The sick young master went to dance again

As soon as Han Ye came back, he hid in the room and started cheating with his friends.

Song Yuxing hurriedly took a shower and changed into loose home clothes.

The young man's foggy blue short hair was still wet, and the tip of his hair was dripping with water. Although he had washed it twice, there seemed to be a vague smell of alcohol in the light fragrance of the shampoo.

Probably a psychological effect.

He couldn't help cursing a few more words in his heart.

Grass, that dog with no eyes.

Song Yunxiu opened the combination lock of the apartment and came in, holding a bag from a well-known restaurant in his hand. He had just put the bag on the dining table when he saw his brother come out of the room.

"elder brother."

Song Yunxiu was a little surprised, "When did you dye your hair?"

"Two days ago, how did it look good?"

"Of course it's nice."

Song Yunxiu walked up to his younger brother and looked him up and down. The short foggy blue hair made Song Yuxing's skin fairer, but it was a kind of morbid paleness, and there was no blood except for the lips.

So the scratch on the corner of the mouth is also very obvious.

He frowned slightly, "Why is the corner of your mouth hurt?"

"It's okay, I just knocked it accidentally." Song Yuxing smiled indifferently, and immediately walked to the dining table, changing the subject, "Brother, what delicious food did you bring me, I just happened to be hungry."

"That chain restaurant you love to eat at."

Song Yunxiu pulled out a chair and sat down next to Song Yuxing, raised his hand to touch his half-dry short hair, his handsome brows and eyes showed his distress and love for his younger brother, as well as the self-blame and guilt hidden deep in his eyes.

"Why are you still so thin, and there is no blood on your face."

"Did you eat well recently? Do you still have stomach problems? And do your legs hurt recently? I asked someone to find a reliable physical therapist, and I will have him come over to you in two days..."

"Brother, I'm really fine." Song Yuxing interrupted his brother's words abruptly, "Don't worry about it, I'm not that delicate and expensive, I've come here like this before, I'm not fine."

Song Yunxiu's eyes were complicated, and the distress and guilt in his eyes were almost overflowing. His lips were murmured, and his voice was a little hoarse, "How can it be compared with before? You have finally returned home. Brother will naturally give the best to you. you."

Song Yuxing smiled, "I know."

"Brother, it's not your fault. I never blamed you, so don't blame yourself anymore, really."

In the summer 15 years ago, something happened that Song Yunxiu couldn't let go of in his life. From then on, he thought that he would live in self-blame and guilt day and night.

Song Yunxiu was ten years old that year, and his younger brother was only four years old. That day he took his younger brother to the street to play, and was attracted by the toy stall on the side of the road, but in a blink of an eye, his younger brother disappeared.

This search lasted for 15 years. Song Yuxing was abducted by human traffickers and was not found until half a year ago.

How much suffering, heartache and tears have been experienced in the past 15 years, only the person concerned knows it in his heart, and it cannot be explained in a few words.

And the suffering that the little Songyu star has suffered in the past 15 years...

Even if Song Yuxing didn't want to say it, Song Yunxiu could guess it.

His little boy has been in poor health since he was a child, and he often falls ill. Both he and his parents are willing to pamper and pamper him.

The young master who was supposed to grow up carefree under the meticulous care of his family, well-clothed, pampered, and carefree, but his life was changed because of an accident.

Song Yunxiu still remembered the scene of finding Song Yuxing half a year ago.

It was in a small supermarket. A thin boy was wearing washed-white jeans and a T-shirt. He was carrying two bags of rice on his thin shoulders. His right leg was seriously injured and he was almost limping when he walked. .

The burden of life almost bent his waist.

Even if the person has been found now, the damn human traffickers and those who hurt Song Yuxing have been punished by law. Song Yuxing is also very sensible, and has never complained, let alone Song Yunxiu.

But Song Yunxiu couldn't forgive himself. If it wasn't because of his negligence back then, why would his younger brother be abducted by human traffickers, and why their little boy suffered so much.

He can only try to make up for it, wishing to give his brother the best things in the world.

The two brothers did not mention what happened just now, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was quite warm. Even though they were separated by 15 years, their blood-thicker-than-water relationship would not be blocked.

Song Yunxiu put the vegetables into his younger brother's lunch box, and asked with a smile, "How are you adapting to the new school? Have you made any new friends?"

Song Yuxing was indeed hungry, especially after he had a fight with someone just now, he buried his head in his meal, and said vaguely: "It's okay, the students in the class are very enthusiastic."

Especially the female students, his wechat was almost exploded.

Too bad he's gay.

Song Yunxiu: "That's good, get along well with your classmates, by the way, where's Han Ye?"

Song Yuxing: "I'm playing games in my room."

What else did Song Yunxiu want to ask, but the phone next to him turned on again, and it was a call from Lu Si's number, and it was also a staff member of the bar, "Well, Mr. Song, your friend is crying and wanting to jump into the river to commit suicide... ..."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Song Yunxiu hung up the phone impatiently.

What the hell is Lu Si doing!

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