Canary runs with the ball

The author has something to say: I will serve you at three o'clock, Riwan has exhausted all his strength, and I will take a day off tomorrow~

I am a slow person who works very carefully, and I feel ugly when I write too fast 5555

At the end of the conversation, Chen Yi broke up unhappy, and Chen Yi left angrily.

On the one hand, he was angry that Li Ruijing didn't know what was good and what was wrong, and he wouldn't take it when the steps were passed to his feet.On the other hand, he is also angry with himself, scratching his heart and lungs for a lover to such an extent, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most aggrieved benefactor in history.

But emotions can't lie. He cared about Li Ruijing. Although he couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, Chen Yi was domineering by nature, and he would never let the child slip away from him like this.

The next day, the secretariat reported to him the next work arrangement. The new year will be in ten days, and the company's work in the first quarter is not very tight, which means that there is a lot of free time for Chen Yi to spend time and drink, but he Recently, I have lost interest in all kinds of wine bureaus, and I have uncharacteristically rejected many Yingyingyanyan's offers.

Outsiders only thought that Mr. Chen had suddenly changed his sex due to some kind of stimulation. Only Secretary Qian, who had been with Chen Yi for eight years, vaguely guessed that he had stumbled on Li Ruijing's side.

After the quarterly meeting ended, Secretary Qian and Secretary Xiao Liu stayed alone to report Li Ruijing's situation to Chen Yi.

The matters that the two secretaries are responsible for following up are different, but both have made some progress.

Before, Chen Yi mentioned that he wanted to help Li Ruijing set up a studio, but after the two had a quarrel, he said no. Secretary Qian knew it was angry, so he arranged for Secretary Liu to follow up in private.

They are a private studio established by Li Ruijing bypassing Xinghuan Films. Currently, they have recruited four people in the market: executive agent, public relations, publicity, and assistants, and they have built a decent-looking grass-roots team.

As for why it is called a grass-roots team, one is because the studio works in the entertainment industry, but it is affiliated with Xinghua Real Estate. In the movie, Secretary Qian consciously avoided Chen Zhuo's eyes and ears without anyone's instruction, which made Chen Yi very satisfied).

The second is that no one in the studio can actually contact Li Ruijing himself, so... it's outrageous.

So although the studio has been open for two weeks, it still does ordinary work such as Amway, anti-criminal, dealing with negative public opinion, and posting positive hot searches.

Chen Yi didn't expect them to be able to produce a flower, he just let them keep going.

The report from Secretary Qian was more important. He said that Li Ruijing's mother who abandoned her husband and son had been found. She was in City B, only 58 kilometers away from them, and it only took one hour to drive.

Chen Yi asked, "Have you made contact with her? Would she like to come and see Li Ruijing?"

Chen Yi felt that Li Ruijing's reluctance to live in the Chen family's old house was simply because he was too awkward facing Qin Manli, and that was not his real mother after all.But with Li Ruijing's current situation, no one was looking after him and Chen Yi didn't feel at ease. That Lu Hong didn't seem like a reliable person.

Secretary Qian hesitated for a moment, and said, "I got in touch. But she doesn't admit that she has a son in the county seat. When we mentioned Li Ruijing's name, she also said she didn't know him."

Chen Yi tapped the table with his fingertips and asked, "Is her new family okay?"

Secretary Qian said, "Her current husband is an elementary school teacher and has a certain social status in City B. They have two children, a boy and a girl. The older one is five years old and the younger one is just over one year old. The couple lived in B City The city has worked hard for seven or eight years to achieve what it is today, and she refuses to recognize Li Ruijing, probably because she doesn't want to break the peaceful life she has worked so hard for."

Chen Yi pondered for a while, "...spend more money, let her come here to take care of Li Ruijing for two or three months, and let her give birth to the baby safely first."

"Boss." Secretary Qian pushed up his glasses and said, "...When you went to City C to invite bids, I actually already had contact with Wang Meilan. I think what she meant was that she was determined to make a clean break with the past. I also mentioned However, remuneration is not an issue, and her attitude is still very firm."

This is troublesome.

Li Ruijing will find Wang Meilan sooner or later, if he knows that his mother has such an attitude, how can he bear the blows one after another?

Seeing Chen Yi pondering silently, Secretary Qian said again, "Boss, I also found out the reason why Li Ruijing didn't come to the appointment that day."

Chen Yi looked up at him, "Speak."

Secretary Qian sighed inaudibly, and said, "His father passed away a week ago."

Chen Yi slapped the table violently: "What?"

"Li Ruijing took care of his father's funeral by himself in three days. He is so busy that he doesn't have time to reply to our news."

So...don't be angry with him anymore.Secretary Qian held back the last sentence.

Chen Yi: ...

The most aggrieved benefactor in history shuddered twice, and couldn't help but sigh with his hands on his forehead.

What did he do... Yesterday, he threatened the child with Li Ruijing's father's medical expenses?To take the life of a deceased person to threaten his close relatives, and in turn to scold him for not knowing what to do—how bloody and absurd.

This is like meeting a bruised and dying person on the road. Not only does he not sympathize, he even goes up to make up for it a few times.After finishing it, I still have to ask, "In order to kill your dog, my blade is covered with dirty blood. Why are you not grateful to me?"

So Li Ruijing's ashamed face was not acting with him, but really desperate.

Even if Chen Yi has excess egoism + machismo, he still has to scold yesterday's self.Put yourself in his shoes, if he were Li Ruijing, he probably wouldn't want to have anything to do with him in his life.

Chen Yi was speechless for a few seconds, quickly explained the bastard thing he did, and asked, "What should I do next to relieve him?"

Secretary Qian hesitated, "Uh... time is the best healer, why don't you leave him alone first?"

Secretary Liu also said, "Boss, if I were you, I wouldn't be an eyesore to Li Ruijing."

Secretary Qian said seriously, "Xiao Liu, how many times have I taught you to pay attention to the art of speaking."

Xiao Liu muttered in a low voice, "...the words are rough and the rationale is not rough."

Chen Yi didn't have time to argue with her right now, he knew he was in the wrong, so he said, "He's going to give birth in two months, I can't stop seeing him, can I?"

Xiao Liu spoke frankly again, "It was his birth and not yours. It seems that you won't be of much help if you go."

Chen Yi glared over.

Secretary Xiao Liu hurriedly made amends: "Of course, he lacks a sense of security during pregnancy. You can give him some care."

So Chen Yi followed suit, "That's fine, you write a [-]-word caring plan and hand it to me before get off work on Wednesday. Copying and pasting on the Internet is not allowed. Secretary Qian is responsible for checking the duplicates."

Secretary Qian nodded in agreement.

Evil capitalists!Secretary Xiao Liu gritted his teeth and said, "Understood, boss!"

**

After Chen Yi left that day, Li Ruijing once again entered a gloomy state.

He didn't stop eating or drinking like before, or keep his eyes open until dawn, but his whole body was lifeless, and he always lay down no matter day or night, as if he couldn't get enough sleep.

Because of his big belly, Li Ruijing would be oppressed by the fetus when he was lying down and sleep, so he could hardly breathe. He had to lie on his side, but after lying down for a long time, his waist and legs would be sore, swollen and numb.

Sometimes when Lu Hong entered the room to help him turn over, he would see Li Ruijing staring at the empty wall of the room, in a daze for some reason.

Lu Hong found that Li Ruijing didn't interact with the fetus very much now.

Although it wasn't very frequent in the past, but two or three times a day, he would lower his head to talk to the baby, or touch the belly pushed up by the fetal movement, and his expression could not hide his expectation for the birth of a new life.

But now, Li Ruijing seems to have fully accepted that the child will be sent to the Chen family after birth, and he does not want to establish more spiritual connections with the child.

Lu Hong saw it in his eyes, and it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel distressed.But even Li Ruijing didn't have any right to say about the child's fate, let alone him.

On the one hand, he was worried about Li Ruijing, and on the other hand, he was helpless with the current situation. After a week, he lost 2 or 3 catties due to tossing.

As soon as Lu Hong was depressed, he wanted to do something to pass the time.In two days, he packed the things in the rental house and separated them. Finally, he tidied up the house and found a dusty tin box among Li Xinrong's belongings.

It seems that it was supposed to be buried with the coffin, but it was left in this corner.

Lu Hong wiped the box with a rag. After all, it was old and still looked rusty.

Li Ruijing slept all day in a daze again today, and he planned to use this tin box as an opportunity to talk to Li Ruijing to relieve his mood.

If he kept holding it like this, he was worried that Li Ruijing would suffer from prenatal depression, even though his symptoms were almost the same now.

Lu Hong sighed, opened Li Ruijing's closed door, and asked, "Are you still asleep? I'm going to turn on the light."

Li Ruijing's low humming sound came faintly in the darkness.

The incandescent lamp illuminated the whole room brightly. Lu Hong went to help the flamboyant Li Ruijing up, and naturally put a pillow behind his waist.

"If you don't feel well, let's go to the hospital next week. I see you have a stomachache these days."

"...It's okay." Li Ruijing said vaguely, "It's like this in the late pregnancy."

Lu Hong stopped persuading him, handed the tin box to Li Ruijing, and said, "I just packed it up, it seems your father left it."

Li Ruijing looked at the box expressionlessly, and reached out to open it.Although the outer shell is tattered, the inside is well preserved, and they are all small objects of some years old.

A handmade slingshot, a pencil cut to the size of a little finger, some oxidized cardboard...

"It's like something you played with when you were a child." Lu Hong said.

"En." Li Ruijing's fingers stroked those little things, and his eyes gradually softened.

In fact, he doesn't remember much about his childhood. In his life video, the happy and carefree childhood only took up a few seconds at most, and it passed in a blink of an eye.The rest of the experience of junior high school, high school, and part-time job, the painful space occupies most of the pages.

Perhaps in Li Xinrong's memory, the happiest time between father and son only existed when he was a child.After all, not long after that, my father was admitted to the hospital, and began to lose weight for no reason and lose his temper for no reason.

A folded map was placed in the middle of the box. Li Ruijing spread out the old map, and he could still see a big five-pointed star circled by a pen at the red dot of the capital Beijing.

When Li Xinrong fainted for the first time and was hospitalized, they thought it was just overwork and nothing serious happened.At that time, it happened that Li Ruijing was about to go on summer vacation. He took Li Xinrong's hand that was being infused and asked excitedly, "Dad, is Beijing fun? When you're done, take me to Beijing, okay?"

"Okay." Li Xinrong naturally gave this promise, but unfortunately his body deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye during that summer vacation, and he never left the ward since then.

I'm dead, and I still want to do these empty promises.Li Ruijing laughed at himself, folded the map and put it back in place.

Under the map, there is also a small Chinese homework book.At that time, the notebooks were not A5 size, they were small and thin, not even as big as Li Ruijing's palm.

The book has been collected for many years, and it is already dilapidated when flipped through. It feels like the pages can be torn apart with a little force.He carefully opened the first page, and there was a math test paper inside, with the score marked in red ink—100 points.

Li Ruijing vaguely remembered that his grades in elementary school were still among the best, and the teacher would praise him for being smart back then.It's just that later he worked around, his studies were distracted, and he had heavy schoolwork in middle and high school, so he really couldn't keep up.

He absent-mindedly flipped through the pages. They were all about practicing calligraphy in matts. They looked ordinary and unremarkable. He really didn't know why Li Xinrong wanted to keep them on purpose.

Li Ruijing fell into sleepiness again, and almost closed his eyes again when he turned the page to the end, but when he saw the words on the last page, he suddenly shivered and became sober.

Seeing Li Ruijing's serious expression, Lu Hong asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Ruijing didn't speak. His fingertips slid across the lines written with a pencil stroke by stroke on the last page. Because of too much force, the tip of the pen penetrated the back of the paper, and it was full of bumps and bumps to the touch.

He can fully imagine the emotional reaction of the young man who wrote here.

It was neatly written on it:

"Why don't you die."

"Why don't you die."

"Why don't you die."

...He was stunned and remembered.

On the day of junior high school graduation, all the students in the class were celebrating that they were about to enter high school. Those who were going to eat at the buffet, those who were going to sing at KTV, and those who were holding colorful notebooks looking for friends to sign their classmates. The crowd went in twos and threes, and only Li Ruijing Carrying a black schoolbag, alone, he left through the back door in silence.

He cannot participate in any entertainment and social activities, because he can't even give a penny.Others have graduated, or Sa Yazi travels in a group, or attends high school prep classes.But he can't, he has to go to the game hall to help people watch the scene, otherwise the living expenses for the next month will not be settled.

The hospital was urging the payment of the treatment fee again. In just one year, Li Xinrong had burned all the 30 yuan that the mother and son had borrowed from relatives and friends.And this is because he chose the cheapest treatment for his father, otherwise, this little money would not last a month.

On that dark afternoon, Li Ruijing thought of the boundless despair in the future, so he subconsciously found a notebook as a diary, and vented his thoughts that he couldn't express.

He wanted Li Xinrong to die, preferably before he entered high school. The family really couldn't afford such a cancer patient anymore.

He is only in the third grade of junior high school, and he is only 15 years old. Why can other peers live carefree under the protection of his parents, but he has to carry the burden of this family and be overwhelmed?

In a trance, Li Ruijing saw the 15-year-old boy writing these secret words with tears in his eyes.What made him even more uncomfortable was Li Xinrong's reply below.

Those handwritings were crooked, floating lightly on the surface, and it looked like a seriously ill person had written them with trembling hands and tried hard.

"Xiao Jing, it's Dad who's sorry for you."

"I've dragged my family and Meilan down, and I owe you the most."

"When Dad is gone, don't hold a funeral for me, keep the money, go to school, go to school."

"When you grow up, do what you like and don't wrong yourself."

Li Ruijing was stunned for a long time before closing the homework book with trembling hands.

From beginning to end, he misunderstood what his father meant.

He thought that Li Xinrong could not bear the life without dignity, so he wanted to die; he thought that his father blamed him for forcing him to stay in the world, so he complained; His punishment for doing something wrong.

It wasn't, it wasn't, it wasn't.

Li Xinrong didn't want his son to be dragged down to death by his illness, so he wanted his son to let him go.

He didn't want his son to walk alone in the world with huge debts all his life.

Li Ruijing thought, why... would he underestimate a father's feelings for his child, and think so badly of Li Xinrong.

He slowly hugged the diary in his arms, tears falling silently.

It turns out that in this world, he is not alone, he is loved by others.