Occasional ABO

Li Fu hung out with Song Baobao in the video game city all afternoon. Song Baobao knew that he had asthma, so he didn't dare to take him to play games that required too much energy.

To be honest, Song Baobao soon became impatient, and carrying Li Fu was a burden, this little boy was not at all like a high school student of this age, neither this nor that, he didn't even see a shooting machine However, it was as if the ancients had traveled through time.

There is a circular high platform in the middle of the video game city. On the dance machine on the platform, there is a red-haired Zheng Huan, who turned his head and whistled at Baby Song, asking him to go up to PK.

Song Baobao is a showy person, and she would have gone up and killed the Quartet a long time ago, but now she is worried that there is a Li Fu who doesn't understand anything, so she originally thought of admitting it as a coward, but a Men and women in the circle were booing, Song Baobao's brain became hot, his sleeves rolled up, and he stuffed a handful of game coins into Li Fu's hand: "You can play for a while, I'll teach that dead non-mainstream, even at this level, dare to be in the game!" Jumping in front of his precious master!"

Li Fu looked at the handful of game coins in his palm, feeling a little at a loss.

Song Baobao supported the edge of the round platform with one hand, jumped up easily, unbuttoned his jacket amidst cheers, and gave the red-haired man his middle finger, looking very arrogant.

The deafening rock music played, and Li Fu squinted his eyes to look on the stage, but the light on the dance floor was so dazzling that he couldn't see anything clearly; the people around him were shouting and dancing to the rhythm, Li Fu was squeezed and staggered left and right, and he didn't know who it was Stepping on his cotton slippers, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

More and more people came to watch, and Li Fu was gradually squeezed to the edge. He couldn't understand the words they shouted, and he didn't know how to use the game currency. He stood here like a fool.

The lights flickered more and more, and the pheromone smell in the air became more and more turbid. Li Fu felt that his breathing became a little short, so he took off the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist and walked out of the basement floor quickly.

Song Baobao jumped off the stage profusely in sweat, the red hair was scrapped by him, and he took a bite of "big brother cow".Satisfied, Baby Song went to the vending machine to buy a can of ice water with coins, and went to the front desk to buy a bottle of Alpha Temporary Suppressant Spray. After half of the suppressant was applied to her body, she slapped her thigh.

What about that little boy!

He searched inside and out, but he couldn't find Li Fu in pajamas. Finally, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to call someone, only to find the message Li Fu sent him, saying that he was waiting for him at the milk tea shop on the third floor. .

Song Baobao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it would be troublesome to have a young master by his side, and he would never hang out with this little boy again, and Jing'er was the most fun.

He took the elevator up to the third floor, and found Li Fu in a very deserted shop in the corner.

"Why did you come here alone?" Baby Song sat down carelessly, took a sip from the cup in front of Li Fu, wrinkled his nose and said, "Bah bah bah! What you drank What? No smell at all."

"Pu'er." Li Fu sat upright.

"... Really Buddha-nature!" Baby Song gave a thumbs-up, "Why didn't you wait for me, and ran up to drink Pu'er by yourself, and didn't even say to take a picture of me or something."

"It's too noisy." Li Fu said, "Noisy."

Song Baobei was not very happy to hear this, and felt that this little boy was really withdrawn and had no team spirit, no wonder he walked alone and had no friends.

"You are so hypocritical. I'm getting a little angry. I have a very good temper. I don't like to be angry at ordinary times. I'm so angry with you. You should reflect on yourself. I'm going to drink."

Li Fu lowered his eyes and didn't speak. Song Baobao was angry and didn't talk to him. Gu Zi went to the counter and ordered a cup of brown sugar milk tea. As soon as he ate the sweet milk tea, his anger was ass. It seemed to dissipate, and I felt extremely refreshed.

When I got back to my seat, I saw Li Fu's cell phone was ringing, and the caller ID was "Mom".

"Hey," Baby Song said while chewing pearls, "Damn you."

Li Fu glanced up at him.

Baby Song choked, and quickly explained: "I didn't scold anyone, I said your mother called you, and you didn't answer?"

Li Fu turned off the phone, and Song Baobao said with the tone of someone who came here: "Have you had a fight with your family? I understand, I understand, my dad and I also quarreled every day, but you should have seen through it earlier Are you in the world of mortals? It is said on TV that people like you have no sorrow or joy, and you still quarrel with your family? It’s very strange! Why?”

Baby Song didn't expect Li Fu to answer, but a few seconds later, Li Fu actually spoke in a flat tone: "I want to go abroad to compete, but they don't allow it."

"No way, no way?" Baby Song's eyes widened, "You are winning glory for the country when you go abroad to compete! You are awesome! What kind of talent do you want me to have, let alone going abroad to compete? Let me participate in this competition, it is considered that I have added luster to our old Song family."

Song Baobao kept chattering, Li Fu was a little dazed, and couldn't remember how long it had been since no one had spoken to him so much.

There are too many people outside, too noisy, and the air is too bad, so he is locked up at home, and he stays at home if he can’t go out; the hospital can’t cure his disease, and he has to undergo repeated surgeries, even the best experts can’t do anything, so the family forces him to He went to pray to God and worship Buddha, and even changed his name, praying for the last sliver of hope; he changed too many schools from childhood to adulthood, because he didn’t dare to make friends, and finally chose to study art, as long as he practiced the piano every day. , no need to communicate with people.

I don't know why, but now he suddenly has the desire to talk, just like after a dispute with his family in the morning, he suddenly has the desire to go out regardless.

"They didn't think I could fly," Lee said. "I thought I could."

"Can't take the plane?" Baby Song blinked, "Oh, your family is really worrying about it. I've already asked Brother Xu. Asthma is not a serious illness, it's not that serious! Brother Xu, you know? Where's the top student in the medical school? , what he said is absolutely right, Jing Er and I both listen to him..."

"It's not because of asthma." Li Fu gently turned the string of beads in his hand, and suddenly smiled, "I still have heart disease, congenital."

"Ah..." Song Baobei opened his mouth, was stunned for a while, and then said dumbly, "Then that scar on your chest..."

"Thoracotomy, I've had it three times." Li Fu didn't have any emotions, no sadness or regret, and just stated the fact calmly, "The doctor said that he won't live until the age of 23."

The milk tea in his mouth suddenly became less sweet, Baby Song bit the straw, feeling very uncomfortable.

"There are still seven years left at the age of 23," Song Baobao comforted Li Fu clumsily, "Seven years can be a long time, more than 300 days in a year, and thousands of days in seven years, enough to live! Don't be too pessimistic, that's seven full years..."

"Not seven years," Li Fu interrupted him, tightening his five fingers holding the cup wall slightly, "I'm already 20 years old."

Baby Song was taken aback.

20 years old?Isn't he just a sophomore in high school?Why are you 20 years old?

"Two years off from school," Li Fu said in a steady tone, and then smiled lightly, as if mocking himself, "You said I still have the chance to fly once in my life, and still have the chance to study abroad?"

"I heard from your sister that you can go abroad for exchange next year. Is it true?"

It was getting dark late in November, and the sun went down before six o'clock. There was a light bulb hanging on the banyan tree in the courtyard, and it was already lit.

Xu promised to be busy in the kitchen, while Bai Zhijing sat at the dining table and asked with his chin propped up.

"Do you want the cucumber to be hot and sour or sweet?" Xu Xu put the sliced ​​cucumber into the porcelain plate and asked without looking up.

"Is there something sour and sweet?" Bai Zhijing kicked his calf, "I eavesdropped on your sister singing in the house in the morning, and the sour and sweet things of a young girl's youth made me hungry. "

The water in the pot boiled, Xu Xu put the egg noodles in it, stirred it with chopsticks, and said, "It doesn't taste like this."

"Then make it sweet, put more sugar, I feel sour in my heart," Bai Zhijing snorted twice, "Eat sweet to neutralize."

"Okay, the sweet one," said the promise.

Bai Zhijing held back for more than ten seconds and couldn't hold it anymore: "Why don't you ask me why I feel sour? You really don't care about me. People say it's a seven-year itch. We've only been dating for more than ten days. I Just seeing you makes me itchy, and it makes me sad."

Xu promised to know the virtues of children, so he took out the sugar jar from the cupboard in a leisurely manner, and then asked casually, "Why is the little gang leader so sour?"

Bai Zhijing ran over on flip-flops: "Are you really going abroad?"

"The horoscope has not been written yet," Xu Xu tapped his head with the chopsticks, pointed to the plate of cucumber slices, "Mix well."

Bai Zhijing picked out a pair of chopsticks, and while mixing sugared cucumbers, he said, "Then why didn't you flip it? You have been working on this project for more than a year, and it must be great when you finish it. I've heard from Brother Fang Shi." , as long as this project produces results, going abroad at public expense is nothing, and you will become famous! You are awesome!"

Bai Zhijing knew the importance of this project a long time ago, and he had heard a few times that as long as he made good grades, he could apply to go abroad at public expense, but at that time he didn't have any idea about whether to go abroad. Promised to be happy, the kind of happiness that fired a hundred salutes; but the situation is different now, he and Promised are both dating, and they are in a relationship, and I heard Ying Yingzi talk about it again during lunch , although Bai Zhijing was also happy for the promise, but there was another layer of emotion in his heart.

Anyway, it's quite complicated. Bai Zhijing always feels that after falling in love, he wants to rely on the promise even more. The promise is so good and handsome, and he is still a gentle man with no power to restrain himself. What should I do?Don't be bullied by others!

"Yo," Xu promised to tease him, "Is the little gang leader just because of this sour? Why don't I stop following this project and stop going abroad?"

"Don't!" Bai Zhijing became anxious, turned around and pushed him, "Is that what I mean? Me! You have misunderstood me, and I don't want to talk to you anymore. My heart is broken. Being with a college student is really bad. Tired, Ying Xiaoxu, you are too immature..."

Xu Xu laughed out loud, leaned his head over and asked, "Are you really ignoring me?"

Bai Zhijing ran to the dining table with the plate in his hand, and muttered, "Not only do I not talk to you, I don't even look at you."

The little kid has a big temper.

Xu Nin couldn't help shrugging his shoulders, chopped the cabbage and threw it into the noodle pot, set up another frying pan, and asked casually, "How many poached eggs do you want?"

"Two, I swelled my stomach after eating too many eggs, and farted all the time. I went for a walk with my father a few nights ago, and there was a wonton stall on the way back. Their marinated tea eggs are really delicious. It's so delicious. I ate five of them with my dad, and when I got home, I was exhausted, and my dad was almost suffocated!" Bai Zhijing was happy when he talked about this, "giggle" couldn't stop laughing, "You I don’t even know my dad’s expression, his face is blue, it’s useless to hide in the study, I even farted and covered my hands and let him smell it, it almost made him faint! What do you think about the power of the little tea egg? It's that big..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly remembered that he had made a promise in the last second, so he stopped speaking abruptly, and glared at Xu angrily.

Xu Xu couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

Bai Zhijing's face was downcast: "It's really annoying."

It was time for the noodles to come out of the pan, Xu Xu was busy frying eggs and couldn't spare his hands, so he turned his head and called Bai Zhijing: "Jing Er, put it down."

"You still order me around," Bai Zhijing pouted, "Am I talking about a boyfriend or an ancestor?"

Although he complained so much, Bai Zhijing obediently ran up and took out a big bowl of noodles from the cupboard.

There was a "sizzling" sound in the oil pan, and the fried eggs gave off a tantalizing aroma. Fearing that the noodles would collapse, Bai Zhijing packed the noodles and noodle soup separately, stretched his neck and looked into the promised pot: "Can you fry those noodles?" The eggs planted are the ones that burn on one side and flow on the other.”

"The requirements are quite high." Xu Xu turned the poached egg over with a spatula, "Stay far away and be careful of splashing oil."

"I'm not afraid," Bai Zhijing snorted twice, leaned against the sink and looked at the promise, and then remembered what he said just now, "If you have the opportunity to go abroad, you must go, how great Opportunity! But this way we will be separated. Others say that long-distance relationships are dangerous, but I will make video calls with you and talk to you every day, so that you will not forget me, and you will be in love every day. If you miss me, we have a tacit understanding, and I will know when you miss me, then I will miss you too."

At this point, he clapped his hands and excitedly concluded: "If you miss me and I miss you like this, then we will be together as if we were together, and we will never be separated."

Hearing these words, Xu Xu's heart collapsed, and he said with a smile: "It's a rare opportunity for the person you said has a nose and eyes, and it may not be me."

"That's right," Bai Zhijing said, "It must be yours. No one else is as good as you."

Xu Xiaoxiao didn't speak, and sighed silently in his heart.

Who wouldn't want to fight for such a good opportunity, but with the family situation, neither Master nor Yingzi could do without him, even if he wanted to, he couldn't leave.

He didn't say anything, but Bai Zhijing seemed to understand it, and suddenly hugged Xu Xu from behind, rubbing his face against Xu Xu's back: "Don't worry at home, I will definitely take good care of you." Grandpa, don't underestimate me. You used to take good care of Grandpa when you were in high school, so I can do it too, and I have Dabao, who will take care of Grandpa Gu with us. Don't worry about your sister , although she is quite annoying, I will take care of her, but you have to let her stop pinching me, I have nightmares at night!"

In front of Xu Xu was the pan frying eggs, and behind him was the nagging Bai Zhijing who was hugging him. He was in a trance for a moment, feeling that it was unreal, and at the same time, he felt that the smell of fireworks like this couldn't be more real.

It sounds old-fashioned, but this feeling is solid and happy.

Xu Xu always felt that he had no way out, but now he has one, and Bai Zhijing is his backing.

"Stupid," he patted Bai Zhijing's arm, "let go, be careful of splashing oil."

"Don't let go!" Bai Zhijing was very stubborn, hugged Xu Xu's waist tightly, and hummed a love song that he didn't know where he heard, "For you, I am willing to go through thorns and thorns... .”

Promised to crack another egg into the pan, the oil sizzled out and splashed on the back of Bai Zhijing's hand.

"Hiss—it's burning me! Ying Xiaoxu, you really are!"

Bai Zhijing sucked in a breath of cold air, one second he was still "willing to put the oil in the pan", and the next second he turned around and slipped away.

Promise shook his head, the smile in his eyes was deep and deep.

After dinner, Xu Xu went out to tutor, Ying Yingzi stretched her muscles and kicked her legs in the yard for a while, and then went into the house to do her homework.

Bai Zhijing accompanied Grandpa to watch the news broadcast, and then pushed Grandpa to walk and chat in the alley. When he came back, the phone rang at home. Grandpa answered the phone and said a few words, then suddenly covered the receiver, saying that the mosquito repellent liquid was gone. , asked Bai Zhijing to buy a box from the small shop at the entrance of the alley.

Bai Zhijing ran out without even thinking about it, and ran back home after ten minutes, and Grandpa was sitting in the living room in a daze.

"Master, who called just now?" Bai Zhijing inserted the mosquito repellent liquid into the small bottle and asked casually, "Do you have to pay the water bill?"

"No, I made a mistake." Grandpa smiled.

Bai Zhijing chatted with Grandpa for a while, Grandpa looked a little sleepy, Bai Zhijing hugged him to bed: "Grandpa, go to sleep, I will write papers in the living room, just call me if you need something, You can blow the whistle, as soon as I hear it, I will run in!"

Master was already very sleepy, but he still held Bai Zhijing's hand and said, "Jing Er is good, Jing Er is good..."

Bai Zhijing felt that Grandpa was acting abnormal tonight, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he patted Grandpa on the shoulder and coaxed him softly: "Grandpa is good, Grandpa is good to me, and I am also kind to Grandpa."

"Hello, Jinger," Grandpa was so sleepy that he couldn't even lift his eyelids, and he kept repeating, "Hello, Jinger, it's not like my grandson..."

Bai Zhijing thought that Master was going to say bad things about the promise, so he quickly said, "Master, promise is fine, promise is the best."

"The promise is not good," the grandfather breathed heavily and long, "My grandchildren are pitiful, they are not good at all, pitiful..."

Bai Zhijing's nose turned sore when he heard it: "It's not pitiful, sir, what are you thinking about, I promise that you will be the happiest person in the world if you are handsome..."

"My son is gone, I don't know how many times I want to go with him," the grandfather closed his eyes, "I'm afraid my grandson won't be able to bear it, poor..."

Bai Zhijing tucked him in the quilt, his throat was sore and sore.

"Master, sleep well, stop thinking about it, drink mung bean porridge tomorrow morning, it's sweet and delicious!"

The night in the alley is very quiet, Bai Zhijing is lying on the desk, can't get enough energy to do homework, and can't get enough energy to play with his mobile phone.

What the master said made him extremely uncomfortable, and there was a big stone in his heart, which was heavy.

He didn't know why Grandpa suddenly mentioned this tonight. The promised father was a taboo, and no one dared to bring up this topic.

It was precisely because no one had mentioned it for a long time that Bai Zhijing almost thought that the master and Xu Xu had forgotten about it, that this family should have a stable and strong headed family.

But how could Grandpa forget?My father is just such a son. The white-haired man sent away the black-haired man 16 years ago. Xu Xu and Ying Yingzi were still so young at that time. My father didn't even have time to indulge in sadness. He could only hide the pain in his heart. Sores rot.

What about promises?

Bai Zhijing couldn't help but wonder, would Xu Xu also think of his father in the middle of the night, what would Xu Xu think about?

Does Xu Xu remember what his father looked like?Will Promise be proud that his father was a great martyr, or will he blame him for leaving the family behind?

Bai Zhijing was staring at the desk lamp in a daze, when suddenly he heard a "squeak", and the courtyard door was pushed open.

He looked at the time, and it was not yet the time he promised to go home. Who would come to the alley now?

When I went out, a person came in from the yard, it was Baby Song.

"Bao'er," Bai Zhijing waved, "Why are you here! You don't come to me during the day, I'm waiting for you!"

Song Baobao was in a daze, his steps were in a trance.

Bai Zhijing trotted up, grabbed his shoulder and shook: "What's wrong? Don't meet a female ghost. Wake up! Song Dabao!"

Song Baobao was dazzled by him, fixedly looked at Bai Zhijing for a while, and then let out a long sigh.

"Jing'er, why do you think people get sick? Do young people get sick too? Money can't cure it. How could it be so? It would be great if birth, old age, sickness and death were the only thing left."

Bai Zhijing looked up at the moon, always felt that the moonlight tonight was not so clean and pure.

"Dabao, I don't know either. I want everyone to be happy, happy, free from worries and burdens, and do what they want, but it's too difficult."