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During Song Zhi's coma, the old man brought Fang Sheng and Fang Chengyan to visit him many times.Even if he is going through the discharge procedures, he has to come and accompany him in person.

Fang Changyun was born in the military, with a tough style, open-minded, and repaying kindness.

The old man said: "We have to compensate them for something. It is only right to pay for their medicines, but there is no reason to let people suffer for nothing and just pay for the medical expenses?"

"Inquire and see what the child likes, and let's show our sincerity."

Fang Sheng replied directly: "He likes to drink tea very much. I heard that after his eldest brother died, he and his sister-in-law opened a tea house together."

"You inquired a lot, but it's useless! You just gave this?" The old man glared at him and reprimanded loudly: "Stupid! That's what people do. They pile up tea at home and put it outside. You Do you think people will need something from you?"

Fang Sheng was so scolded that he didn't say a word, curled his lips, and asked his elder nephew for help with his eyes.

The old man simply didn't want to look at him, he was already in his 30s, and he didn't understand the most basic knowledge of the world, so he really couldn't do it.

He turned to Fang Chengyan: "Chengyan, go ask, ask his sister-in-law, or what his friends say."

The old man cast his eyes on Chen Baiyu beside Song Zhi.

Fang Chengyan understood.

After Song's family drove away Song Zhi who was discharged from the hospital, he stopped Chen Baiyu who was walking shaking his head.

"Hello."

Chen Baiyu suddenly met a pair of eyes as deep as a pool, and he looked him up and down suspiciously.

Fang Chengyan looked like a high-level business elite. Chen Baiyu had never dealt with this kind of person, so he felt strange to be stopped by him.

"I would like to ask, what is Song Zhi usually interested in?" Afraid that the other party would find it awkward, he paused, and explained: "My name is Fang Chengyan, and I am a relative of the rescued old man."

Chen Baiyu made a clear expression.

"We want to compensate Song Zhi, but we don't know how to compensate him. We want to do what he likes and come here to ask his friends for advice."

He spoke in a low voice, with an inherent indifference, but fortunately, he was polite and polite, without any arrogance. It sounded like he sincerely wanted to know Song Zhi's preferences.

Chen Baiyu nodded thoughtfully, and thought about it seriously: "He, he likes to go shopping in small shopping malls, buy some tea, and occasionally go fishing."

"Okay, I see."

"Thank you." Fang Chengyan thanked Chen Baiyu, then turned and left.

Chen Baiyu stood there for a while, looking at the other person's back, this suit, this figure, this style of conversation, he thought to himself, this guy is a bit handsome.

He stretched his head curiously to see what kind of car he was driving.

Good guy, hell, Mercedes Mercedes, tint German Black.

Good taste!Chen Baiyu gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

But the license plate number...

Tsk, why does it look so familiar?

Song Zhi was held by Song's mother all the way up the stairs. She held Song Zhi's arm tightly, as if he would run away if she let go.

The sister-in-law also prepared a table of dishes at home early, ready to clean up Song Zhi.When the uncle entered the door, she rummaged through the slippers and placed them at the entrance of the porch. The joy in her heart was beyond words: "I haven't worn them for more than a year, and I cleaned them for you today."

"Hurry up and wash your hands, and come to eat after washing your hands, it's all your favorite food."

The two women tidied up the house properly and were beaming. Song Guoxiao was the only one at the dinner table with a straight face. He neither welcomed nor showed his disgusting attitude towards his son who came back from the south.

Song's father just kept his head down and ate the food, without saying a word to his youngest son. When he was full, he put down his chopsticks and got up to go back to the house.

Song Zhi could sense the other party's indifferent attitude, but he didn't know the reason. He only answered Song's mother and sister-in-law's questions one after another. At other times, he didn't make a sound, let alone actively talk to anyone.

When Song Guoxiao got up, he only glanced at it lightly, then looked away.Seeing this, Song's mother smiled awkwardly at her son, followed Song Guoxiao, and pulled him into the room to talk about the matter.

But after a while, there was an earth-shattering quarrel in the room.

Song Zhi tasted the beef soup that his sister-in-law scooped up for him, and the sound of the dispute in the bedroom could be clearly heard in the dining room only through a wall.

"He has forgotten all about the past! Isn't that enough?" The woman's voice was high-pitched, but the man's words could not be heard clearly.Immediately afterwards, I don't know what Song Guoxiao said, which aroused even greater reactions from Song's mother.

"Well, you are so cold-blooded and selfish! What are you talking about, as if he is not your son! He was in a car accident for three days, and you have never been to the hospital once in three days!"

"You treat him like this? Are you worthy of being a father? When you are old, what will he do to you at that time? You will be punished!"

"I don't care about it!" Song Guoxiao's voice raised a bit.Song Zhi stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon, his eyelids were slightly closed, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"Eat more food, Xiaozhi." The situation was really embarrassing, the sister-in-law picked up some shrimps and cashew nuts for Song Zhi, put them on his plate, and said in relief: "You had a car accident, they were too stimulated gone."

In the room, the two were still arguing.

"You are so bossy and unreasonable, Director Song! He has forgotten everything, what do you want to call him? If you don't treat Song Zhi well now, show him face and make him run away, just wait! "

"I won't be with you then! Let's see who will take care of you, the stinky stone in the latrine!"

Song Guoxiao's temper also came up, and he yelled at Song's mother: "I don't want to eat with that sinner!"

Song's mother scolded and cried, and her emotions completely exploded——

"When will you be sober!"

"Song Xiang is gone!"

The dish picked up by the chopsticks in the sister-in-law's hand suddenly fell on the dining table, and a little sticky and reflective oil splashed around it.

The meal was not warm and pleasant at all, so Song Zhi hurriedly put down his chopsticks and said that he was going to rest.

He didn't understand why this so-called "father" had such an attitude towards him.

Also, who did the mother mention after that?

Song Xiang.

This seemed to be a name that was too familiar to him.Whenever it is mentioned, Song Zhi's heart is as hot as being boiled in a frying pan.

His name carried a heavy weight in Song Zhi's life.But now, it lay heavily in his blank memory.

The shadow lingers—

The next day, Chen Baiyu came to Song Zhi early in the morning.

"Zhier!" When he entered, Song Zhi was still sleeping, so he reached out and shook him: "Wake up, let's go out."

Song Zhi turned over and didn't want to get up yet.

"Are you awake? Let's go out and play." Chen Baiyu called him again.

Song Zhi finally woke up slowly. He raised his eyelids and glanced at the other party: "Where are you going?"

Chen Baiyu gave a "tsk" sound: "You really have changed. You used to leave as soon as you got in the car, and you didn't take a fart with you."

"Your brother Yu is going to show you around today, get up quickly." He randomly picked out Song Zhi's T-shirt and coat from the closet, and put them on the back of the chair.

Song Zhi had already sat up, and he sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, his face full of sleepiness.

Chen Baiyu pointed to the back of the chair: "Put it on honestly, don't lie down again."

"Waiting for you downstairs."

He turned the car key, walked out of the door, withdrew before taking two steps, and showed his head to the door: "Did you forget the license plate number? NN520."

……

Chen Baiyu was driving the car, chatting vigorously with Song Zhi all the way.

He claimed to bring back Song Zhi's memory, so he took him straight to No. [-] Elementary School and No. [-] Middle School in District H, talking about his stupid things from the third grade all the way to high school.

"When we were in the second year of high school, one winter, the girls' toilet collapsed."

Chen Baiyu spoke more and more vigorously, and revealed to Song Zhi a big secret that he had hidden for five or six years: "I haven't told you before, and I haven't told anyone else. It's because you don't know anything and are stupid. Come on, tell me."

Song Zhi lowered his eyes, flipped the fan blades of the car's air conditioner, and pretended to listen with great interest.

"At that time, the area of ​​our school hadn't developed yet. It was so shabby. Even the roof of the toilet was built with that kind of iron sheet. It was rusty, and there was a thick pile of snow in winter. My husband and I Your cousin was fighting, and she ran into the women's toilet. I threw half a brick on the roof to get her out, but it was so brittle that the iron sheet was broken by half of the brick. .”

"The women's bathroom collapsed, and all the girls in the school haven't used the toilet for a whole week. You have to accompany your cousin every day between classes, and walk the whole street to the public toilet, which annoys you..."

After Song Zhi heard the secret, he didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart. He glanced at Chen Baiyu speechlessly.

What a loss this man.

They went around the school, got off the car and went to the snack street next to it.

It has been seven years since I graduated from high school. Most of the original snack bars have closed down. Only a few big restaurants are still there, and the rest are basically new stores that I have never been to.

Chen Baiyu was walking, stopped suddenly, pointed to a signboard behind him and said to Song Zhi:

"When we were in high school, we ate mutton boiled in this copper pot every day."

He looked at the restaurant's sign and suddenly became sad: "Time flies so fast..."

"Fuck, my saliva is about to drip..."

He walked forward a few steps, and then pointed to the stall at the back to Song Zhi: "This is your favorite bean juice stall. You and Zhang Ling study by yourself every morning..."

Names are half spoken.

Chen Baiyu suddenly stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhi looked back at him suspiciously.

Chen Baiyu chattered all the way, but suddenly stopped at this moment, making people puzzled.

"It's okay," he said with a very embarrassed expression, "I said, at that time you climbed over the wall and came here with people every day. You always like to drink this."

Damn it, I almost mentioned someone who shouldn't be mentioned...

Chen Baiyu quickly changed the subject.

"There is also this spicy crayfish. Once you came to eat with your classmates. You didn't like Ma Xiaoer, because you couldn't eat spicy food. People thought you liked it. They peeled a plate for you, and you ate it bravely. He developed gastroenteritis and was sent to the hospital that night."

"My mother calls you Xiao Erbaiwu now."

This classmate who peeled lobsters was also that damn Zhang Lingze...

Chen Baiyu turned his head and smiled at Song Zhi, but the more he smiled, the more uncertain he became.

The more he is like this, the more he wants to hide it.I wanted to bring Song Zhi to look for memories, but he was wrong, Song Zhi's memories—how could it be possible to completely avoid Zhang Lingze?

Song Zhi listened quietly.

When Chen Baiyu saw this, he stopped laughing, and the two of them probably didn't have the heart to move on.Afterwards, Chen Baiyu proposed to find their hair boy Xiang Bin.

While driving, he became serious and said to Song Zhi:

"It's not bad, Zhi'er. It's a good thing to have amnesia. I forget all the happy and unhappy things. Before, I couldn't keep my good brother away from the idiots as soon as possible. Now, now you are just a blank sheet of paper. In the future, I will The people who want to leave marks on your white paper must be good people."

"Good guy?"

"Yes."

Song Zhi laughed dryly: "There are so many good people."

"I think the family surnamed Fang are all pretty good." Chen Baiyu actually commented seriously, "The old man is full of righteousness. You have been in a coma for three days, and I have been with you in the hospital for three days. His little one The son looks honest and filial. The grandson of the old man is also very good. I talked to him a few times that day. I thought he could do it."

Song Zhi watched the scenery passing by quickly outside the car window.

He recalled the man in the suit and leather shoes——

At that time, Song Zhi had a terrible headache. When the other party walked from the door to the window, he just glanced at the other party lightly, and then the man stood there all the time, as if he didn't want to have any sense of existence.

But later, he suddenly came over and asked himself if he recognized him.

Anyone at that scene would be stunned.

The man's abrupt behavior and words made him just a somewhat abrupt person in Song Zhi's memory.

"Anyway, thank you for wishing me good luck in the future." Song Zhi said.

Chen Baiyu turned his head and smiled. He held the steering wheel with his left hand and hooked Song Zhi's neck with his right hand.

"Go! Let's find Binzi!"

Song Zhi and Chen Baiyu arrived at Fa Xiaoxiang Bin's house, had a lunch, found someone to fill up the manpower, and accompanied Chen Baiyu to play mahjong in his back garden all afternoon.

then.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Zhi received a call from Fang Chengyan.

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