"Well, I miss you too."

Song Yan leaned against Xia Zhiye's shoulder and said this in a flat tone.

If it wasn't for some kind of cool liquid soaking the cloth on Xia Zhiye's shoulders, he might have believed that Song Yan was such a cool, angered and indifferent brother.

It's a pity that someone cried before they left, and they cried when they met again. The cool guy's character has long since collapsed.

Xia Zhiye rubbed Song Yan's soft hair, and his heart was in a mess. Sure enough, the feeling of actually meeting and hugging was different.

Even if he can't accompany Song Yan for a long time, it will always be much better to let him hug him, let him cry, and tell him that he is still here.

Xia Zhiye thought that this reunion after a long absence was destined to be gentle, but just as he was about to hug Song Yan a little tighter, he suddenly felt the person in his arms stun, and the next second he was stomped on the back of his foot. , and then the whole person was pushed away with force: "Xia Zhiye! Are you bold!"

Xia Zhiye: "?"

Song Yan snorted coldly: "I haven't seen you for a few months, you actually dare to smoke? How can you?"

Xia Zhiye: "???"

He looked at Song Yan's sudden change from a petite crying bag to a cold killer face of "You're dead today", and was extremely aggrieved: "I don't smoke, how could I smoke?"

"You don't have such a big smell of smoke from your body? It stinks to death." Song Yan frowned, his face full of disgust.

Xia Zhiye lowered his head and sniffed: "Does it smell like smoke? Why didn't I smell it?"

Who has wronged you.

In order to prove to him that he had not wronged him, Song Yan grabbed Xia Zhiye's collar and smelled it, and explained on the spot: "There is obviously a strong smell of cigarettes, it's still the kind of inferior cigarette smell, besides the smell of cigarettes, there is also the smell of beer, Braised beef noodles, pickled pepper chicken feet, etc..."

Song Yan realized something and looked up at Xia Zhiye: "Did you go to the construction site to move bricks with migrant workers to earn tolls?"

"..."

It has to be said that Song Yan's logic is still so tight that no loopholes can be found, but it is far from the truth.

Xia Zhiye couldn't help laughing softly and said, "Which construction site dares to accept minors casually? It's probably the smell on the car."

Song Yan, who had no money but wanted to dry-clean clothes, didn't react, thinking that Xia Zhiye was talking about a taxi, and asked confidently, "How about a liar? What kind of car can smell so good? ?"

Xia Zhiye smiled and said, "I only had time to grab the green train with the last few station tickets."

"..."

Green leather train.

standing ticket.

Song Yan's questioning expression and fingers clutching Xia Zhiye's collar stopped when he heard the answer.

He has never eaten pork, but has seen pigs run.

It's not like he hasn't seen the environment on the green-skin train, and the green-skin train from Nanwu to Beijing runs for nearly a day and a night, which means that Xia Zhiye stood alone in the crowded and messy carriage for a whole day. Day and night, just to see him in Beijing through the storm.

What a fool.

Song Yan felt that he had made a very objective and rational evaluation.

But for some reason, the eyes were sore again, and the fingers clutching the collar became soft again, and then he couldn't help hugging Xia Zhiye again, and his forehead pressed against his shoulder again.

Xia Zhiye felt that the T-shirt fabric on his shoulders might not be able to dry.

What a cool guy, just a little crying bag.

He couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't you think it stinks now?"

"It's okay, it's not that stinky."

Song Yan buried herself on Xia Zhiye's shoulder, and pretended to casually throw out a sentence, but she couldn't help sniffing.

He used to think that when he hugged Xia Zhiye, he always felt safe because of the warm citrus scent that he was familiar with.

But now holding this smelly Xia Zhiye, who had been crowded on the green-skinned train in the big summer all day and night, when the nerve that had been tense for several months was still relaxed, he realized that it made him feel It is not the taste that is safe, but Xia Zhiye himself.

Even such a simple hug after a long separation seems to be able to heal the long suffering in an instant.

Xia Zhiye is still there.

He will still run towards him recklessly.

As long as you know this, those anxious and negative brain factors that doctors try to suppress with drugs are so obediently soothed.

"But they won't let you come in with me, and I can't get out."

In the management of wards in private hospitals, family members must show ID cards and relationship certificates when visiting. Song Minghai specially warned that Xia Zhiye would not be able to go in and accompany him.

And he thought that based on his current physical condition, although he felt that when he saw Xia Zhiye, his illness would be cured, those doctors would definitely not think so, and they would definitely not discharge him from the hospital, or even walk out of the building. Nurses are required to accompany the building.

So if nothing else, they could only meet briefly at the door of this building, hug each other, and they would be separated politely and mercilessly by the management staff.

After 20 hours of driving, Xia Zhiye seemed to think it was worth it, rubbed Song Yan's head, and said in a low voice, "So hurry up and hold me tighter, or You are not afraid of being shy, and I don't mind if you want to kiss me."

"I mind."

Song Yan threw out a sentence.

Xia Zhiye wasn't surprised. Just as he was about to laugh, they were really puzzled by their Yan brother, when Song Yan raised his head: "So let's run away."

Xia Zhiye: "?"

Song Yan: "You call a car first."

Before Xia Zhiye could react to what Song Yan meant by this sentence, he saw that Song Yan had already hooked his fingers at Song Lele, who was poking his head in the corner with a calm and indifferent face.

Song Lele ran over.

Song Yan lowered her head and took off the little genius phone watch from him: "I'll lend this to my brother. If your mother wants to find us, it depends on the location."

Song Lele didn't quite understand, but nodded obediently.

Song Yan looked at him again: "Is there any pocket money for this month?"

Song Lele nodded again: "Yes, I just went to see my grandma the day before yesterday, and she gave me five hundred."

"Well, let my brother use it."

"Oh."

Song Lele honestly took out five crumpled pink banknotes from his small bag and handed them to Song Yan.

Song Yan took it without shame, put it in Xia Zhiye's clothes pocket, and looked up at him: "Has the car called?"

Xia Zhiye seemed to guess what he wanted to do, with a smile in his eyes: "Well, it's already at the door of the hospital."

"Okay." Song Yan turned to look at Song Lele again, "Go and play with his little security guard brother, and when he finds out that his brother has run away, hug him and call out to his mother, who is on the second floor, very It will come down soon, and then you will tell her brother and Xia to go home for treatment, and she will know. Do you understand?"

"Yes, got it."

Although Song Lele didn't quite understand why his brother did this, he still firmly remembered his brother's arrangement and nodded heavily.

Song Yan rubbed his head satisfactorily: "Go, this matter is done, and the math papers for the winter vacation will be cut in half."

Song Lele heard the words without saying a word, and immediately ran towards the security guard with his two calves.

Song Yan took Xia Zhiye's hand: "Are you ready?"

Xia Zhiye crossed his fingers with him: "Well, ready."

"one."

"two."

"three."

"run!"

Song Yan didn't understand why in those TV dramas, every time there was an outbreak of conflict in the plot, it was always a rainy day in summer.

Until he held Xia Zhiye's hand, faced the wind and rain, stepped on the muddy puddles and the broken osmanthus flowers, and ran towards the vehicle that was about to take them to the land of freedom not far away. Only then did he realize that there are always some weather, some seasons, some atmosphere, and some people that will make you want to break those quiet and boring lives and do some dramatic things that you have fantasized about for a long time.

It seems that the only way to prove that they are still living in a bright tone with all their strength, rather than being put into the shackles of those rigid rules and living hopelessly and numbly.

This is also the reason why I always do some naive and impulsive things when I am young, because only when I am young, will I be daring because I have nothing.

When the vehicle started, Song Yan looked at the angry security guard who was hugged by Song Lele's thigh and Tan Qing who hurriedly rushed down to join the fight, and suddenly couldn't help lying on Xia Zhiye and laughed: "Grass, Xia Zhiye, we just ran away. So stupid."

Xia Zhiye said seriously: "To be honest, just now I had a feeling that I was the hero of an idol drama."

"Can you fucking stop being so playful?"

Song Yan smiled and punched Xia Zhiye.

Xia Zhiye couldn't help laughing and said, "Can I have your younger brother in the drama? When he hugged the security guard and shouted 'Brother, run away', it was so miserable that I thought he was going to sacrifice."

"Well, you're right, so you can't justify it if you don't buy more Transformers for your brother-in-law." Song Yan looked at the chicken feathers farther and farther behind the car with a smile, as if he didn't realize it. What did you say.

Only Xia Zhiye heard the words "little brother-in-law" and was in a good mood. He hugged Song Yan and whispered, "Well, okay, I'll talk about it later, where are we going now."

"Go home to sleep."

"?"

Song Yan is so active today?

Seeing Xia Zhiye's expression of anticipation and surprise, Song Yan knew what yellow waste he thought of again, and kicked his ears with red ears: "Stop the shameless thoughts in your mind immediately. We just go to sleep, simply sleep, I haven't slept well for months, and I have to make up for it all today, so don't try to delay my sleep."

Song Yan really thought so.

However, most of the time at this age it is difficult to control the development of the situation.

When the door closed and Song Yan hugged Xia Zhiye and gently kissed his lips, the two of them couldn't be separated anymore.

In the beginning, there were no distracting thoughts, only the unspeakable sadness, despair and hatred that had been buried in the hearts of the separation days, and the expressions of thoughts and love that were so strong that they could not be expressed in words.

Song Yan thought that Xia Zhiye could be restrained, otherwise why would he just smile so tenderly when he saw him, but when he felt Xia Zhiye's out-of-control offensive that almost devoured him, he realized that Xia Zhiye The backlog of pain and missing for a long time is no less than his.

It's just that Xia Zhiye is the relying party in this relationship, so he has to show a more gentle and strong appearance in front of him.

The intense repressed thoughts and love these days have broken through Song Yan's sanity. He hugged Xia Zhiye's waist tightly, closed his eyes, and let his senses follow his instincts.

He thought they could just let things go until they were truly cathartic and satisfied.

However, Xia Zhiye suddenly held his hand, turned his head slightly, and said hoarsely, "I'm going to take a cold shower."

"Xia Zhiye, actually I don't..."

"You're still young, and you're not in good health right now, so let's eat first, and then have a good night's sleep, okay?" Xia Zhiye lowered his head and kissed Song Yan's forehead, then turned around and prepared to go into the bathroom.

But Song Yan grabbed her wrist.

Xia Zhiye turned his head.

Song Yan lowered her eyes and tried her best to keep her tone cold, "A cold shower is easy to catch a cold."

"so?"

"So I'll help you."

His tone was as cold as he was trying to save the wounded, but his ears were red with blood. Xia Zhiye took a deep breath. He felt that Song Yan was indeed sent by God to test his character and legal and moral awareness.

In the end, Song Yan couldn't help much except for setting fires everywhere.

After being sick for such a long time, my physical strength is really not much better, and I am so thin that I am so weak that I feel like it will be broken if I touch it in my arms.

However, he became more squeamish again. When he felt tired and hurt, he lightly kicked his foot and acted coquettishly in a tone that he thought was very fierce, which made people angry, and did not dare to exert force because of his distress.

In the end, he was comforted by being served, but Xia Zhiye could only hold his hand to finish hastily, and was kicked by him, disliking it for too long.

Xia Zhiye gritted his teeth with hatred, and wanted to take him into his arms and teach him a lesson, but when he touched the thin body like a piece of paper, he could only sigh in a low voice: "How can I be so thin. When my grandma found out later, She can beat you up in anger."

Song Yan closed his eyes and did not speak.

Xia Zhiye said helplessly, "I have to eat."

Song Yan still closed his eyes and did not speak.

Xia Zhiye could only say fiercely: "If you are not in good health in the future and can't accompany me to live to ninety-nine, I will find other old men and be mad at you."

"you dare!"

Song Yan said and kicked him with a kick.

Xia Zhiye grabbed his ankle without giving in: "So do you want to eat well in the future?"

Song Yan earned it, but he didn't break free, so he could only be angry: "If you want to wait for me to die and find another old man, just dream it, you live ninety-nine, I will at least live to one hundred and one, you will live in your life. Don't even try to find other old men, if you find me, I will beat you to death."

"It's fine, don't look for it." Xia Zhiye smiled and hugged Song Yan back into his arms, "But you also have to have the ability to live to one hundred and one hundred. With your small body, who are you afraid of? You can’t beat him to death. So eating well and sleeping well every day is the most important thing.”

"Get up, don't treat me like a child."

Song Yan said this, but his body was very honest, "It's not that I don't want to eat, I don't want to sleep, I'm..."

Song Yan was halfway through, realizing that he had missed the point, stopped abruptly, and closed his lips.

Xia Zhiye asked in a low voice, "What is it?"

Song Yan opened her lips slightly and murmured for a while, and finally lowered her eyelids and said in a low voice, "I miss you so much."

Xia Zhiye held his hand slightly stiff.

Song Yan lowered her eyelashes, and said calmly and slowly, "When eating, you will think about what Xia Zhiye is doing, whether you have dinner, who you are eating with, and whether a beautiful girl will come over to share a table with you and give it to you. Deliver milk tea and order takeaway."

"When I go to sleep, I think, what is Xia Zhiye doing? Have you slept, have you dreamed of me, will you forget what I look like because you haven't seen me for too long, and will never see me again? already."

"When I saw other young couples in the school holding hands secretly, pressing the road, and passing notes, I would think if I was still in No. 3 middle school, would we be like other couples, strolling in the woods, secretly kissing, and fighting guerrilla warfare with Liu Deqing. "

"So as long as my mind is free, I will miss you, whether you are still here, whether you like me or not, and a whole year, whether we can survive it."

"If you can't make it through and you give up, what should I do?"

"Every time I think about this, I feel like I'm back in those days when I was locked in a dark room, with no light and no hope, and then suddenly I understand my mother's thoughts of suicide at that time. But I didn't want that, so I can’t let myself be idle, so I don’t dare to sleep, I don’t dare to eat, I can only keep studying and studying, as if this is the only thing I can control.”

"So I was very happy when you came today."

Because he could finally be sure that Xia Zhiye was still there.

His hope and redemption are still there.

Mingming Song Yan's tone was extremely calm and cold, but Xia Zhiye's heart still throbbed.

He hugged Song Yan and whispered, "Song Yan, do you know what I was thinking when I stood on the green train for a day and a night?"

Song Yan raised his eyes.

Xia Zhiye looked into his eyes and said slowly: "I was thinking, the scenery outside the window is so beautiful, and after our college entrance examination, I will definitely drive you to see it. So I didn't feel hard or tired at all. , just thinking it would be nice if you were here."

"I can tell you when you are here, Song Yan, look at how cute there is a puppy on the ridge over there. Do we want to have a good-tempered puppy and a bad-tempered kitten in the future? You are responsible for shoveling shit, you are responsible for licking, and the house must be very lively."

"When I was thinking about it, the person next to me asked me why I was giggling all the time, and I said I was thinking about my lover, he would definitely fight that bad-tempered kitten, and he would look cute by then. And I When he smiles, he will lose his temper with red ears, which is more cute."

"I've been thinking about it all the way. When I see you, I'll be even more sure. I want to raise a golden retriever and a beautiful little puppet, so that the boss is like me, and the second is like you. It's great."

"So Song Yan, don't think about the future without me, because the future I think about has you."

Song Yan thought, at that time Xia Zhiye was clearly talking about the most beautiful things in the gentlest tone, but why would he be crying uncontrollably.

Maybe I think I'm too lucky.

Because even though he had some unpleasant experiences, God still gave him a Xia Zhiye and taught him the right way to love.

So that at that moment, he suddenly felt as if there was no pain, despair, helplessness and suffering, and he kicked Xia Zhiye lazily: "I'm hungry, order takeout, and sleep after eating."

Xia Zhiye chuckled lightly: "Okay."

The torrential rain outside the window did not know when it stopped.

Song Yan had a dream in Xia Zhiye's arms.

In the dream, he and Xia Zhiye raised a dog and a cat, with gray hair, and they still couldn't stop giggling.