Song Song

When Lin Xiaosong inadvertently raised his head, he also froze on the spot. Those self-indulgent thoughts that had sprouted in the dark at this moment flooded in like a tide, and surrounded him completely.

He was terribly ashamed, even a little angry, angry with himself—without the slightest sense of being human.

Liu Yang is still as strong as before, wearing work clothes to make his shoulders wider.

"When did you come to Beishi?" He asked Lin Xiaosong.

Lin Xiaosong squeezed the child's schoolbag tightly, and smiled at him: "I've been here for a few years."

"What's the phone number?"

Lin Xiaosong honestly reported a series of numbers.

"Let's go." Chu Yi said coldly, his eyes swept Liu Yang lightly, and he took a step ahead with the child in his arms.

Liu Yangming said logically, "Go back quickly, and contact me later."

Lin Xiaosong said goodbye to him, quickly followed Chu Yi's heels, and glanced back halfway, the man was nodding and bowing to talk to the guest.The ordinary days of being together day and night flashed in his mind, and Lin Xiaosong finally felt a little sad.

The sex thing that night was quite sloppy, Chu Yi could feel that the other half was absent-minded, and he sprinted hard at the end, but Lin Xiaosong was like a dead fish, without the slightest reaction.Chu Yi got angry, dragged him to the bathroom, unscrewed the shower and poured him thoroughly, Lin Xiaosong screamed, the man finally let go, threw his head tossed, and said coldly: "Take those things that shouldn't be there. Put your mind away, you are already married."

Several weeks later, Lin Xiaosong received such a text message - "Xiaosong, I am Liu Yang, I invite you to dinner tonight, are you free?"

It was in the morning, and the executive chef was presiding over a regular meeting to deliver some instructions from the company. It was a rather serious meeting, and it was inconvenient for him to type a reply. Later, when he was busy, he simply delayed the matter. He didn't think about it until the afternoon, hesitated, Or pretended to be sick and asked for leave to go to the appointment.Small steps bumped up and down.

Lin Xiaosong went to the shopping mall first, bought a new outfit for himself, stroked his hair well in front of someone's fitting mirror, dressed up and stretched out, and walked out of the store with shopping bags.I went to the cosmetics counter again and bought a set of lotion and mask.

"How hypocritical," he murmured to himself.

He and Liu Yang made an appointment at a Sichuan grilled fish restaurant.

Standing by the window, although the man was plainly dressed and was unremarkable among the crowd, Lin Xiaosong still saw him as soon as he entered the door.

At the same time, Liu Yang also looked towards the door of the store, with a surprised expression on his face, he stood up slowly, with a hard smile on his honest face.

Lin Xiaosong walked and sat across from him, as if meeting an old acquaintance, his tone was quite natural: "I'm here."

Liu Yang smiled, and there was a bit of naivety in the hard smile: "Seeing that you didn't reply to the text message this morning, I thought you weren't coming."

"I'm busy at work, so I don't have time to look at my phone." Lin Xiaosong explained, and then asked him, "Why did you come to Beishi?"

Liu Yang said: "Anyway, I'm alone, so I don't care where I drift."

The waiter handed over the menu, Liu Yang asked Lin Xiaosong to order, and Lin Xiaosong ordered a grass carp with some vegetables and vermicelli.

The business in the store was deserted and there were not many diners. The two sat and waited for the food to be served, chatting a few words from time to time, and learned from the conversation: Liu Yang originally went to Shenzhen to do small business. His demolished house was sold, and all his savings were thrown into it. He thought he could earn more money if his business grew bigger, but his friend ran away with the money, and no one has been found so far.

Lin Xiaosong didn't like it. He would rather that this person had become rich and wanted to make a clean break with the past, so he deliberately avoided him all these years.

Liu Yang casually mentioned: "The man at the entrance of the hotel last time was your husband, he looks really temperamental."

Lin Xiaosong hurriedly said no, and paused for a few seconds, "That's... my colleague, we went to someone else's wedding, and he has a car, just right, just right on the way with me."

He stammered and finished the fabricated words, he was so guilty that he didn't even dare to look at the other person's eyes, he couldn't understand why he had to tell such a lie, and he knew in his heart that it would take thousands of lies to tell one lie come round.

Liu Yang didn't think much: "Where do you work now?"

Lin Xiaosong stabilized his mind, and took a quick glance at the other party: "At Chunhe Hotel, I will be a cook there."

Liu Yang said with emotion: "That's very good, your dishes are cooked well, you can't let this skill go in vain."

Lin Xiaosong picked up the teacup and took a sip, his heart beating violently. He looked out the window to expand his field of vision, trying to forget the episode just now.

Steam was rising from the induction cooker, and the grass carp was simmered on low heat for a while. The whole grass carp was almost fully cooked. Liu Yang picked up a large piece of fresh and tender fish and soaked it in the soup, and then sent it to Lin Xiaosong's bowl.

"Eat." He said briskly.

Lin Xiaosong tasted it with his chopsticks, and the tip of his tongue was burnt.

"I come here often, the taste is not bad."

Lin Xiaosong swallowed the fish in his mouth, coughed twice, "It's delicious."

Liu Yang lowered his head to pick up the vermicelli and snorted. When he was sweating, he rolled up his sleeves and wiped it casually, not caring about his self-image at all.

While they were eating, a group of people suddenly came to the store. It was the weekend, they looked like middle school students, their faces were full of youthful breath, and they seemed to be reckless in their lives.

Lin Xiaosong was slightly stunned, thinking that his two daughters would go through this process in the future, he felt that the time was passing too slowly now, and wished he could jump to the step where the children grew up.

"I remember that Pingping is a little golden pig." Liu Yang interrupted his thoughts, took out a red velvet box from his pocket and handed it over, "This is for the children, it is my kindness."

Lin Xiaosong said, "Take it back, she doesn't need it."

But Liu Yang insisted: "It's just a small bracelet, it doesn't cost much, and it should be used to keep the child safe." Seeing that Lin Xiaosong was not moving, he leaned over and pushed the box forward again, "You want to pay it back? I'm a friend, so you can keep this thing, I'm only so capable, I can't give the child anything good."

"Thank you." Lin Xiaosong accepted without any further rejection.

For a long time, the two of them were silent. Liu Yang glanced at Lin Xiaosong from time to time, put a lot of words on his lips, and put them back in a second, and repeated them until the end without saying a few words.He didn't say anything, but Lin Xiaosong also understood that people from the Northeast had the best face and didn't like to report their worries to the outside world.

The whole fish was eaten with only the bones left, Lin Xiaosong looked at the time: "I have to go back, next time I will treat you to dinner."

Liu Yang got up and saw them off.

When Lin Xiaosong arrived home, Chu's mother was feeding the child, and passed spoonfuls to Lele's mouth.Seeing him come in, Lele grinned and called "Dad" with a smile.

When Mother Chu heard this, she thought it was a good opportunity to be persuasive, so she asked the child, "Lele, how many fathers do you have?"

Lele stared at her with big black eyes.

Mother Chu looked kindly: "There are two fathers, besides Xiaosong's father, you also have a Chu father." Chu's mother fed the child again, "From now on, we will also call Uncle Chu 'father', remember?"

Lele has a half-knowledge: "Remember."

"So good." Chu's mother wiped the soup from the child's mouth, then raised her head and asked Lin Xiaosong, "Did Chu Yi call you? I didn't get through to his cell phone, and I don't know if he won't come home so late. Say."

"Maybe he's busy." Lin Xiaosong took out his mobile phone and looked at it. There was a missed call on it. He called back, but no one answered it.

"There is food in the kitchen." Chu's mother put down the bowl, "I'm going back, oh yes, don't buy shoes that are so big for your children in the future, just fit them well, little girl's feet are too big and it doesn't look good."

Lin Xiaosong said: "Her feet grow fast."

Mother Chu said based on her experience of coming here: "You can't buy ones that don't fit your feet, otherwise your feet will grow bigger and bigger. If you don't have money, it's up to Chu Yi to take it."

At about nine o'clock, Chu Yi had time to return the phone call. The man's voice was slightly hoarse: "Is the child asleep?"

"I haven't slept yet."

"Something happened in the hospital at night. I just had an operation and I'll be back later."

Lin Xiaosong hummed, but didn't say anything. Since that night, there was a layer of tulle between the two of them, leaving room for everything in their hearts.You know, sometimes "respect each other as guests" is not a very good word.

"Dad, which uncle is it? Do I know him?" Lele looked and looked at her wrist like a lotus root, "But I'm not a pig, I'm a mouse."

Lin Xiaosong put away his mobile phone, looked at the golden pig bracelet, "Oh, it's all the same, as long as it looks good on you."

Lele shook her arm, and the little golden pig on the wrist rope also swayed back and forth, "Look, Dad, isn't it pretty?"

Lin Xiaosong said: "Pretty, we look good in everything Lele wears. Sleep well, tomorrow is Monday and we have to go to school."

"Okay." The child obediently closed his eyes, and after a while, he started snoring.

Lin Xiaosong sat obliquely on the side of the bed thinking about something, lost in thought, finally sighed, went back to the master bedroom, took out the high-end lotion and mask that he bought just now from the bag, opened a box, and prepared to try the effect.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face, applied a hydrating mask, and lay on the bed to enjoy life, not to mention, expensive has its benefits.

Later, when he heard the door open, he went to the living room with his pale face, afraid of wrinkles on his face, he could only squeeze his throat and say, "Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, I'll go and heat it up for you."

Chu Yi stared at him for a while, then twitched the corners of his mouth, "Go back to your room and stay, you are too scary to look like this."

Lin Xiaosong walked towards the room with his head up, went to the bathroom to wash off, and then sat on a chair and began to apply lotion on his face.

Chu Yi stood at the door with his arms folded and looked, and found the shopping bag on the table, "Did you go shopping today?"

"I suddenly wanted to go for a walk, so I went to the mall and swiped your salary card."

"I've received a text message." Chu Yi looked at him, "Have you finished wiping it? After wiping it, let me go to hot food."

Lin Xiaosong stopped patting the milk, turned around and looked at the man, "I asked you just now if you ate, why didn't you say so?"

Chu Yi didn't reply, and Lin Xiaosong was not annoyed, he looked at the mirror in a good way, and then prepared to help him heat the meal, but unexpectedly, the man had already leaned on the sofa and fell asleep, and his sleeping appearance was very good.

Lin Xiaosong woke up Chu Yi after warming up the food. The man squeezed his temples and stood up. He sat on the dining table and ate something casually. His appetite didn't seem to be very good.

"Are you busy today?" Lin Xiaosong sat beside him.

Chu Yi said, "It's okay."

Lin Xiaosong tentatively said, "Let's not do it today, I'm afraid you'll be tired in bed, but I'm not that tired."

Chu Yi glanced at him, pointed to the vegetables on the plate, "Your stir-fried vegetables are salty."

Lin Xiaosong argued hard: "Your mother fired it."

Chu Yi smiled, tapped his head with the top of his chopsticks, put it down and left, "Of course you won't be tired if you just lie down and enjoy it."