said so absolutely, so he didn't ask any more.

The music was too loud, and it was very difficult for the two of them to talk. Fu Ning motioned to go outside to breathe. Song Bai was a little hesitant considering what Song Jie had told him, but he was worried that Fu Ning went out alone. He looked around and didn't see anything. The figure of Song Jie could only make gestures with the joyous right and wrong who was dancing, and helped Fu Ning out.

"Thank you." Fu Ling put his hand on Song Bai's arm.

Song Bai was suddenly curious about how he usually attends this kind of gathering. There is a blind path in Jiangji Garden, and he can record the location of everything at home, but right now he has neither.

"There is an assistant." Fu Ling said abruptly.

Song Bai couldn't believe it: "You know what I'm thinking?"

Although he was not very good at hiding his emotions, how could Fu Ling know if he couldn't see it.

"I guess you're thinking about this." Fu Yan said in a relaxed tone, "At least we've been together for so long, and we're considered friends. I can probably guess what you're thinking."

Song Bai stared into his eyes: "Then guess what I'm thinking now?"

Fu Ling "looked" at him, and met his gaze, as if his eyes were facing each other: "You are wondering...whether I can see it."

Song Bai was stunned, he was really thinking about this, but he shook his head on purpose: "No."

Fu Ning raised his eyebrows.

"I was wondering what you were thinking." Song Bai said in a sly tone.

Fu Yan laughed.

The two of them didn't go too far, so they sat down on the table on the side of the corridor connecting to the garden, and chatted with each other. From time to time, someone passed by and cast stunned or surprised glances at the two of them.

Fu Ling couldn't see it, he just regarded it as air, and Song Bai didn't know these people, so he just ignored them.

"I said I couldn't find the baby next door, so I hid here."

Suddenly a familiar voice sounded, Song Baidun looked over and saw Alex who was lazily leaning against the colonnade, he didn't know how long he had been standing there.

"Alex..." Song Bai was inexplicably guilty.

"It turned out to be Mr. Fu." Alex looked at Fu Ning, the lighter in his hand opened and closed with a crisp sound, his expression was lazy, but his voice was cold, "Mr. Fu abducted my cousin, please Let me know."

Fu Ling's expression was calm: "Song Bai is an adult, so he doesn't need to use the word abducted." After a pause, "I'm sorry, I forgot, Mr. Feng's Chinese is not very good."

Alex's face turned cold.

Song Bai stood up: "It's too lively inside. I asked Brother Fu to accompany me out to get some air. I'm sorry to trouble you."

As he spoke, he gave Alex a wink.

Maybe some people enjoy the feeling of two or even many people confronting each other for themselves, but Song Bai hates it or even resents it.

Jiang Can and Zhu Peiqi's kind of non-malicious play, he was happy to see them coming and going to get closer.

But Alex and Fu Ling are obviously not, he doesn't like it.

"Do you want to go back?" He directly cut off the conversation between the two, "It's getting late, I'll call right and wrong, Brother Fu, do you want to go back with us?"

Fu Ling "looked" at the two of them: "No, I still have things to do, you go first."

He promised so simply, Song Bai hesitated instead: "Do you want to go in first?"

Fu Ling took out his mobile phone and signaled: "No, I will call the assistant over."

Song Bai didn't insist anymore, and followed Alex away.

Hearing the sound of footsteps walking away, Fu Ling slowly suppressed the smile on his face.

This banquet was a perfect fulfillment for Song Bai. He gained knowledge and met his cousin Song Jie. More importantly, he got to know his attitude, and the crisis of his life was resolved. It must be because of blood relationship. He had no reason to believe what Song Jie said.

So he began to ponder whether he should move out of Jiangji Garden and move back to the Happy Community.

But he didn't dare to say it, for fear that Jiang Can and the others would think too much.

They treated him very well, but he wanted to move out. He didn't like to cause trouble to others, and he was afraid of causing trouble to Jiang Can and the others because of himself.

After hesitating for a while, it was Jiang Can's birthday.

At the same time, Lao Qi, dragging his luggage, knocked on the door of the villa.

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