Chapter 126

A ray of morning light poured into the room through the window. The window was half open, and a fresh breeze brushed across my face.

Bai Song rubbed his eyes and half sat up from the bed. His bleary eyes saw Su Qiuyu's figure at the first sight, combing his hair by the window.

Su Qiuyu took care of her long hair like a light cloud. Bai Song half sat on the bed with a shallow smile and looked at it.

"What's wrong with early morning?" Su Qiuyu saw Bai song looking at himself and laughing: "what's on my face?"

"There seems to be something." Bai Song put away his smile, picked up his clothes and put them on.

"Then you help me get rid of it." Su Qiuyu came over and supported his hands on the bed. His jade like face came up to the white pine.

Bai song just answered casually. In fact, there was nothing. But Su Qiuyu threw himself into the net. Bai Song naturally refused to let go. He leaned his mouth and wanted to kiss on the soft cheek.

But as soon as Bai Song's mouth got close to it, he was pinched by Su Qiuyu's hand. Bai Song's mouth moved, but he was pinched by Su Qiuyu's hand. It looked like a bird's beak.

"I haven't been serious in the morning." Su Qiuyu let go of pinching Bai Song's mouth, and then continued to dress up regardless of Bai Song.

Bai Song smiled helplessly and went to dress and wash himself.

The plan of the day is in the morning, which is busy for most people.

Office workers were anxiously waiting for the early bus at the bus stop. They were about to be late for work. Their faces were a little anxious. The singing young man also walked to the overpass and began his day with his guitar.

Bai Song and Su Qiuyu found a breakfast shop opposite the bank and called for noodles. Bai Song got up and said, "I'll go to the opposite bank."

"Bank?" Su Qiuyu looked at the shoulder bag on Bai Song's back. When he went out in the morning, he wondered why Bai Song had to carry an empty bag: "well, hurry up."

Bai Song nodded and walked across the street into the bank.

The amount of a single withdrawal from the ATM varies according to the security model of the question bank, but the upper limit of a single day can be about 20000.

Bai Song has to go to the counter to get 200000 yuan. Fortunately, there are few people in the morning. Bai Song takes the number and doesn't need to queue up. It's his turn directly.

There are also people handling business at the next two counters. A young man and a middle-aged man handle more money than Bai Song.

The young man just came to apply for the card. He was rather bored. He sat waiting for the bank staff to handle it. When he heard the hundreds of thousands of money mentioned by the middle-aged population, he felt inferior and said goodbye.

He is only a unit intern, and his whole body adds up to only a few hundred yuan. He was relieved when he saw Bai Song coming at his age. Everyone is young. How much money can he deposit?

It kind of makes him feel like the same kind.

But when he heard the word "200000" from Bai Song, he didn't believe it at first, and then he was surprised when he raised the cash. The white money was really an impact on him.

In particular, such things happen to their peers.

Bai Song simply took the money and left. The young man looked at Bai Song's back and became envious from surprise: "if only I were born in a rich family."

In the face of better peers than themselves, people will always find various reasons to cover up their inner vulnerability.

Yu Guang of Bai Song noticed the young man a little. When he was young, he also experienced the deep sense of powerlessness when watching others withdraw tens of thousands of money in the bank.

This is also an important reason to promote Bai Song to gamble. From the day when he first tasted the sweetness and won thousands of dollars a night, he became out of control.

Back at the breakfast shop, Bai Song picked up his chopsticks and lowered his head to eat noodles. Su Qiuyu looked at his bulging backpack and asked, "what did you earn?"

"Yes." Bai Song shouted at the noodles and gave a vague promise.

After eating, I took a taxi directly to the bus station. My parents live in a nearby county, which takes about an hour's drive.

"Buy those fruits in the past." watching Su Qiuyu go to the fruit stall, Bai Song pulls Su Qiuyu and says.

Su Qiuyu nodded. They bought tickets and got on the bus.

Bai Song looked out of the window and didn't know what he was thinking. Sitting by the window, Su Qiuyu said gently, "why don't you sit inside?"

Bai Song shook his head and then closed his eyes.

No words all the way.

If there is an artifact in the real world, it must be called time.

Some memories of time will make you slowly forget, but sometimes it will make some scenes permanently engraved in your heart, even if you have experienced previous lives.

In the community, at the foot of the old building.

The white pine stopped.

The painted stone tables and chairs, the basketball frame without basket, and the slope in front... These constant scenes recall the sealed memories in my heart.

Bai Song looked at everything around him and remembered that every time he came home late from school, he would always meet his mother looking for his figure. At that time, his mother always said that she was afraid of getting lost.

At that time, Bai Song didn't understand. He was familiar with the distance from school to home. How could he get lost?

Until today, Bai Song realized that his mother was afraid that she would learn bad and go astray.

But I still learned badly and gambled with their pension.

Looking at the stairs ahead, Bai Song felt that his steps were too heavy and he couldn't move. He couldn't imagine how his loving parents spent their old age in his previous life.

"At this time, you don't want to retreat." Su Qiuyu hugged Bai Song's hand and looked into Bai Song's eyes: "believe me, I'll forgive you."

Then Su Qiuyu blushed and said, "you used to treat me like that. Do I forgive you now?"

"Well." Bai Song was in a complicated mood. Without much words, he gently answered and walked up the stairs.

There is not much dust in the stairwell, but all kinds of garbage are scattered on the ground without being cleaned. Only the section of stairs towards the door of parents is a little cleaner.

Ding Dong!

Looking at Bai Song's hesitation there, Su Qiuyu directly stretched out his hand and rang the doorbell for Bai Song.

After a while, a question came from behind the door: "who?"

Bai Song didn't speak with his pocket. Seeing that Bai Song didn't speak, Su Qiuyu didn't speak. After all, if he didn't even open the door, it would be bad.

Creak.

The security door was old and creaked.

Bai Song saw that face, a face full of vicissitudes at the age of 50, and a few strands of silver on his forehead made him feel a little heartache.

"Mom, it's me." Bai Song whispered with his head down, but his eyes were very firm.

Time relentlessly urges people to grow old. What we can do in this world is to make our success catch up with time's urging parents to grow old.