Chapter 32: Chapter 32

If Jian Songyi knew what Bai Huai was thinking, he probably wouldn't want to go with him.
It's a pity that he didn't know, so he just wanted to treat Bai Huai well.
At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Jian Songyi got up without a minute of procrastination, washed carefully, combed the black hair that would occasionally explode, and put on a black shirt with silver buttons and slim black trousers. , The sneakers have also been replaced with formal black leather shoes.
It looked like an adult.
At half past five, I was already waiting next to the black private car downstairs, holding a bunch of white eustoma in his hand.
The early autumn fog lingered around him, falling on the petals of platycodon and the dark eyelashes, stained with gentle dew.
As soon as Bai Huai opened the door, he saw this Jane and Relaxation, and the sky was still extremely deep blue.
He was also wearing the same black shirt and trousers, except that he was holding a bunch of white daisies.
Slowly walked to Jian Songyi, his voice was low and soft: "If you are sleepy, go back and sleep for a while, or you will get upset again, and I won't be able to coax you."
Jian Songyi didn't answer him, but just took a look at him and stretched out his hand to help him straighten his collar: "You look handsome in black, you almost caught up to me."
Bai Huai's skin is cold and white different from ordinary Orientals. The facial features are exquisite and three-dimensional, and the eyebrows are cold. The extreme black is lined with the strong visual contrast, making this coldness strong.
A slight arch with the head down, a gentle and deep voice, gave birth to a kind of coldness that was completely different from the usual indifference.
Like a certain nobleman walking in the dark.
Jian Songyi thought untimely, with Bai Huai's appearance and temperament and the temperamental gentleness, if he was determined to seduce someone, there should be no seduce.
It's just that he felt that his ideas were a bit out of date, so he opened the door directly: "Go early, don't let Uncle Wen wait for us."
The black vehicle drove slowly from the city to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city. The mist has not cleared. The cool air hits the cold glass window and is plated with shallow matte, trying to isolate the narrow carriage from this sad early autumn. Come.
But when the car stopped, the teenagers still had to walk into that cold and lonely autumn morning.
Two bouquets of white flowers, two teenagers in black, the gentle and brave omega, all mourned after his death 12 years.
And the husband he loved so much during his lifetime didn't even have time to come back to see him.
A bunch of white daisies is the son's deep miss of him.
A bunch of white eustoma is a compliment to his flawless life.
The tombstone simply wrote a line: When I was born, I would love the world, when I die, I would like the world to no longer love me-Wen Zhi Mian.
The face in that black and white photo is soft and handsome, with a calm smile.
Bai Huai was nothing like him.
Bai Huai is more like his alpha father, from appearance to temperament, and the arrogance that belongs to genius, all are the same, which is probably why this man is so indifferent to this, Bai Huai's omega father is always infatuated.
Jian Songyi was a little sad and felt that he should avoid him and give Bai Huai and his father time to be alone, but Bai Huai grabbed his wrist: "Stay with me for a while, I don't want to be alone."
For the first time, Bai Huai told Jian Songyi that he didn't want to be alone, he needed him.
The last time I quarreled, it was still useful.
Jian Songyi was a little relieved: "Okay."
The two stood silently. After a long time, a faint white light appeared in the sky, and Jian Songyi suddenly said, "Bo Huai, did you know that you are not like Uncle Bo, you are more like Uncle Wen."
Bai Huai tilted his head to look at him.
This is the first time someone has said this in eighteen years.
Jian Songyi looked at the photo on the tombstone with a sure smile: "Really, you are actually more like Uncle Wen. So I think it’s pretty good for you to study medicine, and you should be very handsome in a white coat, so do you want to Let Uncle Wen bless you and be admitted to the medical school of Huaqing University."
Bai Huai chuckled: "If I want my dad to bless me for a Huaqing University exam, then my dad probably won't be rare for my son."
"If you go out and say that you will be beaten, do you know?"
"Don't you think so?"
"That's true. But did you really let your father bless you?"
"Yes."
"what?"
"I won't tell you."
"Don't talk about being pulled down."
The painful sadness dissipated with the mist as the sun rose.
Bai Huai looked at the photo on the tombstone, his heart soft and calm, his eyes oozing helpless smile.
Dad, look, he can always make me happy, I can't help but dislike him. So can I trouble you, bless me, and bless me to make him like me, once you like it, it will last a lifetime.
The wind passed gently, and the bouquet swayed twice, which was agreed.
When the two left the cemetery, it was already eight o'clock. When they returned to school, it was eight hundred years later.
Anyway, it's already late, so don't worry.
Jian Songyi just didn't want to dress like this to go to school to show off, let alone make Bai Huai dress like this to go to school to show off, and yawned lazily: "Do you want to play truant?"
Bai Huai glanced at him.
Then he walked over and whispered to the driver waiting outside the cemetery: "Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry, please wait a long time. We will not go back for the time being. You can help Aunt Tang and I and Jian Songyi are going to escape today. Study."
Uncle Zhang: "..."
Being lonely and ignorant like him, he didn't know for a moment whether he should marvel at someone who can speak so confidently about truancy, or praise Bai Huai for being so polite even for truancy.
But he was also aware of the education method of the Jian family, so after a few instructions, he should come down and report to the boss.
The two remaining people swayed aimlessly along the road like that, swaying to the Ling'an Mountain next to the cemetery.
The Dajue Temple on the top of Ling'an Mountain is the most famous temple in Nancheng.
Especially the wishing tree, the famous spirit.
Jian Songyi didn't believe this, but Ms. Tang believed it.
Ms. Tang said that there are no gods and Buddhas in the world, but if a person firmly believes in something in his heart, his wish will definitely come true.
Jian Songyi didn't know whether his heart was firm or firm, but he knew that the little girl selling the red cloth of the wishing tree was firm in heart.
Wrapping them all the way from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, Jian Songyi couldn't bear it, and spent fifty yuan to buy two heavy red cloths.
Bai Huai took the one he stuffed himself, and couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know that the technology of Elysium has been developed to use QR codes? Are you prematurely aging before you need to pay IQ tax? age"
Jian Songyi looked indifferent: "No way, I hope you become a dumb so much that you can't choose food."
The two broke up unhappy, one east and one west, separated by thousands of miles.
Bai Huai took the ugly red cloth and looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt that he could not choose food for a while. He found a pen and wrote carefully on the red cloth.
After finishing writing, he walked to the side of the wishing tree and looked around, only to find that no branch was worthy of his wish.
Looking back, Jian Songyi at the other end of the wishing stand hadn't written anything at all, just squatting on a booth, talking to an old monk.
Turning his back, he couldn't see the expression, nor could he see what was on sale at the stall, but the rag was left by his feet, leaving him indifferent.
Bai Huai smiled suddenly. He was expecting Jian Songyi to buy these two rags just now because he wanted to make a wish for himself on this special day.
He thinks too much.
I just don’t know what this young master who doesn’t know the sufferings of the people will be tricked into buying. If, like Ms. Tang, he bought a string of wooden beads for eight thousand, he would have to consider whom to give to the family’s financial power in the future. The thing is.
Bai Huai rolled up the red cloth thinly, put it in his trouser pocket, and walked towards Jian Songyi.
It's just that when he arrived, Jian Songyi seemed to have completed some kind of transaction with the old monk, and when he saw him, he calmly put things into his trouser pocket.
Bai Huai squinted his eyes.
Jian Songyi stood up, patted his pants, his face remained unchanged: "I bought it for Yu Ziguo. He likes these ridiculous gadgets. Last time Lu Qifeng said something that offended him and asked me how to apologize."
By the way, I changed the subject: "Have you written the wishing cloth?"
"Do you think I am someone who can do this kind of thing?" Bai Huai said, pressing the red cloth in his trouser pocket with his fingers, for fear of showing it.
Jian Songyi curled his lips: "You are too rational and mean to live, can you be more romantic and emotional?"
Bai Huai poked the 25-yuan red cloth on the muddy ground with his toes, and raised his eyebrows at Jian Songyi, "Say me?"
Jian Songyi: "...Actually, one should not be too superstitious."
However, the hand that was put in the trouser pocket gently grasped the superstitious gadget.
I don't know if what Ms. Tang said, sincerity is spirit, is it true.
Neither of them had much interest in Buddhism, and they both pretended to have something in their hearts. After walking around for a few times, they went down the mountain with their little secrets in their trouser pockets. I didn't do too much. I went home for lunch, took a nap, changed clothes, and went to school honestly.
As soon as they arrived in the classroom in the afternoon, Yang Yue and the others winked at Jian Songyi. However, Jian Songyi was still sleepy and did not receive the signal for a long time. As soon as he got to his seat, he began to sleep on his stomach.
However, Bai Huai couldn't bear it, so he patted the pen on the table: "If you have anything you want to say to Jian Songyi behind my back, you can directly chat with us on WeChat. There is no need to abuse your pitiful faces."
"..."
Yu Ziguo: "Wow! Boy! You actually said such a long sentence to us! Do you know this is the first time you have spoken to me more than ten words since we met! I have enjoyed the Song Ge level? Treatment!"
Bai Huai: "..."
When Jian Songyi heard this, she stopped sleeping. She set her head and looked at Bai Huai, lazily mocking: "So please don't just target me in the future, and let my madness be spilled on them. A little bit of rain and dew, otherwise others will think you are paralyzed and dumb."
As soon as the taunting was over, the phone screen in the belly of the table lit up.
Xu Jiaxing started a group chat and shouted while pulling: "I have pulled in everyone except Lord Bo, please look at it."
Bai Huai: "..."
There is really no need for such a big fanfare to speak ill of others.
Jian Songyi looked at Bai Huai's indifferent expression, and found it interesting. He couldn't help but shook the phone screen a few times in front of Bai Huai, picking the corners of his lips, and beating very much: "I told you all, I usually do well. As a human being, where else would you fall to the fate of being isolated now?"
After speaking, I took back the phone, wanting to see what these silly teammates are going to do.
I am a fat mushroom: [According to the first-hand information of this class leader, Sunday is the eighteenth birthday of Mr. Bai. Would you like to post it? Help Mr. Bai to transform from a boy into a real man! ]
Marshal Xu: [If you raise funds to find mb, I can pay 100 yuan. ]
Cute little Lolo: [I can be that mb, free. ]
Lu Qifeng: [? ]
The fortune teller asked me for a 40% discount: [I’m not bad either. ]
Jian Songyi: [What do you picture? ]
Cute little Lolo: [Picture color, picture cool, picture comfortable. Sex. Feeling Xiaoluo, free shipping online. ]
[Cute little Lolo is removed from the group chat. 】
Lu Qifeng: [Okay, go on, to be serious, I personally think that Bai Huai will not like this noisy birthday party, so don't worry about it, just let Jian Song just figure it out. ]
I am a fat mushroom: [Where can I go? Please eat and sing on birthdays. That’s a tradition for several of us for so many years, okay? Since Lord Bo is one of us, he must abide by this tradition! And my gifts are all ready. ]
Marshal Xu: [Yes! Even if there are other arrangements on the birthday, it is not convenient to spend with us. Then one day in advance, everyone have a meal and sing a song, hello head office, right? ]
Yu Ziguo: [I also prepared a gift...Although it is not valuable, I did it for a long time. ]
Lu Qifeng: [Small idea, ask Bai Huai, would you like to come out for a gathering on Saturday? If you are willing to have a few of us, you can prepare. If you don't want to, you will give you a gift, and you can pass it on to us. ]
Jian Songyi tapped on the screen, thought for a moment, exited the group chat interface, clicked on [Unlucky Boy], and quickly sent it to:
[Tomorrow Yang Yue and the others want to have a meal and sing a song, are you coming? There is no arrangement for the day after tomorrow, just tomorrow, you will be an ordinary gathering with friends. ]
[I know that you don’t like crowds of people, but not all of them are white-eyed wolves. These are stupid. Although their brains are a little bit awkward, they all make do, and treat you as their own, so I wonder if you can Don't always be so stinky, can you get a little bit of popularity? ]
[You can figure it out by yourself, I won't advise you, it's none of my business anyway. ]
Then there are a few screenshots.
[Look, you are all worried about your boy becoming a man, even Yu Ziguo has prepared gifts for you, are you embarrassed to hurt others? ]
One by one WeChat, without stopping.
The tone was irritable, the words were blunt, and he was very disgusted when he was impatient.
However, Bai Huai smiled a little, and replied without hesitation: [OK. ]
Bai Huai knew that Jian Songyi didn't really like this kind of social gatherings. He saved such a game just because he wanted to share his friends with himself.
Just like when he was a child, Jian Xiaosong would secretly hide his favorite toy in a big box every time, and then drag the big box hummingly and stuff it into Bai Xiaohuai's room.
I think it’s good, so I want to share it with you.
Paramecium's way of thinking is so clumsy and straightforward.
But so cute.
Bai Huai raised his lips and couldn't help replying again: [But don't let them worry about the thing that boys become men. You, as my best brother, can't you take care of the coming-of-age ceremony? ]
Jian Songyi:?
He once again felt that Bai Huai had played a trick, but he still had no evidence.
Bai Huai watched Jian Songyi staring at the screen of the phone with a grumpy and confused expression, pressed his smile, and pushed the pretentious gold glasses on the bridge of his nose.
It feels good to be inappropriate.
No need to be human.
Saturday’s party was set at 8pm. After dinner, a group of people went straight to KTV.
Originally, according to Xu Jiaxing and Yang Yue’s intentions, the entire high-end business club had to open a few sets of royal salutes to have the face, but because there are two minors in the Seven Fairies group, they are too student-like. So it was rejected by the club boss.
I can only sit down and open a few boxes of beer.
Mr. Xu and Mr. Yang were frustrated. They were eating shrimp crackers while planning to go to the clubhouse after graduation. They also called the most beautiful mb. Nothing else, they asked them to do the college entrance examination questions in the private room. One thread, no clock, no tip!
The viciousness of his heart made Yu Ziguo and Zhou Xiaoluo shudder.
But the real protagonist, Bai Huai, had a calm face from start to finish. Once he entered the private room, he sat in the corner and played with his mobile phone. Jian Songyi was also uninterested. Sitting next to Bai Huai, he looked at his mobile phone screen from time to time. Two eyes.
The scene is a bit cold.
Lu Qifeng usually came out to play the most, and felt that since he came out to play, he should have fun, otherwise it would be better not to come out, so he consciously assumed the duty of warming up.
Throw a dice cup directly in front of one person: "You can all play dice? Let's not play complicated ones. It's the simplest, the size is the smallest, whoever is the smallest drink, and a few points less than the penultimate, just drink a few glasses. Then the one with the highest number of points can choose to ask the question with the lowest number of points. No matter what the question is, it must be answered truthfully. Dare to play or not?"
The dark blue laser light flickered back and forth, the auto-playing "Chengdu" came from the speaker, and the next room was crying and howling like "love when you die" and stopped one family after another.
When people arrive at a place, the person is right, and the atmosphere is there, it seems that they shouldn't dare to play. Besides, a few people are all tempered for fear that the world will not be chaotic.
Bai Huai didn't like making noise, but he knew that these idiots must have prepared surprises for him behind the scenes. The current games are just pre-existing scenes.
He didn’t want to let everyone down, and didn’t want to let down his mind. He put down his phone and smiled:
There’s nothing I dare not play, but Jian Songyi can’t drink. One is underage, and the other has stomach problems. Understand."
Jian Songyi, who was about to open the bottle cap: ...Why didn't I know that my mother said that?
Forget it, the sky is big, the birthday is the biggest, I will bear it.
As the organizer, Lu Qifeng felt like a mirror in his heart: "That's OK, then if Brother Song loses, then Bo Ye will help drink."
Just as Jian Songyi wanted to refute, Bai Huai had already picked up the dice cup and said lightly: "Okay."
......
Forget it, the sky and the earth are big, the birthday star is the biggest, I will continue to bear it.
Fortunately, Jian Songyi had good luck. The first one opened, 5 dice, 28 points, and would not lose anyway.
Leaning on the sofa, lazily stretched out two big long legs: "Your brother Song, I have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, when have I lost?"
Then he watched Lu Qifeng's 24 o'clock, Zhou Luo's 22 o'clock, and Yang Yue's 18 o'clock.
However, Yu Ziguo is very good. He took out the skill of drawing the lotus and shook it at 29 o'clock.
After that, Xu Jiaxing, four two, one one.
Seeing everyone here couldn't help but laugh.
Yang Yue has even begun to help Xu Jiaxing pour wine: "What do you think is your bad luck? The four two belts are sharp, Doudizhu did not play like you."
Xu Jiaxing stubbornly resisted: "Everything is not yet settled! I still have Lord Bo! What if he is younger than this!"
"You use your brain to calculate, what is the probability? This is smaller than you, so I'll stand upside down... thin..."
Bai Huai opened the cup.
Five one.
......
The scene was silent.
Bo Huai was not surprised at all, smiled indifferently, poured himself four full cups, and drank it in one go.
Jian Songyi looked at the five ones and really didn't know what to say. He could only find a far-fetched reason: "Is there a problem with the dice?"
He didn't believe that Bai Huai really did just that.
Sit up straight, stretched out his hand in front of Bai Huai, held his dice cup, slid down the table, swayed in the air, and buckled up.
Open the cup.
Five six.
......
Yang Yue was heartbroken: "Brother Song, I know you don't like Grandpa Bo, but at least it's someone's birthday, why bother to put another layer of salt on the wound?"
"..."
This time Jian Songyi really had nothing to say, and stood up and walked towards the door: "I'm going to the bathroom. Would you like to come with me? I haven't seen anyone standing upside down."
Yang Yue: "...Thanks for the invitation, no more."
Naturally, Lu Qifeng would like to see Bai Huai lose. He gloated and hit the iron while it was hot: "Yu Ziguo, you have the most points. Just ask what you want. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop."
He said with a suggestive look.
Yu Ziguo is a clever person. The soul of CP is burning and rubbing his hands excitedly. Without hesitation, he asks the question he has held in his heart for a long, long time: "Boye, what I want to ask is, do you like it? People?"
"This question..." Bai Huai chuckled lightly, then stopped talking.
He didn't deny it directly.
Jian Songyi, who had just walked to the door, couldn't help but pause. The hand pushing the door was hanging in the air, and couldn't help but look back at Bai Huai.
The amount of Bo Huai's alcohol is really not good. After four large glasses of beer, the end of his eyes is already slightly red.
Leaning on the back of the sofa, stretched out his hands to unbutton the two shirt buttons, and loosened them, revealing the slender neck and collarbone, completely devoid of the self-consciousness of the cold and abstinent Kaolin Flower.
The long and narrow eyebrows stared slightly, the mole of tears kissed the light scarlet end of the eye, his eyes seemed to sweep from the door intentionally or unintentionally, and the corners of his lips pursed with a smile that seemed like nothing.
An understatement.
"Have."