Liu Jing leaned against the balcony and a warm wind blew past.

Under the night sky, the figures on the ground appear incomparably fragile.

Bai Song stepped forward and patted Liu Jing on the shoulder: "you seem to have doubts in your heart?"

"You're right, it's not the child's fault. This situation is very common in our country, even including you and me." Liu Jing gently spit out a cigarette, and the cut tobacco disappeared into the air with the wind.

Campus is a social microcosm without mask. Campus violence is actually only a small part of the microcosm. Apart from the few people selected as the recipients in the class, more people encounter cold violence.

If students who have no money at home want to gain a foothold in the class, they can either study well and join the circle of good students with good grades, but not everyone is a learning bully.

Even if you join that circle, you will be sneered at in peacetime. If you don't break out in silence, you can only sink in silence.

Bai Song sat back on his back and looked at the burning cigarette in his hand.

Bai song once sent the children of relatives to the juvenile detention center. Of course, it is an external education school. Bai Song doesn't know the situation there. The principals and teachers, including the security guards, look very kind.

When Bai Song sent the child, because the child had committed a crime, he was accompanied by two policemen. Bai Song talked to them when he was in the car.

One thing in common is that most of the children sent in were brought up by grandparents. Parents work outside all year round and can't control their children. Even children with parents at home are also due to the lack of communication on weekdays.

Bai song can't help thinking of blossoms. It seems that the communication between him and blossoms is a little in line with what the policeman said. Bai Song reflects on himself. Has he really fulfilled his father's responsibility?

But then again, he is a man. He needs to make money and support his family. They all say that girls should be rich. If you don't give her a luxurious life, at least you can't be looked down upon in school or be cheated because of a little money when you grow up.

Only when girls grow up in a good atmosphere can they have a good attitude, improve their knowledge and have the temperament of intelligence and self-reliance.

Bai Song doesn't want to grow up in the dark side of society. What she sees all day is herself running for money and spending her childhood under the ridicule of her classmates.

When the smoke burned to its end, Bai Song gently put the cigarette end into the ashtray, got up and looked at Liu Jing: "well, they should eat almost, let's go."

Liu nodded and walked to the gate. Bai Song stood in place, followed Liu Jing's back, and looked back at the cigarette in the ashtray.

"Try to make more money, let Qiuyu stop working, and then pick up flowers home." Bai Song turned his head and walked into the glass door.

They entered the hall.

"I'll check out." Bai Song grabbed Liu Jing.

Liu Jing smiled and said, "what are you talking about? I agreed to treat you."

"When did you get so inky? Just now you said I'm an old man without fireworks." Bai Song ran into Liu Jing with what he said just now: "you see, I want to be generous, but you don't give me a chance."

"OK, take it and I'll go with my wife." Liu Jing walked directly to the hot pot table.

Bai Song went to the counter and took out the money from his pocket. The money was squeezed in his pocket and looked a little wrinkled.

"Did you really make money in myth?"

At this time, a figure emerged from Bai Song. Bai Song saw that it was Qin Qin. Bai Song turned his head and continued to pay the bill.

"You say so," said Bai song without turning his head.

"You..." Qin Qin seemed to be so angry with Bai Song's attitude that he didn't know why he pressed down again: "what's your game ID?"

Bai Song was about to speak when Su Qiuyu and his party had come.

"What are you talking about?" Su Qiuyu saw Zhang Qing chatting with Bai Song as soon as she came over. She really didn't think there was anything to talk about between them.

"Very common topic." Bai Song smiled and took the change, then turned and went downstairs.

Qin Qin opened her mouth, took it back, and then took Su Qiuyu's hand and went downstairs.

After a while, Lou baisong looked back and saw Qin Qin holding Su Qiuyu's hand. He couldn't help joking: "I said, is it a little too much for you to occupy her in front of someone else's husband's bully?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Qin Qin went back without showing weakness. Anyway, she turned into holding Su Qiuyu with both hands. Su Qiuyu had to smile helplessly.

"Then you play, we'll go back first." Liu Jing rubbed his stomach, as if he was a little too full.

Qin Qin felt a little tired after a day's shopping: "then I'll go back, too."

After saying goodbye to the three, there were only Bai Song and Su Qiuyu left.

"Let's go shopping?" although Bai Song had something to do, it was rare that Su Qiuyu was so free, so he put forward a proposal to go shopping.

Su Qiuyu shook his head after listening to this. His soft hair shook with his head: "I'm very tired today. I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Then... Okay."

After hearing this, Bai Song didn't force people to be difficult. He called a taxi and they got into the car.

Along the way, Su Qiuyu seemed very tired, so she leaned her head against Bai Song's shoulder. Bai Song couldn't help reaching out and hugging her slender waist so that she wouldn't leave because of shaking.

After su Qiuyu was hugged by Bai Song, he leaned closer and felt the warmth in his arms. Bai Song pitifully removed Su Qiuyu's messy hair in front of his forehead.

Today, Su Qiuyu spent a little bit of light makeup with Qin Qin. At this time, she was slightly closed with a faint perfume of perfume around her nose.

Like prey, the white pine entered the trap composed of aroma and was pulled closer and closer until the lips of the white pine touched her smooth forehead.

"What are you doing?" Su Qiuyu was awakened by Bai Song's behavior and looked at Bai Song's face a little red. Although he was an old husband and wife, it was in a taxi after all.

"No... it seems to be home." Bai Song looked ahead and said to the taxi driver, "master, stop at the corner in front."

The taxi driver more or less observed their actions through the rearview mirror, but he has been in this industry for many years, and this situation has long been no wonder.

The taxi stopped at the place Bai Song said. They got off the bus. Su Qiuyu took Bai Song's hand. Bai Song's face was as usual. It seemed that it should be so.

It's just that after the scene was seen by those neighbors, they felt strange. After all, this place is so big that the whole street knows what happened to anyone's house.

Believe it, it will become the talk of those gossip aunts.

Did you hear? Just that couple, right! Just that one, yesterday

So and so.