absolutely attracted

When Song Qingyang hurried home, Xia Baiwei sat pitifully on the ground in front of his house, with two large black suitcases standing beside him.Maybe Xia Baiwei didn't show any pity, and even smiled when he saw him come back, but for some reason, Song Qingyang looked at him and felt that Xia Baiwei was like a vacuum rose whose glass cover was broken. Perceptible speed withers.

Without saying a word, he walked over and hugged Xia Baiwei, Song Qingyang patted Xia Baiwei's back and comforted him, "Bai Wei, it's okay, there are many men in the world, don't hang yourself on a tree."

As for love, whoever traps more is doomed to suffer more.Take Song Qingyang himself as an example. His last girlfriend was the goddess of many people in the school at that time. Song Qingyang spent a lot of effort to catch up with her. He thought it should be the same as the previous relationship. He likes to come and go quickly. , I didn't expect that I would be sincere, and I would be dumped half a year after returning to China after graduation.At that time, he felt that the sky was falling, and he was decadent at home for a week without seeing anyone. He knew that all the wine in the wine cabinet had been used by him to relieve his sorrows, so he slowly walked out of this broken relationship.

Just when Song Qingyang felt that he felt exactly the same as Xia Baiwei, and vowed to make Xia Baiwei feel the warmth of his brother, Xia Baiwei hit his back hard several times.

"I can't...Are you trying to strangle me, Song Qingyang?" Xia Bai slightly pushed Song Qingyang away, stood beside him and coughed a few times, "Why are you standing there, open the door, bro."

Song Qingyang finally came to his senses, "Oh, no, Xia Baiwei, why are you acting like a normal person?"

Taking out the key to open the door, Xia Bai consciously carried his suitcase and walked towards the only guest room, turning his head while walking, "Why, you want me to cry, make trouble, and hang myself. ."

"That's not the case. By the way, did you see the entertainment news?" Song Qingyang followed Xia Baiwei, and suddenly realized after a long time, "No, Xia Baiwei! Who were you alluding to just now?"

"When someone breaks up in love, he calls me every day with snot and tears." Xia Bai smiled, and continued, "I accidentally saw the news after returning home in the afternoon."

"As soon as I saw it, I packed up my things and left. It's the Xia Baiwei I know." Song Qingyang gave Xia Baiwei a thumbs up and praised, "It's so free and easy!"

Xia Bai shook his head slightly, "Where are you being free and easy?" I'm just very good at running away, Xia Bai laughed at himself slightly in his heart.

At dinner, Xia Baiwei, who cooks in person, was going to give Song Qingyang a hand and make a few of his specialty dishes, but after spending a long time in the kitchen, the Coca-Cola chicken wings turned into a dark lump of unknown objects, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes were tactfully ordered by Song Qingyang. Commenting, "This is completely a work of art that can be called 'the egg was fried and cried, and blood and tears flowed'". The steak turned out to be burnt as expected.

Song Qingyang looked at a table of unsightly dishes, and wondered if Xia Baiwei had some dark thoughts of murdering relatives and friends because of the stimulation of his broken relationship.So when Song Qingyang refused to eat this dark meal even though he was beaten to death, Xia Baiwei had no choice but to order another takeaway.

During the meal, Xia Baiwei suddenly said to Song Qingyang, "Qingyang, I might have to leave."

Song Qingyang couldn't believe it, and looked at Xia Baiwei with question marks on his face, "Go? Where are you going? So suddenly?"

"Actually, it wasn't sudden." Xia Baiwei explained while eating, "Before I returned to China and rejected the contract with a London gallery, my supervisor was very angry, and I told you about it. After the anger subsided, he began to ask me What to do in China, I said I would draw illustrations for a publishing house. He always thought it would be a waste of my talent and advised me to go back to the UK. I refused twice before. Today, when I was sitting in front of your house, I agreed .”

Song Qingyang didn't know what to say for a while. He agreed with Xia Baiwei's teacher that it would be a pity if Xia Baiwei only painted illustrations, but he was also worried that Xia Baiwei would be lonely without relatives and friends abroad. In China, there is still him who can take care of Xia Baiwei.

Seeing that Song Qingyang didn't speak, Xia Bai patted the table in front of him slightly, "Song Qingyang, if you don't want to part with me, just tell me what it means not to speak."

"Who doesn't want you anymore. Xia Baiwei, you are so narcissistic." Song Qingyang retorted, and then asked, "How long have you been there? When will you be back?"

"I do not know either."

Maybe not coming back.Xia Baiwei is also not sure, when he left four years ago, he thought he would never come back again, but he still came back.

"Oh." Song Qingyang sighed, "Does this decision have something to do with Gu Jinxing?"

Xia Bai didn't bother to cover up anything, and said frankly, "A little bit."

The previous refusal was also because of Gu Jinxing, love will make people have humble greed, and they will continue to look forward to whether he will like me a little bit, and whether we can have a good ending five years later.Xia Baiwei now understands that broken things can only be broken, and no matter how they are picked up, they cannot make up for the damaged marks.He is too greedy.

Song Qingyang was silent for a while, thinking that Xia Baiwei really didn't want to show that he didn't care about anything.After taking a few mouthfuls of food, he raised his head and said to Xia Baiwei, "You know, I will support you no matter what you decide. Just like when I returned to China, everyone around me didn't believe that I could make a name for myself. Only you can trust me."

Then he added, "However, if you think the British food is too bad, remember to come back.

"Also, you don't have nowhere to go in City B. You are always welcome at my home."

Xia Bai nodded slightly, and lowered his head to hide his red eyes, "Well, I see, let's eat first."

A good meal is inexplicably sensational, Xia Baiwei actually wants to cry, when a lot of bad luck comes one after another, there is always some warm kindness wrapping him and giving him strength.

The next day, Xia Baiwei went to the publishing house to submit his resignation letter.Song Qingyang had greeted the editor-in-chief for him in advance, so the editor didn't say anything about his sudden resignation, but only said that Xia Baiwei had excellent ability and wished him a better future.

The flight to England was booked for an evening flight. After Xia Baiwei had a casual lunch by himself, he went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of crushed ice blue roses, and was going to visit Bai Junhua.

The woman in the photo had a beautiful face and a kind smile. Xia Baiwei gently placed the flowers in her hands in front of the photo, and then sat down beside her.Looking at Bai Junhua's photo, Xia Bai was slightly lost in thought. When he was a child, almost everyone in the class who met his mother envied him for having such a beautiful and gentle mother.He also feels that his mother is the best mother in the world, she will tolerate him and support him no matter what he does.But such a good person did not get the most sincere love from her husband, and was even deeply deceived all the time.

When Bai Junhua just left, Xia Baiwei kept comforting herself with Bai Junhua's words, that if a person dies, he will become a star in the sky, looking after the person he loves in the world.Later, when he grew up and saw Xia Zhiyu's true face, he hoped that Bai Junhua would not become a star.

He was afraid that Xing Xing would accidentally see the dirty things in the world, so he would cry secretly.

"Mom, I haven't seen you for a long time." Xia Bai slightly wiped the dust on the tombstone, Bai Junhua loved to be clean when he was alive.

"I'm so stupid. I was deceived by Gu Jin again." Xia Bai said with a slightly bitter smile. Like happy things, "I seem to be too obsessed with the past. I always remember Gu Jinxing's good things. I always forget his bad things. I always rely on the good things in my memories to treat things that don't belong to me. Have unrealistic expectations."

"The consequence of not having a long memory is that every time I am embarrassed, I am the only one."

Xia Bai slightly closed his eyes, choked up and said, "He can always easily fool me, am I stupid?"

The wind from the mountains blew by, blowing away the tears on Xia Baiwei's face.After a long time, Xia Baiwei took out the handkerchief in his pocket, wiped the dust on the tombstone, and said, "Today Song Qingyang said that I am free and easy, but in fact I am not free and easy at all. I just dare not face the cruel truth." That's all."

When Mingming was very young, because his parents loved each other very much, he actively believed in love.But ever since Bai Junhua left Xia Zhiyu and married another, he seemed to have lost the confidence to believe in love.Xia Baiwei didn't have the courage to gamble on whether there was glass scum under the red carpet paved with beautiful and romantic flowers. He just wanted to take back his steps when he felt pain, so as to avoid hurting deeper skin.

After all, he has seen roses being trampled to the bottom of his feet, and the gods and couples praised by everyone can only be framed in paintings.

"Four years ago and this time, I don't know if I didn't make any progress at all, or because that person is Gu Jinxing, I just escape, I just want to run away, I just want to leave those who hurt me early. I It's really disappointing." Xia Baiwei's expression gradually darkened, and then he sighed softly, "If only you were still here, teach me what to do."

Xia Bai put his head on the cold tombstone slightly, as if he wanted to feel something, "Mom, I miss you so much."

The mountain was silent, the wind kept blowing, Xia Baiwei's words were scattered in the sunlight, and there was no response.

After Xia Baiwei went down the mountain, Song Qingyang sent Xia Baiwei to the airport.The two said goodbye briefly, Song Qingyang watched Xia Baiwei enter the security check, and left after Xia Baiwei's back completely disappeared from his eyes.

When returning to the car, Song Qingyang sent a message to Xia Bai who was waiting for the flight.

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——Bon voyage, next time you go back to City B, you must be surrounded by good things! .

--good!Let me borrow your blessings.

Xia Baiwei put down his phone after replying to the message, feeling empty in his heart. Every time he was at the airport, he always felt lonely, the world was so big, there were so many lights in the world, and none of them belonged to him.