Xia Lang

Tenacious struggle.

He no longer dared to lift his eyes, and even felt like sitting on pins and needles standing in his sight. He was afraid to see some kind of hot and heavy emotion in Li Zhaozhuo's eyes, because he was destined to fail his prayers.

Perhaps because he watched the head of the house go far away, Steward Fang ran over without holding his umbrella, "Master, the young master's leg..."

Li Bikang was a little cold, "If it is broken, I will send it to the hospital, and I can't help him pick it up out of thin air."

That's what I said, but... If the master's words were heard by the young master, it might be so chilling.

Steward Fang, who was stalked for a while, expressed his concerns, "Master, he doesn't cooperate very much. We are afraid that the injury will be aggravated."

A brat who doesn't cry without seeing the coffin.

Li Yikang waved his hand, "Then let Dr. Hu give him an injection to calm him down."

"……Yes."

Butler Fang hurried back again in the heavy rain.

Song Linju's throat rolled slightly, trying to moisten his throat that had been burned by the fire, but it had little effect, and the tone of his spit out was so low and hoarse that it was a bit weird, "Let's go."

Under the pouring rain that hurts the eyelids and almost drowns people, it is good that Li Zhaozhuo can see which one is Song Linju, not to mention that Li Yikang deliberately stepped forward when he moved, blocking the dispute between them .

In Li Zhaozhuo's eyes, Song Linju just turned his head and looked at him for a while without knowing it, and was about to leave as if nothing happened.He jumped down desperately from the second floor, in his eyes, it seemed to be no different from a leaf falling from a branch.

The same lightness, the same is not worth his stop.

"Song Linju... don't go!"

"Please……"

"Don't go..."

He shouted with all his strength, and all he got was an indifferent back, as if the person hadn't heard his appeal at all.

"Song Linju...I will hate you!"

Song Linju's steady footsteps finally paused for a moment. Although it was expected that Li Zhaozhuo would hate him according to what he did, knowing it in his heart and being yelled out by him at the top of his voice were two different things.

Seeing that Song Linju really stopped, he repeated what he said just now, "Song Linju, I will hate you if you leave!"

There is unbreakable cruelty and determination between the words.

But whether he is subdued or ruthless, Li Zhaozhuo just hopes that the person will stop for him.

After the shocking and ruthless words were finished, Li Zhaozhuo's face was full of humble prayers that did not match the tone, and his eyes were fixed on the back of the man.

Will he come back?

He will definitely come back, right?

It's like every time he sent him home, he watched his leaving back from behind, no matter how steady Song Linju's steps were when he went upstairs, he would always look back at him at the last step of that flight of stairs.

Song Linju's pause was actually only a matter of a few breaths, but waiting always takes a long time, and waiting for a trial is even more so.

In Li Zhaozhuo's eyes, the heavy rain, the grass, the servants, all the insignificant things are blurred, and only one person can be reflected in his eyes.

After the noise was automatically blocked, in the space measured by the heart rate, he could only hear the sound of his own rapid breathing. It was not because of the piercing pain, but the anxiety and longing that surged every moment while waiting for the trial , fearing the outcome of the trial, and at the same time eagerly looking forward to it.

Soon, the person reflected in the eyes moved.

The only figure that can be reflected in his eyes is getting smaller and smaller.

Instead of looking back, he chose to move forward, leaving Li Zhaozhuo, who was covered in scars, alone in the heavy rain that was about to overwhelm the city.

Bewildered and uncontrollable panic appeared on the face of Li Zhaozhuo who was thrown away, his eyes were sore, and it was hard to know whether it was the heavy rain or something else that washed his cheeks.

"Song Linju..."

"Song Linju, I will hate you!"

"Song Linju...Song Linju!"

Song Linju got into the car in a hurry and closed his eyes, as if this could block out the roar of hatred.

The car gradually drifted away, turned into a corner and completely disappeared. Li Zhaozhuo's eyes were completely empty, and nothing else could be reflected. The last impression was the noisy and swaying phantom in front of him.

Chongming, which is located in the south, has relatively distinct seasons. The transition from summer to autumn is smooth, and the clothes can be worn one by one, so that people will not be caught off guard by going from wanting to be shirtless to being tightly wrapped in jackets and scarves.But Li Zhaozhuo's summer left him in just one day.

After returning home, Song Linju glanced at the empty and dark room, and sat on the sofa for a while.

After a long time, he took out his mobile phone and called Lin Qiuman.

"Mom, I want to take two days off."

Listening to her son's listless voice, Lin Qiuman was a little worried.

If it wasn't for something, the child wouldn't ask for leave at all, and she would ask for leave for two days. She put down her work and asked quickly: "What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want mommy to take you to the hospital again?" "

Hearing his mother's gentle and concerned voice, Song Linju's psychological defenses collapsed for a moment, and the bad emotions that he had suppressed all the way gushed out as if he had found an outlet.

The teeth were pressed against the knuckles of the index finger to barely maintain the surface calm, the second knuckle of the right hand was already bleeding, and the voice transmitted to Lin Qiuman's ear through the current was the same as usual, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, I want to rest Two days."

Originally, Lin Qiuman didn't agree with him leaving the hospital so early, and agreed to his son's request to rest, "Okay, I'll call your head teacher to ask for leave, you should rest at home, I will come back early today."

"Mom, I'm fine, don't put down what I'm doing because of me."

"Anyway, I'm not very busy recently. Is there anything you want to eat? I'll bring it to you when I come back."

The tolerance and pampering in the mother's words made Song Linju's eyes circling with enthusiasm falling between his fingers.

"No, Mom, go and do your work."

In order not to let his mother hear his abnormality, Song Linju hung up hastily after saying this.

Throwing the phone aside, Song Linju, who was slumped on the sofa, rested his hands on his eyes, and sat withered in the living room without the lights on, letting the heat flow wantonly on his face.

The clock on the wall turned round and round repeatedly. After sitting there for an unknown amount of time, the room was completely dark.

The heavy rain outside is still going on, and the rain is pouring down, as if it will never get tired, making the world stay in this humid and dark time without the sun forever.

But there will always be light, even without the sun.

After staying at home for two days, they were warmly welcomed by Sun Wenhao and others as soon as they returned to school. They learned about what happened during this period of time from the mobile phone conversation.

Li Zhaozhuo and Song Linju were almost kidnapped, Song Linju was injured to save Li Zhaozhuo, his love affair was exposed and Li Zhaozhuo was imprisoned at home, waiting to be sent abroad.

No wonder they couldn't contact Brother Zhuo no matter what method they used during this time.

ten years

Although Sun Wenhao felt sorry for the hasty relationship between the two of them, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do. Maybe they could still have a little bit of resistance when they grew up, but now they are facing Uncle Li. The mantis arms block the car, and he is overwhelmed.

Brother Zhuo is such a powerful person. From the fact that he is completely controlled by Uncle Li and can't even send them a message, you can get a glimpse of Uncle Li's tough attitude.

Since breaking with Li Zhaozhuo, Song Linju also meant to alienate them, but Sun Wenhao pretended not to know, and dragged Song Linju to play with them as usual.

Originally they played together because of Li Zhaozhuo, but Li Zhaozhuo left, and Sun Wenhao didn't need to rely on someone who wanted to alienate him.

But, Sun Wenhao really thinks that Song Linju is a nice person, and he has saved Brother Zhuo several times, and he can see how much Brother Zhuo cares about him. If he doesn't take the initiative, Song Linju, who was finally pulled out by Brother Zhuo, will shrink again. Back in the cold wall, a person walks alone.

Time is ruthless, like quicksand between fingers, not only will it not stop because of human emotions, but it will slip through the fingers as soon as it finds an opportunity.

I don't realize that it's outdated, and when I react, the unforgettable past has become a distant dusty past.

Ten years later.

Li's old house, study on the second floor.

The gray-haired man behind the desk is talking on the phone. If you don't look at the serious wrinkles on his face, but just look at the sharp and clear eyes under his glasses, it will make people think that he is only in his early forties at most.

"Doctor Fu, are you sure he has let go of those things?"

Although Dr. Fu said five years ago that he had completely let go of that person, before he came back, he still worriedly called the psychiatrist on the other side of the ocean, wanting to confirm it again.

"According to observation, yes."

The gentle male voice coming from the electric current slightly soothed the inexplicable uneasiness in Li Yikang's heart.

The man seemed to have noticed Li Yikang's emotions carefully, and asked respectfully: "Mr. Li, do you need me to come back with Mr. Li?"

"no need."

Li Yukang's refusal was not because he didn't want to. After all, while his son's development speed in recent years made him gratified, he was also shocked. He was really worried, but he was no longer under his control.

The focus of his career is basically in the country. He has planned to share the fat in foreign countries for a long time. Sending his son out also means letting him take over the branch over there. It is not all for him and Lin Ju.

After all, he had told Li Zhaozhuo a long time ago that he would send him to study abroad as soon as he graduated from high school. That matter was just to advance the matter of studying abroad and postpone the time to return to China.

Except for the first year when he went abroad, he behaved like a drug addict. He was resistant and passive. He was so thin that he lost his appearance.

He seems to have transferred all his mind to his career, and in his almost desperate operation