Over the line connivance

There are a lot of college students in this area. It is afternoon, and there is a constant flow of people and vehicles.

Zong Chengye grabbed the file bag and stood blankly by the side of the road, as if hesitating whether to reach out to stop a taxi.

The horn sounded suddenly, a black car stopped a few steps away, the windows close to the sidewalk were lowered, Luo Bi turned his head from the driver's seat, and shouted in confirmation: "Chengye?"

Zong Chengye was shocked for a moment, came back to his senses, opened the car door and sat in.

"Where are you going?" After fastening the seat belt, Luo Bi turned the steering wheel and put the car back into the traffic, and asked casually, scanning the file bag in Zong Chengye's hand, "Going home?"

Zong Chengye subconsciously hid the file bag in his arms, and nodded obediently.

Riding in the car was not comfortable, Zong Chengye leaned against the seat tightly and put his hands on the leather seat.

Luo Bi turned on the music without any hassle.Zong Chengye asked: "Are you going home too?"

"Yes." Luo Bi glanced at Zong Chengye, "Manda is just behind here, and I just finished some things."

Zong Chengye should have reciprocated courtesy and made it clear about his unimportant itinerary, but he didn't.He tilted his head, pursed his mouth tightly, and leaned his forehead against the slightly cool window glass, his fingers had already turned white from the exertion, as if all the strength in his body was used to resist the discomfort of riding in the car.

It won't be too far from Luo Bi's house at full age, just bear with it a little bit.

The music was flowing slowly in the car, the car suddenly turned around a small road, and stopped at a temporary parking place, Luo Bi lowered the window of the co-pilot.

Zong Chengye turned his head to ask, when he heard Luo Bi whisper, "Wait a minute", then opened the car door and walked out.

The cool wind blows in from the car window, easing away part of the anxiety caused by fear.Zong Chengye watched Luo Bi go to a small vendor pushing bicycles at the gate of the primary school, leaned over to exchange something with him, then sold a pink thing and walked back holding it in his hand.

The car door was opened again, Luo Bi sat down and handed the pink glass bottle in front of Zong Chengye, smiled and said, "Strawberry-flavored goat's milk."

"Huh?" Zong Chengye took it with some confusion.

The size that can be held in one hand, the shape is the same as that of a glass bottle of Coke, and it is pasted with a sticker from the last century that is so dusty.The pink sticker almost wanted to write the word strawberry on the face, with a warm feeling, and a straw was inserted in the bottle.

Luo Bi explained: "I drank it in elementary school. The sign used to be that if you drink too much, you will become smarter. Moreover, it is fresh goat's milk, which is very sweet."

He rarely pursed his lips and blinked, and said with a smile: "It's fake to be smart, but it's really sweet."

Zong Chengye lowered his head and took a sip in a daze. The low-quality strawberry essence washed away his taste buds, which relieved his anxiety almost instantly.His eye sockets were a little hot, so in order not to show his secrets, he could only suck the goat's milk in small sips.

The green trees outside the car were swaying, and a little sunlight shone on the tip of Zong Chengye's nose, making his eyes sparkle, and his state was much more energetic than before.Luo Bi looked at him, moved his finger imperceptibly, and finally put it on the shift lever and started the car.

"Don't you need to return this?" Zong Chengye stopped sucking｜sucking, raised the glass bottle and asked, "I saw many children finish drinking next to that person, and this bottle must be returned."

"No need." Luo Bi looked at the rearview mirror and teased casually, "I told him that my child is very good at acting like a baby, so please accommodate him."

"...I like sweetness." Zong Chengye was stunned for a long time, then turned his head and looked out of the window. He took another big puff, his voice muffled because of embarrassment, "But I don't like strawberries."

When he was about to get home, Zong Chengye suddenly woke up.He yawned, looked down at the tightly held file bag in his arms, and felt a sense of condemnation for betraying Luo Bi.

He won't read it, he'll hide the portfolio.

Luo Bi likes to give others pain, Zong Chengye is very afraid of pain.

He suddenly thought of the burning heat in Luo Bi's eyes when he applied the ointment last night.At first he thought he was wrong, but now he can be sure that Luo Bi was really in a happy mood at that time.He narrowed his eyes, and his brows and eyes were much gentler, not as impersonal and indifferent as usual.

But just like some parents like cheerful children and some like quiet children, Luo Bi just likes children who are vulnerable and painful.

The sweet taste of saccharin mixed with goat's milk still remained in his mouth, Zong Chengye thought with certainty that Luo Bi would definitely not hurt him.At least it won't go too far, as long as it is within the tolerance range, he can accept it calmly.

As for Luo Bi's life experience, perhaps as long as you ask, Luo Bi will answer him naturally.

"Luo Bi." Zong Chengye said softly, "Can you tell me about my mother?"

The dust rose suddenly, and the sunlight made his face hazy and stern. Luo Bi paused, and then said: "I don't remember clearly."

Zong Chengye was sensitive enough to know that Luo Bi didn't want to say more, and when he thought of the foster relationship Xiao Qing mentioned, he couldn't help asking persistently: "Then... is the person who took care of you still there?" Zong Chengye swallowed With a sip of saliva, "Can I see her?"

Luo Bi fell silent, the music channel was reaching a vacancy, the FM radio was rustling, and the sound of the horn outside the car window became more obvious.

Zong Chengye felt flustered for no reason, he was worried that he had said something wrong.So he anxiously changed the subject and added: "I, my back still hurts a little today, can you help me get some medicine?"

At the intersection, there is a red light in front of you, and the car stops to let the pedestrians pass first.

Luo Bi suddenly turned his head to look at him, his glasses reflected the light in the scattered sunlight, but his expression was very calm, and he said calmly, "Okay."

Regardless of whether it was medicine or a meeting, the silence was like a drumstick beating on Zong Chengye's heart.

The short seconds of the red light finally passed, the car restarted, and moved forward slowly.

Just when Zong Chengye thought he would not get an answer, a voice suddenly sounded, like the heaviest and muddiest cello in a symphony orchestra, calmly opening its bow and pulling its strings.

"I was adopted when Luo Xing was 16 years old, and she was already a very beautiful girl." His tone was flat as if he was telling someone else's story, but his indifference made Zong Cheng's ambition tremble, "Luo Xing married at the age of 22. Zong Gaosheng, after giving birth to you, he never contacted us again."

Zong Chengye felt a chill in his hands and feet, he had never seen Luo Bi like this, cold and unkind.

But in an instant, Luo Bi smiled again, like the warm sun breaking through the ice, as if he was helpless at Zong Chengye's act of exposing his scars, "The old man is a bit old, because Luo Xing has never contacted her, she doesn't know your existence , it might be a little emotional to see you. But if you want, next week?"

He turned his head to recall the schedule for a moment.There are many intersections in this section of the road. When the next red light car stopped, he looked at Zong Chengye and said gently: "Maybe I can take you to meet her next weekend."

Zong Chengye looked at Luo Bi's slightly hooked mouth and nodded.

Zong Chengye didn't know about Luo Xing's past. Although they were mother and son, he was not close to Luo Xing, so he just wanted to know more about Luo Bi when he asked this question.He thought that he might have poked Luo Bi's heartache just now.

Luo Bi's studio is on the second floor, which is generally simple and elegant on the same floor. The bookcases are neatly arranged, and the books are clearly arranged in the order of the author's name.Everything is easy to find.

After Luo Bi prescribed the medicine to Zong Chengye, Zong Chengye grabbed the file bag and shrank into the room. The second floor was so quiet that even the sound of dust rising and falling could be heard.

Luo Bi stopped in front of the bookcase for a moment, knelt down and took out a wooden box from an inconspicuous corner of the bookcase.

The box was locked, and a thin layer of dust fell on the surface that had been wiped clean a month ago. Luo Bi pressed it with his fingertips and gently opened the box.

There was a stack of letters in the box, the top paper was still brand new, and some of the paper below had turned yellow.The sender should cherish these words very much, or have full and ardent hopes for the recipient. Each envelope is carefully selected, and small ginkgo leaves are painted on some of the paper.

Sitting on the work chair, Luo Bi leaned back and pulled out an envelope with no expression on his face.

There was only one floor lamp turned on in the study room, the curtains were drawn, and the dim light became the only source of light in the dark room.

The dry letter paper was torn apart, and Luo Bi's face flickered on and off as the letter paper shook slightly.

After reading one, a mixture of sarcasm and sullenness finally appeared on the handsome face.Luo Bi took out another letter casually, this letter was slightly wider horizontally, and the thickness was also different from the others.

After opening, two pieces of cardboard fell to the ground like butterflies with twinkling wings.

It's two photos—two photos of Zong Chengye during the full moon period.

At that time, his eyelashes were very thick, almost covering half of his eyes, his skin could appear extremely white in the yellowed photos, his small nose was wrinkled, and he made a grimace as if he was sneezing.

The other one is much more well-behaved.He was sleeping soundly in Luo Xing's arms, wearing bright and delicate baby clothes, as proud as a little prince.Luo Xing smiled softly and shyly.Even just after giving birth, she can be seen as a young girl.

In the past, Luo Bi would be angry when he saw the photos, but today they made him extremely calm.He even looked at Zong Chengye's photo for a while before pulling out other letters one after another.

There are a total of twenty letters, every year on Zong Chengye's day, Luo Xing will write when she can't bear it anymore, she occasionally attaches Zong Chengye's photos, but in the last few years there are no photos at all.Luo Bi tore open a few letters with great interest, retracing Zong Chengye's life trajectory from childhood to adulthood.

In the past, Zong Chengye was really a delicate young man who was not close to strangers. I don't know from which one, his expression became alert and vigilant.

Luo Xing left home at the age of 22. In order to marry the rich man Zong Gaosheng, she had a big fight with her grandmother, which raised her blood pressure, caused a cerebral thrombosis, and lay alternately between a bed and a wheelchair for a year and a half. The family's savings for medical treatment were exhausted, and Luo Bi was 14 years old at that time.

Things got better later on—Luo Bi did some mental work for ghostwriting while studying, earning a little money for survival.

15-year-old Luo Bi finds it ironic and funny when he sees the letter from Luo Xing asking for peace and the photo of Zong Chengye in gorgeous clothes.

He grabbed the stack of letters that he didn't bother to open, walked to the sink, and turned on the lighter.

The tongue of fire licked the dry letter paper in an instant, melting the fuzzy ink between the papers and rolling them into the hot ashes.

The heat was jumping at the fingertips, and Luo Bi remembered Zong Chengye's careful look, and asked him to "apply the medicine" awkwardly in the car.His eyes under the firelight were gradually stained with a gentle smile.

Returning to the silent darkness, Luo Bi also had to admit a word.

Zong Chengye is a "gift".Luo Xing said, "Let grandma see him, and she will forgive me. Please help me and grandma to intercede, I was really ignorant at that time, I understand now.

"Ono is a treasure bestowed on me by the heavens, Ayu, and you will like him too."

The author says:

Rest on Saturday and Sunday! *＾3＾Thank you for watching!bow.