Brother Xia's favorite

Chapter 128 Fighting Together 13

Listening to the movement, Meng Ni stood side by side with Uncle Yang at the gate and waited. Xia Yifeng walked up to the two of them and bowed gratefully, thanking them sincerely again: "Thank you so much yesterday, When my family affairs are over, I will definitely come back and formally thank you.”

Song Chen also followed Xia Yifeng and bowed, the appearance of the two brothers made Mengni amused.Meng Ni covered her mouth and giggled: "Come on, what's the difference between formal and informal thanks? You two brothers are so interesting, it's like worshiping heaven and earth twice."

One sentence made Uncle Yang on the side grinned.Uncle Yang waved his hand at Xia Yifeng: "Are you going home?"

Xia Yifeng nodded with the corner of his mouth curled up: "Hey, I'm home."

"It's good, it's good." There was a hint of sadness in Uncle Yang's smile, "It's good to be home."

Everyone was silent for a moment, everyone had a different story, and Uncle Yang's story was obviously not a light comedy.Brother Mao, who brought Song Chen and Wu Xingye in, broke the silence first: "Okay, let's go, it's a good thing to be able to go."

"Yes, yes." Uncle Yang hid the emotion in his eyes and showed his big yellow teeth, "Let's go, let's go, don't delay."

Xia Yifeng said goodbye to Song Chen solemnly again, and walked out of the basement together with Wu Xingye.The sun outside was bright and bright, and Xia Yifeng took a deep breath after sweeping away the haze and dullness in the basement, feeling the excitement and joy of regaining a new life.

Xia Yifeng looked back at the old building again. It carried Xia Yifeng's painful memories and past, but gave Xia Yifeng a place to shelter from the wind and rain. Xia Yifeng felt mixed feelings for a while.

Meng Ni stood at the door and waved at Xia Yifeng: "Let's go, Xia Yifeng! Don't come back after you leave!"

Xia Yifeng sighed, and finally walked forward side by side with Song Chen without looking back.The future is coming, the past has come to an end.

Anyway, Wu Xingye was unhappy seeing Xia Yifeng everywhere, and kept finding fault with Xia Yifeng along the way.It was Xia Yifeng's first flight, and he couldn't figure out the process. Wu Xingye chanted at Xia Yifeng's side at least ten times, and Xia Yifeng's fists were about to move. Otherwise, Xia Yifeng wouldn't mind giving Wu Xingye a lesson.

Song Chen couldn't hold back any longer, and glanced leisurely at Wu Xingye: "Brother Xingye, this is also my second time flying by plane, the first time was this morning."

"You are different." Wu Xingye's tinted glasses were almost blinding, "You are smart, unlike some people who have to say a sentence three times before they understand it."

Xia Yifeng ground his teeth, and suddenly leaned sickly on Song Chen's shoulder: "Hey, Chenchen, Song Chenchen, press my head quickly, I'm very dizzy, I guess the concussion hasn't healed yet."

Song Chen was taken aback, and immediately helped Xia Yifeng to the waiting hall to sit down, stood in front of Xia Yifeng and bent over, picked up the uninjured part of Xia Yifeng's head with his palm and pressed gently: "Brother, where does it hurt?" ? Should I press it better like this?"

Xia Yifeng sighed comfortably, squinted his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair enjoying himself: "Hey, hey, it's much better. Song Chenchen, pinch my neck again, my neck is very sore."

"Let me do it." Wu Xingye put his arms around Song Chen's waist and dragged Song Chen away, "Go to the side and rest for a while, I have great strength, and the effect will be better if I press it."

Xia Yifeng opened his eyes immediately: "I'm not sore anymore, get out of here."

Wu Xingye clicked his tongue regretfully, and cracked his knuckles.There is something Song Chen doesn't understand, Song Chen is angry and funny, Xia Yifeng's temper is still the same as when he was a child.Song Chen quietly looked at Xia Yifeng's somewhat embarrassed face with a smile on his lips, before he had time to look at it for a while, Wu Xingye took a step in the middle, directly blocking Song Chen's sight.

"It's almost there." Wu Xingye shook his phone, "It's time to board the plane."

Song Chen sighed, poked his head out and smiled softly at Xia Yifeng: "Brother, you're home."

Xia Yifeng opened his mouth, but was suddenly speechless.That not-so-prosperous city reappeared repeatedly in Xia Yifeng's countless dreams. The old buildings, the simple two-bedroom apartment and the big bed that always embraced Song Chen on it became the obsession in Xia Yifeng's heart. , full of thoughts but can't ask for it.

Now, we will finally embark on the return journey.

Until the plane landed, Xia Yifeng still felt that it was not real.Familiar and unfamiliar scenes were constantly changing in front of Xia Yifeng's eyes. Xia Yifeng only took a step forward, but tears filled his eyes.Song Chen gently hooked Xia Yifeng's fingertips, and smiled silently with the corners of his lips raised.Thousands of lights fell into Song Chen's eyes and turned into a flickering starlight.

"Brother." Song Chen's voice was choked with sobs, but his tone was full of joy, "I brought you back."

"Ah." Xia Yifeng gently hugged Song Chen into his arms with tears in his eyes, closed his eyes and leaned his head on Song Chen's shoulder, "Song Chenchen, I'm back."

Song Chen didn't speak, Song Chen just spread his hands around Xia Yifeng's waist, Xia Yifeng could feel the clothes on his shoulders gradually getting wet, Song Chen's tears were warm and long, moistening Xia Yifeng's entire heart .

Wu Xingye turned his face away with desolate eyes, Wu Xingye suddenly realized very clearly that there are some people who will never be forgotten, as if they were born as one, inextricably permeated into the skin and deep into the bone marrow, indistinguishable and indistinguishable untie.

There were still anxious looking people running back and forth in the emergency department of the hospital, and Xia Yifeng, who was covered in injuries, stood among them without being obtrusive.Xia Yifeng looked at the stairs with some hesitation, but his concern for Xia Jianguo still made Xia Yifeng take a firm step forward.Xia Yifeng stood silently at the door of Xia Jianguo's ward for a long time, so long that Song Chen once thought that Xia Yifeng would not push the door and enter.Xia Yifeng opened his mouth, and turned his head nervously to look at Song Chen. Song Chen nodded lightly, his eyes filled with gentle comfort.

"Go in, brother." Song Chen took Xia Yifeng's hand and pushed open the door together. The ward was pitch black, and the exhausted patients had already fallen asleep.Xia Yifeng followed Song Chen to Xia Jianguo's hospital bed, and bent down under the light of the corridor to carefully look at Xia Jianguo's eyebrows.Xia Jianguo lost a lot of weight, his gray hair and the overlapping wrinkles around his eyes made Xia Jianguo look like a different person from back then.Xia Yifeng's nose was sour, and he raised his hand to gently brush aside Xia Jianguo's messy forehead hair.

"It's really old." Xia Yifeng said very lightly, so lightly that Song Chen could only vaguely hear the general idea.Song Chen turned his face to look at Xia Yifeng, Xia Yifeng nodded, and then quietly retreated out.

When the sound of their footsteps gradually faded away, the old man on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes.Xia Jianguo stared deeply at the closed door and grinned, lowered his voice and cursed softly: "You son of a bitch, you're back."