[pattern] Song's son

Su Yi went to London the day before Song Yubin got engaged.London, a city that has become particularly misty due to excessive industrial development, the sky in this city is almost always gray, and there is no real blue sky and white clouds in the city.

Su Yizheng came to a villa on the outskirts of London. It was not so much a villa as a small castle. The villa made of old bricks showed a different kind of mystery and beauty.

Su Yizheng stepped forward and knocked on the door with his hand. The bang sound of his hand hitting the wooden door seemed a bit abrupt and weird in the suburbs.

"Please wait a moment." A woman's voice came from inside, followed by footsteps coming towards the door.

"Hello," a maid-like woman opened the door and asked respectfully and politely, "What can I do for you?"

"Excuse me, is Ms. Park Min Hye at home? I'm her friend." He raised the gift in his hand and continued, "This is for Junxiu."

The maid, who was still skeptical at first, immediately believed Su Yizheng's words. There are not many people who can know the location of Park Minhui's family, and among them, there are very few people who can know the existence of Park Junsu. The person in front of her may really be Madam's friend.So she immediately greeted Su Yizheng enthusiastically to enter the villa, while chatting endlessly about Park Junxiu.

For some reason, there are no stairs in the villa, but there are slides and a small ladder for people to walk on, which shows a strange feeling in this villa.

"It's been a long time since we've had guests in this villa," the maid led Song Yubin to the second floor of the villa, "Master Junxiu hasn't seen anyone new for a long time..."

"Anna, do you have any guests?" The boy's voice came from an unknown place, the voice was clear and clear, without the ugly voice of a boy in the voice-changing period.

Su Yizheng raised his eyebrows inadvertently in secret, adding to his affection for the young man.

"Yes, Young Master Junxiu, there is a guest coming to see Madam." The maid paused for a moment, with a kindly expression on her face.

The boy stopped talking, and continued after a long time: "Then, can I see you?" There was a hint of caution in his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.

The maid did not answer the young man, but turned her head to look at Su Yizheng, with a pleading expression on her face, and did not answer the young man until Su Yizheng nodded: "Of course, Master Handsome can come out to meet the guests." He gave Su Yizheng a grateful look.

"Really?" There was uncontrollable excitement in the boy's voice.

"Of course it is true," the maid continued after a pause, "Please come out, Master Handsome, the guests will be very happy to see you."

Su Yizheng didn't hear the boy's answer, but heard the rustling sound of something moving around the corner.

Immediately afterwards, a small head protruded from the corner, and then retracted hastily.

"Anna, can you help me? I'm stuck on the stairs."

"Master Handsome, please wait a moment," the maid bowed, and quickly led Su Yizheng into the hall to sit down. As if afraid of Su Yizheng's repentance, she hurried to the corner to lead the boy out.

Su Yi was sitting on the sofa, looking at the surrounding decorations in every possible way. The surrounding decorations were mainly in warm colors. The blue ceiling imitated the sky outside, and various graffiti were scattered scattered on the walls.

It can be seen that the owner of this place is not very old.

"Sir," the maid's voice came from behind Su Yizheng, "This is Master Handsome."

Su Yizheng looked back after hearing the sound, and saw a boy about 15 or 6 years old sitting in a wheelchair with clear eyes.The soft black hair stuck to the boy's cheeks, and his skin was so fair that he could see the color of the blood vessels inside. The boy pursed his lips slightly, and the joy in his eyes could not be ignored.

"Sir," the young man seemed unaccustomed to being scrutinized like this, his brows were a little embarrassed, "Hello, I'm Pu Junxiu."

Su Yizheng smiled, stood up and walked to Pu Junxiu's side, and greeted him in the same way: "Hi, I'm Su Yizheng."

"Su Yizheng..." The boy's eyes suddenly burst into brilliance. He looked at Su Yizheng with clear expectation in his eyes: "You... are you the talented pottery artist Su Yizheng from Korea?" I don't know if it was because of excitement Because of this, the boy's breathing became a little short, and his cheeks were slightly pink.

"Yes," Su Yizheng squatted down, keeping a level eye with Pu Junxiu, "How did Junxiu know me?" He smiled slightly, giving off a gentle and elegant feeling.

"I... I saw you when I was watching TV..." The boy's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

"Master Junxiu likes pottery very much, and he often watches your exhibitions on TV." Anna explained with a smile on the side.

The boy's head was slightly raised, and there was admiration and anticipation in his eyes that could not be ignored.

Su Yizheng lowered his eyes, thinking of the decision he wanted to make, he didn't know why he felt sour and sad unconsciously.

"Junxiu, you..." He swallowed his words again, and he began to understand why a woman like Park Min Hye would desperately protect the young man in front of him, because this young man is too clean and pure, and everything in the world is gloomy There is no impression in front of the teenager.Bring this boy into that big dye vat, and the color in this boy's world will not be as pure as it is now.

"Sir?" The young man tilted his head to the right, his clear eyes were full of puzzlement.

Why does the man in front of me feel very sad.

"Don't be sad, there will be a new round of sun tomorrow." The young man clumsily wanted to hug Su Yizheng, but he couldn't because of his physical inconvenience.

"Junxiu, do you... want to see the exhibition? It's on site." He raised his eyes, and the smile on his mouth was as warm and clean as that of a young man.

For this young man, let him live here slowly. There is no extravagant life, and no intertwined interests. Some are just like his graffiti, simple and pure colors.

Su Yizheng sighed secretly, and finally let go of the idea of ​​bringing Park Junsu back to Korea.

The boy's eyes lit up suddenly, and then slowly dimmed, "No need... If I go out, I will cause trouble for Mom and Anna."

A hint of distress flashed in Anna's eyes. She didn't speak, but silently looked at the boy in the wheelchair.

Su Yi knows exactly why. Park Junxiu may be due to his parents. Since he was born, he was congenitally deficient. Compared with ordinary people, his immunity is only a quarter of that of ordinary people. A little bit of germs may make Park Junxiu seriously ill Park Junsu would not go to a place, let alone a place with a lot of bacteria like an exhibition.

The farthest that Pu Junxiu can touch is the area within 200 meters of the house.

As for strangers, it is rare to see them.

Su Yizheng raised his hand to rub Park Junsu's hair, but when he thought that his hand also had bacteria, he put it down silently.

He looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, it was almost 06:30.

"I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first." He said his goodbyes gently and politely, and then Anna sent him to the door.

He did have something else to do, since he had already decided not to let Park Junsu wade into that muddy water, he could only rely on himself to stop Song Yubin.

He looked up at the gray sky, then turned around and looked at the villa behind him.

I'll show you a show.