Beginning without end

Chapter 20

The medicine prepared by the nanny for Ji Suian was placed on the side of the dining table.She didn't dare to be too coquettish and self-willed in front of Ji Suiyun, and after eating, she obediently took the medicine holding the glass as if being tortured.

The more Song Bai ate this meal, the more he suffered. He felt that the food in his throat was hard to swallow, and he didn't want to finish it too soon.Ji Suiyun looked at that after Ji Suian finished taking the medicine, there was still half a bowl in Song Bai's bowl.

Ji Suiyun frowned slightly: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it."

The porcelain spoon in Song Bai's hand hit the bowl wall hard, the sound was slightly harsh.Without saying a word, he just put the spoon down.

"Wash yourself and rest early." Ji Suiyun said lightly to the girl who was looking over here, stood up and tapped Song Bai's shoulder to signal him to follow him.

Song Bai habitually lowered his head and followed Ji Suyun, and he felt uncomfortable again. He was not healthy at first, and with the wind blowing all afternoon today, Song Bai's steps were a little light.He felt that the villa was so big that he couldn't reach his end when he walked on it. The thick and soft SHAW carpet was under his feet, and he couldn't make any sound when he walked over it.

When Song Bai is very repulsed by a person or an environment, he will easily lose his mind, just like now he thinks of the cold and white tiles in the rented house between him and Lu Fucheng. If he is wearing hard-soled slippers, his steps will be a little heavier. If he stepped on the floor tiles loudly, Lu Fucheng would always tell him to be gentler and slower, so as not to make noise downstairs.Lu Fucheng later bought Song Bai fluffy soft-soled slippers, the sound was much quieter, and the floor tiles no longer felt hard.

Song Bai didn't see that Ji Suiyun had stopped, he directly bumped into the man's hard and broad back.

Ji Suiyun turned his head and glanced at him, there was something dark and unfathomable in his eyes, which seemed to be a little displeased, but it was more of a roiling lust brewing in the depths.It's just that the two of them haven't communicated with each other properly yet, and an invitation for a video call comes from the side pocket of Song Bai's clothes with the phone vibrating and a clear notification sound.

At this time of night, it is self-evident who sent the video call.

Song Bai looked at Ji Suiyun, and subconsciously took half a step back.

At that moment, his mind was almost blank, and Song Bai's hands and feet were as cold as if he had been soaked in ice water all night.

"It's so late, it should be something urgent, pick it up." Ji Suiyun paused after speaking, his tone was very flat, he didn't know if he really didn't mind, or he didn't want to make a fuss outside the room.Ji Suiyun pushed open the bedroom door, took Song Bai by the arm and led him in.

Song Bai's clothes were thin, and Ji Suiyun's hands were heavy, pinching the soft flesh inside Song Bai's arm.After Song Bai was dragged into the room, Ji Suiyun closed the door heavily, and even locked it twice.

"Take it."

Song Bai's face was so pale that he had lost all blood. He is a person who is particularly prone to nervousness and fear.When he forgot to do his homework when he was in junior high school, his legs would tremble when the teacher asked him, let alone someone like Ji Suiyun who had really hurt and threatened him.This man's tone is usually soft, but in the corners of his eyes and brows, a murderous knife is brewing.

Song Bai finally took out his mobile phone, and he saw that the caller displayed was indeed Lu Fucheng, and in the middle was the avatar made of Song Bai's photo that the man had been using since the day he had WeChat.

The moment Song Bai clicked on mute, the ringing of the phone also stopped at the same time, it should have hung up automatically.Song Bai's stomach began to convulse crazily, his throat was so stiff that he couldn't even swallow saliva.This was Song Bai's problem seven or eight years ago. At that time, he was too scared by his strict father who was a high school teacher. When he was taught a lesson, he would reflexively feel sick to his stomach, and would want to vomit in severe cases.

Ji Suiyun touched Song Bai's cheek, and asked, "No answer? Have you thought about an excuse for tomorrow? Your big designer loves you so much, do you really have the heart?"

Ji Suiyun smiled and began to unbutton Song Bai's clothes at the door, with a relaxed tone: "But in fact, he didn't lose anything. He earned his reputation and made money, so what's not to like?"

"Don't say any more." Song Bai lowered his hand and let the phone fall straight to his feet. At this moment, he was completely numb: "Can I go take a shower?"

Ji Suiyun hugged Song Bai's waist, Song Bai's body was white and translucent, especially the waist, like a tender lotus root, and after rubbing it hard, it turned green.

Ji Suiyun loves his waist so much, it makes him feel happy when he touches it.It just seems that the temperature in the hand is a little hotter.

"fever?"

Song Bai nodded blankly.

A bit of impatience and disgust appeared on Ji Suiyun's face: "I've been sick for three or four days and haven't recovered?" He actually regarded everyone as himself, and his headache and fever can be almost healed after taking medicine for a day.

Ji Suiyun was a little weakly disgusted, and didn't want to touch him too much, but Song Bai had already hooked him up, and now forcing him to change or endure is really not Ji Suiyun's style.

Ji Suiyun sat on the sofa beside the bed and greeted him, "Come here."

Song Bai raised his head and stared at Ji Suiyun for a long time, his tone was very firm, without any timidity: "This will not work."

How could it be? He should always leave something clean for Lu Fucheng. Lu Fucheng's kisses are so gentle and pious. He has never even forced Song Bai to bow his head.If one day he knew that his most precious child was being bullied like this, it would hurt his heart so much.

Song Bai didn't know that from the moment he bowed his head under the oppression of power and violence for the first time, he no longer had the right to choose and speak.The so-called bottom line of principle is extremely ridiculous in Ji Suiyun's view.

A person should not care too much about another person before he has the ability to protect himself, otherwise his knees will be easily weakened, and his spine will be particularly easy to be broken.

Song Bai automatically ignored a lot of painful experiences later on. After thinking about it, he felt that he should have been worthless at that time, and could cry until he was out of breath.

But in fact he didn't cry, he just died partly.

Ji Suiyun didn't get anything from it, either physically or psychologically.Song Bai's technique was so bad that Ji Suiyun wanted to kick him anxiously.After all, he was a person who didn't like to do anything, so he waved Song Bai away lightly.

"I should give you some homework."

Song Bai stood up and went to wash slowly.There were new toothbrush in the bathroom, he didn't know how long he had been brushing, and what he finally spit out was blood foam.

When he went out, Ji Suiyun turned on the warm yellow lamp on the side of the bed and flipped through a thick coated paper fashion preview, all of which were new editions of luxury brand men's clothing, and the designer's new editions were immediately mailed to VIP customers for viewing.Ji Suiyun flipped through the pages very quickly, he wasn't very interested, and when he saw Song Bai, he called out to him, "Come and see if you like it?"

Song Bai sat on the edge of the bed without turning around: "Is there any cold medicine?"

"Don't take too much medicine, just get a good night's sleep." Ji Suiyun touched Song Bai's waist several times from behind with his eyes: "I'll find someone to measure you tomorrow, your waist is suitable for wearing Dior."

Song Bai lay down on his side beside the bed, he only occupied a small space, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, his legs curled up slightly, he was pitifully small.

Ji Suiyun didn't want him to sleep on his own bed at first, but when he put the things in his hand on the head of the bed and turned around, Song Bai had already closed his eyes.

Song Bai's eyelashes are very long, but neither curled nor dense. He is a small fan, and he is a small fan without a fan bone.But when he closes his eyes obediently, the advantage of being young is revealed, he is simply obedient and cute.

Ji Suiyun tucked the quilt in his hand, turned over and lay down with a distance from Song Bai.