Brother Xia's favorite

Chapter 142 What should be together must always be together 1

Xia Yifeng has done a good job with Sister Yan. After working for a full year, Sister Yan never mentioned the matter of letting Xia Yifeng go, and Xia Yifeng was also a little hesitant.

Xia Yifeng has already been able to take charge of his own affairs, and his career has just started. Mr. Li's trust in Xia Yifeng has increased, which means that he will let Xia Yifeng flex his muscles.Yang Shuzhen walked a lot of places with a backpack on her back, and walked out of her own new way. She just passed the tour guide certificate recently, holding a small banner and holding a trumpet all day long, leading a group of old men and women touring mountains and rivers. The two sons took it to heart, and Xia Yifeng was also convinced.

Xia Yifeng's only concern was Song Chen.Song Chen was also very busy. He followed Professor Dai all day to do projects and run to the hospital. He was so busy that he was so busy. When he called Xia Yifeng, his tone was always exhausted, which made Xia Yifeng feel distressed.

"Song Chenchen." Xia Yifeng could twitch his brows into a knot, "Are you okay? Can you take it easy?"

Song Chen coughed twice. Recently, Song Chen has been soaking in the laboratory almost every day until midnight, and his physical strength has been severely exhausted, but Song Chen just refuses to let himself relax.Once a person stops walking, he can't stop thinking of those people and things that he couldn't ask for. Song Chen would rather let himself be busy to death than taste the pain of heartache.

Song Chen rubbed his eyes tiredly, raised his head and leaned on the back of the chair, and let out a long sigh of relief: "My brother, I'm not bad, I'm not bad. If you really worry about it, why don't you come back and take care of me?"

Xia Yifeng was silent for a moment, Song Chen's heart tightened, and he frowned and laughed to himself: "Hey, brother, I'm just joking with you, you work hard, I won't be able to do it anymore, you have to support me Follow me."

"Okay." Xia Yifeng responded gently, "I knew that studying medicine is so tiring, and I shouldn't have let you go to a medical university. If you really can't stand it, you can go back, and I will earn money to support you. "

Song Chen rubbed his mobile phone reluctantly. Song Chen's mobile phone has been used for many years, but Song Chen has never been willing to change it.Song Chen responded with a good word, then closed his eyes and listened quietly to Xia Yifeng's voice. Xia Yifeng's low-pitched ramblings always made Song Chen extremely at ease.

At the end of Xia Yifeng's speech, he couldn't help asking: "Is Wu Xingye treating you well? Otherwise, you should stop following him. Why should you give in to him?"

Song Chen was stunned for a long time, and then realized that Xia Yifeng was still thinking about that incident, and couldn't help touching his nose helplessly: "Brother, what are you talking about? Brother Xingye and I are just ordinary friends, whoever follows whomever Already?"

Song Chen's words stunned Xia Yifeng, and Xia Yifeng was overjoyed. After reacting for a while, he suddenly became angry again: "Why did you become ordinary friends? When did you break up? Song Chenchen , Did he do something to offend you? If he dares to do it, see if I don't beat him to death!"

Song Chen didn't know how to explain to Xia Yifeng what happened at that time, Song Chen didn't want to mention those things in the past anymore.Song Chen pursed his lips and thought for a while, and in the spirit of seeking truth from facts, he relieved Wu Xingye: "Brother, Brother Xingye didn't forgive me, Brother Xingye treated me very well, don't keep thinking about beating him up. "

Xia Yifeng raised his eyebrows, feeling a burst of joy in his heart: "That's why you kicked it? Oh, Song Chenchen kicked it so well! I just said that your vision shouldn't be like this."

Song Chen couldn't hold back a low laugh: "Hey brother, can you and brother Xingye stop burying each other? Where is there so much dissatisfaction? My vision is not bad, I have good vision."

Song Chen paused, then gently touched the phone: "I have better vision than anyone else."

As soon as the weather cooled down, Xia Yifeng turned out the scarf Song Chen knitted for himself.The scarf has been worn for several years, and it has been rubbed to the point of pilling. Xia Yifeng found a pair of small scissors and cut it bit by bit. In his mind, Song Chen couldn't help but think of Song Chen picking up the wool with his head buried in his head. appearance.Xia Yifeng raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously. Ever since he knew that Song Chen and Wu Xingye had broken up, Xia Yifeng's mind was always fluctuating. For a while, he wondered whether he would have a chance to return to Song Chen's side, and then pondered again Seeing that Song Chen would always have trouble after being with a man.Xia Yifeng wanted to break his head, but he still didn't make up his mind. All kinds of concerns always popped up one after another, just like the fur balls on the scarf, no matter how you cut them, they couldn't be cut clean.

Xia Yifeng managed to cut to the very edge of the scarf, and his eyes were a little sore from the cut.Xia Yifeng put down the scissors and rubbed his eyes, then picked up the scarf and used his fingertips to flip over the part that was not cleaned.Xia Yifeng was suddenly surprised to find that Song Chen actually wove a few letters in the corners with similar-colored wool, which could not be seen without paying special attention. Xia Yifeng moved his face closer to identify them carefully. Weaving five uppercase English letters next to each other, they are waxyf.

waxyf.

I love Xia Yifeng.

Xia Yifeng felt that his nose was a little sore, he rubbed the scarf with his fingers and grinned stupidly, those feelings buried in his heart broke through the shackles of reason and continued to take root, blossom and bear fruit, and quickly filled Xia Yifeng's heart.Xia Yifeng buried his face in the scarf and took a deep breath, then stood up with firm eyes.

Xia Yifeng thought, I should go back, my Chenchen, I should go find him.Because without Song Chen's life, Xia Yifeng felt lifeless.

Sister Yan and Mr. Li have been trying their best to keep Xia Yifeng, especially Sister Yan, looking at Xia Yifeng's puzzled face: "Xiao Xia, is it because my sister is not good enough for you?"

Xia Yifeng smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, Sister Yan, Uncle Li, I want to go home. At the beginning, I only planned to stay for a year to help Sister Yan, but now that one year has passed, I don't care what I say. Time to go back."

Sister Yan was very reluctant: "Xiao Xia, look at how well you have done here. I don't know who to replace you after you leave, why don't you think about it again? You can't let go of you. The family members, the big deal is to take them all over, there are many houses in my sister's place, you can just pick one and use it."

Xia Yifeng still firmly refused, this time, Xia Yifeng didn't want to waver.

Sister Yan and the old man couldn't hold back Xia Yifeng, and sighed with regret.Before Xia Yifeng packed his luggage and was ready to go, Sister Yan went to the vehicle management office as promised to pass a brand new large truck under Xia Yifeng's name, which was regarded as a reward for Xia Yifeng's hard work all the time.

The old man figured it out later, and he didn't say anything to stop Xia Yifeng. Instead, he patted Xia Yifeng's shoulder and smiled meaningfully: "Our cooperation has just begun. You go back first, and I will give you a long vacation to rest. After waiting After the Spring Festival, you wait for my news."

Xia Yifeng didn't figure out what the old man's plan was, and Xia Yifeng didn't bother to think about future problems. Xia Yifeng's mind was full of Song Chen's shadow now. Song Chen wore worn-out sandals and looked skinny. The appearance, Song Chen's blushing face, shortness of breath and shallow smile, and the appearance of Song Chen holding a lunch box by the floor-to-ceiling window to eat in a gentle and gentle manner.Countless Song Chens passed through Xia Yifeng's mind, and finally gathered into an indissoluble ink shadow, full of heart and no gaps.

Xia Yifeng turned onto the truck, with a smile on his lips, Xia Yifeng thought, this time he really wanted to go home.