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Early the next morning, Song Ci was woken up by the sound of firecrackers and felt a splitting headache.

Li Fan was making breakfast, saw that he had woken up, and said, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Song Ci said in a hoarse voice, "A little bit."

Li Fan said: "There is ready-made honey water on the table, drink it quickly to moisten your throat."

Song Ci got up, went to the front of the table and picked up the glass of honey water with just the right temperature, drank it in one gulp, and felt that his throat was much more comfortable.

After Song Ci finished washing his face and brushing his teeth, the food was already on the table.

He walked over and sat down, "I didn't do anything strange last night, did I?"

Li Fan handed him the chopsticks, "No, your wine tastes very good, and you have been sleeping since you got drunk."

"That's good."

After dinner, Song Ci was in charge of washing the dishes, and Li Fan was lying on the bed reading a novel.

Li Fan found a copy of Gu Long's "The Prodigal Son of the Border Town" at a second-hand book stand a while ago, and was fascinated by it. Later, he found many Gu Long's novels one after another, and read them with gusto when he was free.

After washing the dishes and drying his hands, Song Ci came to Li Fan's bed and sat down.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Song Ci said, "Li Wei, I want to call my mother."

Li Fan raised his head from the novel and looked at Song Ci. After a moment of silence, he got off the bed, put on his shoes, and said, "Let's go, I'll accompany you."

Song Ci smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

Since coming to S City, Song Ci and Li Fan had a tacit understanding, and neither of them mentioned the people and things in the past.Now that we have agreed to start over, we must completely cut off the past.

However, on such a special day as the New Year, Song Ci couldn't help but think of Xia Mobing.

He wanted to know if she was okay, he wanted to know how the incident turned out, and whether she was involved.

I hated her so much when we were together, but after we separated, the loathing gradually faded away, replaced by growing worry.

The two came to the public phone booth on the side of the road and dialed by coin.

Listening to the short beep on the receiver, Song Ci held his breath nervously.

"Hello?" The phone connected, it was a female voice

"Mom?" Song Ci was so nervous that his voice was trembling.

"Are you sick? Who is your mother? I'm not married yet!"

The phone was hung up mercilessly.

Song Ci could tell that it was indeed not Xia Mobing's voice.

He suspected that he had made a mistake, so he confirmed the phone number with Li Fan and dialed it again.

"Hey!"

"Excuse me, is Xia Mobing here?"

"Are you still the one who called me Mom just now?"

"……it's me."

"I just moved in, and I haven't had time to change my phone number. I'm not your mother, and I don't know Xia Mobing, so don't call me again."

After speaking, the phone was hung up again.

Song Ci hung up the phone and turned to face Li Fan.

"That house has moved in with a new tenant."

Li Fan looked at him and asked, "What are you thinking about now?"

Song Ci was silent for a moment, then asked anxiously, "Will my mother be taken away as a murderer?"

Li Fan took a step forward, held Song Ci's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Even if this is the case, you can't do anything, can you?"

Li Fan was right, he couldn't do anything.

Song Ci held back his tears and said, "Go home."

As soon as I walked to the gate of the building, I met Mrs. Yang's family head-on.

Mrs. Yang said: "We are going to visit the temple fair, do you want to go together?"

Li Fan said without thinking, "Go."

He wanted Song Ci to go out to relax and stop thinking wildly.

The temple fair is on Shadow Mountain in the eastern suburbs. There is a large temple on the mountain, and incense is usually very popular. It is a relatively famous scenic spot in S City.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and there are even more people who come to pray. The foot of the mountain is full of cars, and the mountain road leading to the temple is full of people, rubbing shoulders.

Neither Li Fan nor Song Qingmeng believed in Buddhism.

However, how many people come to this temple to burn incense and kowtow because of their true devotion to the Buddha and their dedication to goodness?

Like the increasingly popular constellation theory among students, it is nothing more than self-deception and seeking comfort. Fake other people's hands create thin hope in the suffocating life, giving people the courage to go on.

Halfway through, Mrs. Yang wanted to stop to rest, and said to Li Fan: "You are young and have good physical strength. You don't have to hang out with us. You can go up first, and you don't have to wait for us when you go back."

The two hesitated for a moment, thinking that Mr. Yang was there anyway, so they left first.

Song Ci remained silent.

Li Fan wanted to talk to him, but didn't know what to say, so he had to stay silent with him.

Some people go up the mountain and some go down the mountain.

Song Ci was accidentally bumped by a person coming down the mountain, and almost fell down the steps, but fortunately Li Fan hugged him in time.

When Song Ci stood firm, Li Fan took his hand and walked up without saying a word.

Song Ci didn't say anything, and let him lead.

Li Fan's hands were dry and warm, his palms pressed together, and there was a constant flow of calming power, which gradually made Song Ci feel at ease.

When they arrived at the temple gate, both of them were sweating a little.

There is a huge incense burner at the entrance of the temple. Many people burn incense and kowtow here, and the smoke is so choking that people can't open their eyes.

Li Fan let go of Song Ci's hand, went to the incense shop next to him to buy incense, threw them into the incense burner, and knelt on the futon with Song Ci and kowtowed three times.

After getting up, the two of them went into the temple together, bowed down to the gods enshrined in the temple one by one, and then came out.

When going down the mountain, Li Fan said, "Everything will be fine."

Song Ci nodded vigorously, "En."

On the third day of junior high school, Li Fan's annual leave ended and he started to go to work.

Song Ci asked: "Why is it still a night shift? Isn't it changed every half a month?"

While changing his clothes, Li Fan said, "A colleague had family problems and couldn't work the night shift, so I changed with him."

Song Ci didn't ask any more questions, and after sending Li Fan out, he read a book at home.

Until it was past nine o'clock, Song Ci felt sore eyes and back pain, so he went to the bathroom to wash his face, put on his coat, and went out for a walk.

He walked under the street lamp, feeling the cool night like water.

Anyway, since he was free, Song Ci had an idea and decided to pick up Li Fan from get off work.

The hotel where Li Fan works is not too far from the house they rented, only seven or eight bus stops away.

Anyway, there were still several hours before he got off work, Song Ci decided to walk over slowly, and it was time to exercise.

After walking for more than an hour, Song Ci arrived at Sunshine Resort Hotel on the Sea.

The hotel is brightly lit at night, much more beautiful than during the day.

He walked around the perimeter of the hotel twice, until the security guard at the door looked at him with a little wariness, and then sat down in the small flower bed next to the exit of the employee passageway, waiting quietly for Li Fan to get off work.

I don't know how long I waited, and people began to come out of the employee passageway.

Song Ci stood up and stared at the exit, worried that he would miss Li Fan.

But after waiting for a long time, until almost everyone had left, Li Fan was still nowhere to be seen.

Song Ci was a little anxious, walked up to a woman who had just walked out, and asked, "Hello, do you know Li Fan? He is an employee of the room department of this hotel."

This woman happened to be Xia Shuqiu.

She sized Song Ci up and said, "I know Li Fan, but he resigned years ago."

Song Ci frowned, "You just said...resign?"

Xia Shuqiu said: "Yes, he has resigned for almost two months."

Song Ci was stunned for a while before saying, "Oh, okay, I see, thank you."

Xia Shuqiu said that you are welcome, then turned and left.

Song Ci stood there for a long time before remembering to go home.

The bus was gone, and Song Ci was reluctant to take a taxi, so he could only walk back on foot.

He walked faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally ran.

On the empty and deserted streets in the early morning, Song Ci ran forward with all his strength, towards home.

His throat hurt from running, his heart was beating wildly, and he was sweating profusely, but he didn't stop for a moment.

Song Ci desperately wanted to see Li Fan and asked him clearly.

Song Ci ran into Li Fan on the tree-lined path near his home.

Li Fan saw him first, and hurried towards him, his face was full of worry, and he said reproachfully, "Where have you been?!"

Song Ci was exhausted from running for a long time, so his knees softened and he knelt down.

Li Fan was startled, and hurriedly reached out to hug him.

Song Ci leaned against his body and stood up straight, breathing heavily.

Li Fan hugged him tightly, anxious and worried.

"Where did you go? What did you do? You made yourself so embarrassed."

Song Ci didn't say a word, and when his heartbeat and breathing gradually calmed down, and his body gained strength, he stretched out his hand and pushed Li Fan away, took a step back, looked at Li Fan's face intently, and said, "I went to the hotel where you work to find you. .”

Li Fan's expression immediately became flustered.

Song Ci continued, "But the people at the hotel told me that you resigned two months ago."

Li Fan quickly calmed down, and he looked back at Song Ci, waiting for him to finish speaking.

Song Ci said forcefully, "Li Wei, why are you lying?"

Li Fan said in a deep voice, "I just don't want to worry you, I didn't mean to lie to you."

Song Ci was silent for two seconds and said, "What happened? Tell me."

"On the day you were sick and hospitalized, I was framed by a guest for stealing his watch. The hotel didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so they chose to sacrifice me to preserve the hotel's reputation. At that time, you were very sick, and later you had to recover from your illness with peace of mind. I didn't want you to worry about me, so I kept it a secret. After you recovered from your illness, I went out to look for a job, and I joined a nightclub as a waiter on the recommendation of my former colleague. Nightclubs are a place where dragons and snakes are mixed. If you I know, I will definitely object. But the salary there is twice that of the hotel, and it’s not hard work, I can’t give up, so I lied to you that I still work in the hotel, but I just changed the morning shift to the night shift.”

After speaking, Li Fan looked at Song Ci quietly.

Song Ci said: "If I didn't find out, how long are you going to hide from me?"

Li Fan said: "You can hide it for as long as you can."

Song Ci was speechless.

The dream bubble of smooth work and peaceful life that Li Fan tried his best to create suddenly shattered in front of him, which made Song Ci panic.

It is not difficult to imagine how many setbacks and tribulations Li Fan has experienced, how much grievance and heartache he has endured during these times when he was unconscious.But Li Fan never showed these things in front of him, not even the slightest bit. Instead, he tried his best to whitewash the hideous life to be peaceful and smooth.Under the cover of Li Fan's painstaking efforts, he lived happily alone.

Thinking of this, Song Ci's heart hurt like a needle.

Looking back at this moment, he seems to have never done anything for Li Fan. It was Li Fan who was sacrificing, giving, and forbearing all the time, while he accepted his sacrifice and dedication with peace of mind, and there was nothing in return.

Song Ci despises himself like this, he feels ashamed in front of Li Fan.

He walked to the side of the road and sat down weakly, covering his face with his hands.

Li Fan followed him and sat down beside him.

"Sorry, I should have lied to you."

"No, it's me who should say I'm sorry." Song Ci's dull voice escaped from between his fingers, "I feel like a vampire, a parasite, sucking your blood every day. Sooner or later, you will be killed I suck it up. Li Fan, I don't want you to live such a life, and you don't need to live such a life. Without me, you can definitely live better."

Song Ci put down his hands covering his face, turned to look at Li Fan, and said in a deep voice, "Li Fan, leave me alone."