But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

The great Spring Festival holiday must of course be wasted.

In the afternoon of the first day of junior high school.

Ji Pingyu regretted staying up late at night, so he had to tease Liang Bubu complained about that.

Because this directly caused him to start turning day and night upside down again.

Although it is now the Spring Festival holidays, you can be a little more wanton, but after a long time, Ji Pingyu is afraid that he will become a vampire of the new era, and stays day and night.

The key is to sleep during the day, and not to go out to do something at night, but to waste time on certain things.

So no matter how sleepy he was when he woke up, he managed to force himself to open his eyes.

It was like this every time, when he woke up, it meant that Liang Buyuan woke up too.

Liang Buyuan went to get him something to eat, Ji Pingyu lay in bed for a while before getting up.

When standing in front of the mirror of the washstand, Ji Pingyu was completely used to his miserable situation.

Seriously, if he goes out and talks about domestic violence, people will believe him.

Today's...maybe it's breakfast or lunch, anyway, the first meal today is rice noodles with sesame sauce, which Ji Pingyu ordered yesterday.

After eating, the two soaked in the music room.

One is because Liang Buyuan has some inspiration, and the other is because Ji Pingyu is responsible for the words that have not been moved yet.

He couldn't think of what to write or how to write it.

So after the futility was gone, Ji Pingyu put down the pen in his hand: "Go out for a walk?"

As long as he mentions it, he will seldom say no.

So the two picked up their coats again, and Liang Buyuan was in charge of driving: "Where are you going?"

Ji Pingyu propped his chin: "I don't know, just walk around..."

Speaking of this, Ji Pingyu's eyes lit up: "Will you go back to No. [-] Middle School? Although you may not be able to get in today."

Liang Buyuan: "Okay."

Yizhong is a very special place for them.

Although both of them have only been in No. [-] Middle School for less than two years, many stories belonging to them happened in this place.

A few days ago, after the washing, it seemed like a brand new SUV drove to the door of No. [-] Middle School.

During the Chinese New Year, Fengbei is indeed lively, but there are some main streets, and there is only loneliness in a campus like No. [-] Middle School.

There is heavy snow piled up at the door, only a sanitation worker is shoveling the snow silently, I don’t know what kind of tree has lost all its leaves, only bare branches stand at the door, and there is a little bit of what looks like cotton wool on it snow.

The car stopped on the side of the road, Ji Pingyu reached out to open the door, but found that Liang Buyuan didn't unlock it for him.

He looked at Liang Buyuan strangely, and saw Liang Buyuan silently staring at the sanitation worker with a calm expression, but Ji Pingyu could taste the turbulence hidden in it.

It was a very complicated emotion.

So Ji Pingyu looked at the sanitation worker again, and he looked at it carefully for a long time, but he still couldn't turn this face out of his memory.

So Ji Pingyu asked: "Is it cool?"

Liang Buyuan lowered his eyes: "Wait for me in the car, okay?"

Ji Pingyu hesitated for two seconds, but finally nodded.

Liang Buyuan is not a child like Ji Yaoyue, so he doesn't need to watch him all the time.

The car door was gently opened and closed, Ji Pingyu was left in the car by Liang Buyuan, and the car key was also taken away by Liang Buyuan, which was equivalent to him locking Ji Pingyu in the car.

Ji Pingyu was not in a hurry, so he propped his chin and watched him wrap his coat tightly and walk towards the sanitation worker, and finally stopped two meters away.

The other party seemed to have a feeling, and slowly turned his head to look at Liang Buyu.

The weather forecast says there will be heavy snow today.

The sky has not been brewing since they got up, until now.

The first snowflakes danced and fell between the two of them lightly. Liang Buyuan, whose height exceeded 1.9 meters this year, stood there, looking at the man who was a head shorter than him, his dark pupils were calm and extremely indifferent .

The man's face has been polished by the years so that he can't see the appearance of his youth, his back is stooped, and his eyes are even more timid.

Liang Buyuan didn't say anything, just stood there.

He was no longer the skinny and weak kid back then. He was not only tall but also strong now. Even though he was wrapped in a heavy overcoat, he could faintly feel the power hidden under the clothes.

And the man is no longer the huge and irresistible demon that he looked back then.

"No, don't complain."

In the end, it was Liang Ziming who spoke first. He lowered his head and carefully raised his eyes to look at the son he could barely recognize.After he got out of prison, he had seen him on the advertising screens of various shopping malls, in various promotions, and in the music played in shops of all sizes.

But for him, this son is so strange, all these splendors make him feel in a trance, as if the person who stands in the light and is sought after by thousands of people just has the same name as his silent and thin son people with the same surname.

It wasn't until Liang Buyuan really stood in front of him that Liang Ziming had a real feeling.

It turned out that the person who was loved and praised by so many people was really his own son.

He wanted to ask him how he was doing now, but Liang Ziming felt that it was unnecessary.

It's clear at a glance who is doing poorly now.

Liang Buyuan said lightly: "You owe her an apology."

Liang Ziming seemed to flinch again: "I, I will go...but I don't know where she is..."

"I bought her a cemetery in the southern boundary, the Clothes Tomb." Liang Buyuan looked indifferent: "Because she signed the body donation at the last moment."

Liang Ziming moved his lips, Liang Buyuan reported another address, and then asked, "Do you need money for the air ticket?"

His attitude was like treating a stranger, which made Liang Ziming relieved inexplicably while being sad. At least Liang Buyuan didn't grow up with hatred, at least he is living a good life now: "No ,Need not."

Liang Ziming finally dared to look Liang in the eye without complaining: "I can afford it, you...you keep your money and spend it yourself."

Liang Buyuan didn't say a word.

He stood quietly on the road without snow, more and more goose feathers fell from the sky, some fell on his shoulders, and some fell on his hair and melted.

It's cold but not complaining, but it seems like you can't feel the cold, and the white mist formed by every breath you exhale is so gentle.

Liang Ziming didn't do anything else, just looked at him through several layers of snowflakes.

Look at the son he's been missing for ten years.

It is obvious that the two people have similar blood flowing in their bodies, but they are so far away.

Liang Ziming moved his lips, but before he could say anything, the SUV parked not far away made a muffled sound of "tuk-tuk".

Liang Ziming paused, subconsciously cast his gaze, but the first thing he saw was Liang Buyuan walking towards that side without any hesitation, as if it was an urgent signal.

Liang Buyuan walked over, and saw Ji Pingyu leaning against the window, his voice muffled through a gap in the open window: "It's snowing, don't catch a cold."

Liang Buyuan bowed his waist and lowered his head in response.

Then, without giving Liang Ziming a look, he went straight into the car with the temperature of snowflakes and the cold wind outside.

However, at the moment when the car door was closed, Liang Ziming's voice suddenly became a few degrees higher, whirling with Snowflakes in this world where only they were alone——

"sorry!"

His voice has long been hoarse and vicissitudes, like an old man who is dying, but he is obviously only in his 40s and less than 50 years old this year: "I don't complain, I am sorry for you! I am sorry for you!"

His voice finally died away when the car door slammed shut.

Ji Pingyu was slightly startled, and took another look at Liang Ziming, finally managed to find some memory.

Liang Buyuan's mother once showed him pictures of Liang Ziming. Liang Buyuan didn't look like Liang Ziming or his mother, but he looked like his grandfather.

But when Liang Ziming was young, he was also handsome.

Liang Buyuan's mother was deceived by that skin.

But now there is a big gap between this slow-moving and cautious man and the vigorous man in the photo.

You have to look for a long time before you can find any shadow of the past.

The car drove out, and there was a moment of silence in the car.

Ji Pingyu was thinking about how to speak, when Liang Buyuan said in a very calm tone: "He has changed a lot."

Ji Pingyu didn't know what Liang Ziming was like in the past, but he could probably guess that he was a drunkard and a gambler, and he almost gave his wife away because he didn't have money to do things like pimping. What a man looks like at that stage.

And Liang Buyuan seemed to murmur: "When I was a child, I only remember him smelling of alcohol and scolding, but he is good at one point. Even if he is extremely irritable, at least he won't beat me and my mother."

It's just that the appearance of Liang Ziming kneeling on the ground beating himself, cursing himself, and throwing things everywhere left too much shadow on Liang Buyuan when he was young.

Liang Ziming is not a competent father, nor is he a good person.

Liang Buyuan: "I have thought about what will happen to him when he comes out."

After all, Liang Ziming was not sentenced to death, but to fixed-term imprisonment.

It's just that Liang Buyuan didn't expect that he would be released on parole.

Ji Pingyu listened quietly, and when he stopped, he hummed at the right time to show that he was listening.

So Liang Buyuan continued: "I thought he would keep asking us for money like before, insisting on gambling, believing that he could win, or coming back with a usury loan and kneeling in front of the house crying Say you were wrong."

But nothing.

Ten years of prison reform have been very successful.

Liang Ziming looked at him with guilt and apology, so much so that he didn't dare to ask him for an air ticket.

Liang Buyuan stopped before the red light: "He is very strange like this."

If it wasn't for that blood relationship, Liang Buyuan would hardly recognize Liang Ziming.

Ji Pingyu waited for a while, until the red light jumped to the green light, but did not wait for Liang Buyuan's follow-up, so he took the initiative to ask: "Then, what do you think?"

"I don't know." Liang Buyuan lowered his eyes: "He is different from what I imagined."

Ji Pingyu looked at Liang Buyuan who didn't have any emotional fluctuations, and said slowly: "Then it's better to be like this."

"As it is now, maybe he thinks so too," he said.

After all, if Liang Ziming still thinks about "getting rich" in one minute as before, he won't come to sweep the streets on the first day of the new year in peace.

With Liang Buyuan's current situation, he can use public opinion to force Liang Buyuan to give him a "startup money", or he will open his mouth just now.

Liang did not complain and hummed.

They circled around a few more times, and when they got home, it was as if Liang Ziming had never appeared before, and everything returned to normal.

Ji Pingyu suppressed Liang Buyuan and went to wash his hair to avoid catching a cold. Then when he was drying Liang Buyuan's hair, he was inevitably hugged by Liang Buyuan, and the hair dryer was thrown aside.

His half-dry hair swept across Ji Pingyu's chest and waist, with a little moisture, but it burned like sparks all the way.

The great Spring Festival holiday must of course be wasted.

It's just that Ji Pingyu couldn't stand it anymore, and felt that he still had to talk to Liang Buyuan.

Can you come only once a day, twice at most.

The author says:

Coming! !

It's almost over;

But the episode is quite long, and the episode is a campus, because I think it is, what, you will know after reading it.

So there is only the campus outside the fan, and if you want to order something else, you can order it. I will open a separate episode at that time, pick some inspirational stalks, and write them for everyone for free——

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