leaving marks

"That injury was cut by my mother's first boyfriend with a knife after my parents divorced."

Until now, Song Wenran still remembers the noise that night, the loud quarrel between his mother and her boyfriend, and the dazzling light reflected on Song Wenran's eyes when the man raised the knife.

His mother pulled him back, and the tip of the knife slashed across his chest, opening the skin, and blood spilled out instantly.

At first he didn't feel any pain, but when he was picked up by his mother and ran outside, the wound on his chest rubbed against his clothes, and when he shook violently when he went downstairs, he felt severe pain and started to cry.

After that one time, the man went to jail and his mom got a new boyfriend.This man didn't beat him or scold him, and he seldom even talked to him. They were like a pair of strangers, and they could pass each other without saying a word.

Song Wenran gradually became taciturn.He often didn't want to go home after school, and lingered in the small park with his schoolbag on his back, watching other people's children holding their parents' hands on the slide and swinging.He knows that he lacks many things compared to ordinary children, and what he wants most is family affection.

This is the reason why he will firmly hold on to Wen Wenqian until now.

It's been a long time since I recalled those things in the past. If Bai Chong didn't ask, Song Wenran would not want to recall it. It would be meaningless for him to be immersed in that emotion and not be able to get out.

Bai Chong's finger rested on Song Wenran's neckline and did not continue downward. He just sighed inaudibly.

Song Wenran carried Bai Chong into the room and put him on the bed.

The nanny's footsteps "tap-tat-tat" ran up from the first floor, holding a cup of warm boiled water in her hand.

Bai Chong raised his hand and pressed his forehead, seeing the nanny put the water cup on the bedside table, he shook his head and said, "I want to drink tea."

The nanny said quickly, "Then I'll go soak."

"I don't need you," Bai Chong said to the nanny, "Go to sleep." Then he looked at Song Wenran: "Go."

Song Wenran nodded, and said to the nanny, "Auntie, go and rest, I'll be fine."

Bai Chong usually doesn't like to bother the nanny when he's drunk. Hearing that he made such a request, the nanny wrapped her coat tightly and walked outside, "Then I'm going to bed, call me if you have something to do!"

When the nanny left, Song Wenran pulled the quilt over to cover Bai Chong, "I'll go make tea."

The water was boiled by the nanny just now. Song Wenran found Bai Chong's teacup, threw a few tea leaves into it, and poured boiling water into it.

The turquoise tea instantly released its fragrance.

He picked up the teacup and went upstairs, and when he returned to Bai Chong's room, he saw him throw off the quilt again.

Song Wenran walked over and put the teacup on the bedside table, and said softly, "The tea is too hot, let's drink it after cooling down."

Bai Chong looked at him and said nothing.

Song Wenran said, "Do you want me to help you take off your clothes?"

Bai Chong suddenly put one hand on the bed and wanted to sit up.

Song Wenran quickly reached out to help him, but after helping Bai Chong to get up, he felt that Bai Chong pushed him.

He was pushed away from the bed by Bai Chong, and then Bai Chong got out of bed by himself, and stumbled to the bathroom with bare feet.

Song Wenran wanted to follow subconsciously, but Bai Chong closed the door from inside.He stared at the closed door of the bathroom and stood there for a while, then walked to the bed and sat down, reached out and touched the temperature of the teacup on the bedside table.

Bai Chong slept alone on a big two-meter-wide bed. The sheets and quilt were dark gray with dark prints on them. There was no picture or photo hanging on the milky white wall, and the bedside table was clean and tidy. , At this time, there are two water glasses and a small alarm clock.

The room for a single adult man makes people feel a little cold and less warm.

There was the sound of water coming from the bathroom. Song Wenran didn't know whether Bai Chong was going to the bathroom or was throwing up. He stood up and walked to the door of the bathroom. He wanted to knock on the door but felt it was inappropriate. Just as he was about to back away, the door in front of him was suddenly closed by someone. It was opened from the inside.

Bai Chong's face and hair were wet, and water was still dripping down, soaking his collar.The coat had been taken off and he had thrown it somewhere. One side of the shirt was pulled out and the other side was still tucked into the trousers. The collar of the shirt was loosely open.

He was tearing off the tie with one hand and throwing it on the ground. He saw Song Wenran standing in front of him and raised his hand to press Song Wenran's shoulder.

Song Wenran could feel the damp water vapor on his body, but luckily it wasn't cold water, but rather warm.

Bai Chong looked at Song Wenran, the hand on his shoulder was very heavy.Song Wenran felt that Bai Chong wanted to say something to him, but Bai Chong didn't say anything until the end, he just let go of Song Wenran and walked towards the bed.

"Mr. Bai, are you okay?" Song Wenran asked him.

Bai Chong went to the bed and sat down, reached out to pick up the teacup, and drank it directly, regardless of whether the tea was still hot or not.

Song Wenran hurriedly said, "Be careful it's hot."

Bai Chong didn't respond, he drank his tea and put the cup back on the cabinet.

Song Wenran saw that his hair was dripping, so he went to the bathroom to get a towel, went to the bed and handed it to him, "Wipe your hair."

Bai Chong lowered his head, his voice was very hoarse, and he said, "Wipe it for me."

This sentence is completely in the tone of an order. Even if they are in an employment relationship, it is still very rude to give such an order to their driver.But Song Wenran was not angry, he stood beside Bai Chong, put a towel on top of his head, and gently wiped his hair.

"You drank too much," Song Wenran said to Bai Chong.

Bai Chong lowered his head and did not speak. The force of Song Wenran's fingers pressing on his head through the towel made him feel relaxed a lot. After Song Wenran took the towel away, he looked up at him and said, "You Will you get a massage?"

Song Wenran said, "I won't."

Bai Chong reached out and took the towel out of his hand and put it aside, then grabbed his hand, let his fingers point at his temple and pressed it lightly, he said: "Here, give me a massage. Headache."

Song Wenran bent down to look at him and said, "Why don't you lie down?"

Bai Chong glanced at him, stretched out his hand to untie the belt, then got up slightly and took off the trousers, kicked them aside and turned on the bed.

Song Wenran silently picked up his trousers and hung them on the hanger beside him, then took the wet towel thrown on the bed into the bathroom, and when he came out again, he saw Bai Chong sitting on the head of the bed with his shirt open, uncomfortably closed. He raised his head with his eyes closed.

Hearing Song Wenran's footsteps, Bai Chong opened his eyes and said to him, "Come here."

Song Wenran walked to the bed, Bai Chong pulled him to sit down, and lay down himself, pillowed on Song Wenran's lap, and said, "Rub it for me."

Song Wenran only needs to lower his head to see Bai Chong's handsome face clearly. Even with his eyes closed, he can still see the deep and curved outline. He was a little nervous, so he had to take a deep breath, and then put his finger on the white face. On Chong's temples, lightly draw circles.

Bai Chong said, "Try harder."

Song Wenran obediently increased his strength.

Bai Chong relaxed his brows a little, as if he felt that this kind of strength was just right.

When Song Wenran was massaging, he looked at Bai Chong's face without blinking. He watched his expression become more and more relaxed, and his originally tight lips gradually stretched out. Later, when he heard Bai Chong's breathing change Even and heavy.

He knew that Bai Chong was asleep, but he continued to press him softly for a while before letting go.He supported the back of Bai Chong's neck, and placed his head on the pillow. This process was very gentle. After Bai Chong lay down, he just turned over and immediately fell asleep again.

Song Wenran turned off the light in the room, exited gently, and closed the door.

He stood in the corridor, couldn't help yawning, raised his hand to move his stiff elbow, seeing that it was too late, so he didn't leave, but went directly to the next room, and lay down to sleep after a simple wash.

Obviously his body was exhausted, but Song Wenran's mind was still very active after lying down. He didn't understand what was going on between him and Bai Chong, but felt that some strange emotions had been spreading between them.This kind of emotion made him faintly look forward to and delighted, but at the same time subconsciously felt afraid and did not dare to think deeply.

In the end, Song Wenran still couldn't resist the exhaustion and fell asleep.This time the sleep was very deep, he didn't even have a dream, he was stuck in the soft bed, and when his thoughts gradually cleared up, he didn't even know when and where he was.

The sky seemed to be dawn, and the room was bright. He opened his eyes slowly, but saw a person sitting beside the bed.

The person sitting there was Bai Chong, he was no longer haggard and embarrassed from being drunk last night, his hair was neatly combed, his clothes were buttoned up to the top button, and he looked at Song Wenran calmly.

Song Wenran sat up all of a sudden. He stretched out his hand to brush his hair and asked, "Mr. Bai? Why are you here?"

To be honest, he was startled, followed by an inexplicable palpitation.

Bai Chong lowered his head and buttoned up the sleeves of his shirt, and then said to Song Wenran, "I'll come and see you, have you slept well?"

Song Wenran's thinking was not clear enough, he rubbed his face with his hands, and said, "You just came to see if I slept well?"

Bai Chong stared at him and smiled, raised his head slightly, and said, "By the way, let's see if you kicked the quilt, and cover the cup for you." As he said, he really helped Song Wenran to press down the quilt.

Song Wenran had a strange feeling, as if lying on the bed when he was a child, his mother came to press the quilt for him, and helped him roll up the quilt under his feet, so that he would not catch a cold.

"Sleep a little longer," Bai Chong saw that he was in a trance, so he stood up while talking.

Song Wenran hurriedly said: "Don't sleep, I'll take you to the hospital." After speaking, he reached out to take off the shirt and trousers that were on the bedside table.

But Bai Chong pressed his shoulders and said, "You don't need it. I asked the nanny to leave breakfast for you. You can get up and eat by yourself after you have had enough sleep. Go home after eating. I worked hard on you last night. "

Song Wenran wanted to speak, but Bai Chong pressed his shoulders slightly and told him to lie back. This time he really pulled up the quilt and covered him carefully, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Once Bai Chong became strong, Song Wenran was powerless to refuse, even if he didn't want to sleep, he had no choice but to close his eyes silently under Bai Chong's gaze.

Song Wenran didn't open his eyes until he heard the sound of Bai Chong leaving the room and closing the door. He turned over and lay on his side, his body curled up slightly, slowly digesting the similarity brought to him by Bai Chong's few words and simple movements. emotions of happiness.

Song Wen then came and lay on the bed in a daze for half an hour, got up when he heard Bai Chong drove away, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Bai Chong said that letting him go home after breakfast meant to let him go on vacation today.

In the afternoon, he took time to go to the muay thai gym and fought two rounds with his new friends. He didn't go home directly after taking a shower, but went to the kindergarten to pick up Wen Wenqian from school with a small bag on his back.

Before he left, he called Wen Wenhao and told him not to pick up Wen Qian today, but Wen Wenhao said, "Then second brother, you should bring Wen Qian over here for dinner."

Song Wenran agreed on the phone.

He went to the kindergarten to pick up Wen Qian, and when Wen Qian went to Wen Wenhao's restaurant together, he found that Wen Wenyao was also there.

Wen Wenhao's business has been getting better and better recently, he hired an extra waiter, and he is only responsible for the cashier, so when Song Wenran arrived, Wen Wenhao was sitting with Wen Wenyao, eating peanuts with him.

Seeing Song Wenran came, Wen Wenhao stood up and greeted him, and then said: "I'll ask the kitchen to fry two dishes, let's have dinner together," and ran into the back kitchen first.

Song Wenran took Wen Qian's hand, walked up to Wen Wenyao, and asked him, "Why are you here today?"

Wen Wenyao looked up at him with a cigarette in his mouth, Song Wenran noticed the clear shadows under his eyes, it looked like he hadn't slept for a few days.

"Did you work the night shift last night?" Song Wenran asked him.

Wen Wenyao took out the cigarette and pressed the ashtray on the table casually, and said, "I haven't slept well recently. You should sit down first."

Not only did he not sleep well recently, but he also wanted to avoid Bai Yangyu when he left early and returned late.

Song Wenran grabbed Wen Qian's hand and asked her to sit on the chair before he sat down in Wen Wenhao's position just now, and asked Wen Wenyao, "Why didn't you sleep well?"

Wen Wenyao glanced at him, changed the subject and said, "You didn't go back last night?"

Wen Qian stayed at Wen Wenhao's place to sleep last night. If it wasn't that Song Wenran was too busy, it might be that he didn't go back to sleep all night.

Song Wenran suddenly didn't want to answer this question, but he still said, "Principal Bai was drunk, and it was quite late."

Wen Wenyao sat lazily, with the legs of the chair turned up, and said: "The teacher is old, but he is still in good health, and he still has the energy to fight with others outside."

Song Wenran glanced at him and said, "He's here for entertainment."

Wen Wenyao said "hmm", "He's socializing more, it's really endless."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few students came into Wen Wenhao's shop, Song Wenran and Wen Wenyao turned their heads to look at the same time, only to see that the boy walking in the back turned out to be Bai Yangyu.

Accompanied by Bai Yangyu were two girls, they obviously came here for dinner.As soon as Bai Yangyu saw Wen Wenyao, he stopped and stood where he was.