Beginning without end

Chapter 53

How can it be possible not to miss home? Song Tiantian has to check the weather forecast in Liaoning every day to see if the temperature has dropped, if it is snowing, and if his mother hurt her leg before, will it hurt when the wind blows.But now, what is home?

Ji Suiyun knew the address of his home, the school where Song Bai's father taught, and Lu Fucheng's father had a bad heart.What can Song Bai do.

"I thought about it, let's go back earlier this year for Chinese New Year." Song Bai swallowed a whole prawn, his voice hoarse: "I want to eat the salty hot pot stuffed meat made by my aunt. Why are Shanghai dishes so sweet..." Mingming It was a very small wish and trivial matter, but it aroused all of Song Bai's weakness and grievances, so much so that his words were full of crying and trembling.

Shanghai is so big, but there is no place for Song Bai to live in. No matter how many and beautiful phoenix trees are, they are not as solid as the pines and cypresses of northern cities.

Lu Fucheng pursed his lips tightly, unable to say a word for a long time in sadness.

"Abai..."

"Chengcheng, don't say it." Song Bai stopped Lu Fucheng's unspoken words, he knew that Lu Fucheng would definitely say, I'm sorry, I made you wronged.But really, Lu Fu has done enough for him.

Song Bai put the chopsticks aside, raised his head and smiled at Lu Fucheng: "Let's go, the sun is so bright, do you want to go to Guanhai Park today?"

Lu Fucheng wiped the corners of Song Bai's mouth with a napkin, and responded softly: "Okay, you can go wherever you want. By the way, do you want to go to Disney? I have been in Shanghai for so long, and I haven't had time to take you there yet. "

Lu Fucheng would nod Song Bai no matter what he said, he already knew that all the assumptions had become unrealistic, and what Song Bai was waiting for now might just be a call to remind him of his life.

Lu Fucheng and Song Bai walked out of the small shop together. Song Bai lowered his head and stomped on the mottled tree shadows on the ground. He was still a little childish in front of Lu Fucheng.

Lu Fucheng looked at him with pampering and doting eyes.

"Abai, what do you want to do in the future?" Lu Fucheng asked.

Song Bai was stunned: "I haven't thought about it yet."

"It's strange to say that your previous boss called me early in the morning. He said that he asked me to persuade you that the competition in South Korea was too deep and told you not to take it to heart. There are still yours in the store. location." Lu Fucheng took Song Bai's hand and said gently, "I guess you don't want to go, so just tell him and ask what you mean."

Song Bai's head buzzed, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. Ma Dejin was clearly in the same group as Ji Suiyun.Lu Fucheng never imagined what Song Bai suffered when he was locked up during the few days when he was supposed to go to South Korea.

Song Bai was almost desperate, Ji Suiyun asked Ma Dejin to call Lu Fucheng over him, it was clear at a glance, it was a clear threat.

Song Bai began to panic and become irritable, and he even began to vent to the people close to him for a sense of security: "Why didn't you tell me when he called! Why didn't you tell me right away!"

His voice was too loud, which attracted the sideways glances of several passers-by around him. Song Bai had no time to pay attention to other people's gazes. He stood where he was, the vast whiteness in front of his retinas, and the overexposed colors almost made him dizzy.

It wasn't until Song Bai slowly regained his senses that he saw Lu Fucheng's face clearly, such a helpless and sad face.

Song Bai was in pain like a sharp knife piercing his heart, gouging out his flesh and blood.When had he ever seen such a clear helplessness on Lu Fucheng's face?

When Lu Fucheng took a two-year break from school, his future was uncertain, but Lu Fucheng was smiling with firm eyes.When Lu Fucheng was drawing pictures and reading books under the dim light of the night market, the environment was so harsh, but Lu Fucheng's expression was still peaceful.Lu Fucheng has always been tolerant, loving and helpless towards Song Bai, but now, such strange and clear helplessness is written on his face.

"Chengcheng..." Song Bai went to pull Lu Fucheng's hand, his face full of tears: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother, I really want to go back..."

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He called him brother, and for a moment it seemed that Lu Fucheng saw the little boy who only knew that he was afraid when he was in a catastrophe at the age of seven or eight and asked his brother to beg him.

His name is brother, Lu Fucheng can't get angry at all, he can't get enough resentment, he forgets the pain when the scar is not healed.

"Abai, Abai, it's not your fault. Don't apologize, and don't cry." Lu Fucheng wiped his tears and took him to the side to stop: "It's my fault that I don't understand my little friend's heart more and more. If you want to go back, it's fine. , is better than growing grass at home...do you want to call your boss back first?"

Song Bai held Lu Fucheng's clothes with one hand, and pressed Ma Dejin's cell phone number with the other trembling slightly.Lu Fucheng stood beside him, straight like a pine tree growing in the south.

"Xiao Song?" The other party answered quickly, and Ma Dejin's voice was as disgusting as ever: "Did you think about it?"

After thinking about it, I have to obediently go back to Jing'an and listen to Ji Suiyun's words.There is no one good person, no one...

Lu Fucheng was very quiet, he couldn't hear the voice from the microphone on the other side, but he told Song Bai with his eyes - do what you want, don't be wronged.

So Song Bai was willing to be wronged by Lu Fucheng.

"Boss Ma... I shouldn't have been petty before. I'm young, and there are too many things I can't stand." Song Bai's fingers holding Lu Fucheng were broken one by one. Song Bai struggled in panic, In the next second, Lu Fucheng's hand was directly put into the palm of his hand.

Ma Dejin smiled: "If you do well, you will definitely have a bright future. Don't miss me when you develop."

Song Baihou's mouth was filled with sour water, full of nausea.

"Then when shall I go?"

After Ma Dejin was quiet for a while, there was no sound, and then he seemed to read a string of addresses from the front to the mansion and the back to the club.As soon as I heard it, I knew it was Ji Suiyun's arrangement, Jinyu was away.

Ma Dejin was also afraid that Song Bai would not be able to remember, so his tone was unconsciously flattering: "I'll send you another message on WeChat later, at 08:30 in the evening, don't be too late."

Song Bai responded in a low voice, and hung up the phone.

"How?" Lu Fucheng asked.

Song Bai smiled: "Everything is fine."

Lu Fucheng nodded: "Let's go to the park."

"No, go home and lie down for a while, and go out to eat at night." Song Bai shook his head and turned around in the bright sunshine.

Lu Fucheng frowned: "Why do you go out to eat at night when you go back to work? Do all the employees have to go? I will call Li Yang tonight and ask him to take care of you."

Lu Fucheng's meticulousness and gentleness are simply more difficult to resist than the torture and torture. Song Bai went crazy with a headache: "It's okay, a big client who took the cake from me before named me, otherwise Ma Dejin wouldn't call me I guess it is a soft policy to invite me tonight, so I have to be kept anyway.”

Lu Fucheng just nodded and didn't respond.He and Song Bai walked back on the road, the sun was not warming the two of them.