Brother Xia's favorite

Xia Yifeng took advantage of the gap before the start of the train to call Song Chen, and the call got through, but there was no sound for a while.Xia Yifeng frowned and called again: "Song Chenchen? Why didn't you speak?"

After a while, a strange male voice came from the other end: "Is it Song Chen's brother? Song Chen is inconvenient to answer the phone right now."

Xia Yifeng's face darkened, Xia Yifeng took down the phone to look at it, and then asked the other party vigilantly: "Who are you? Why are you answering the phone for my brother?"

Wu Xingye did not answer Xia Yifeng's first question. Wu Xingye turned his head and glanced at Song Chen who was still restless in his sleep. He lowered his volume and answered Xia Yifeng as a matter of course: "Song Chen fell asleep, you Call back later."

After Wu Xingye finished speaking, he hung up the phone neatly, leaving behind Xia Yifeng's doubts and anxiety as he clenched the phone tightly.With Song Chen's personality, he would definitely keep the mobile phone he gave him safe. How did this man get Song Chen's mobile phone?How could Song Chen fall asleep next to other people?The more Xia Yifeng thought about it, the more he frowned. When the boss called to urge Xia Yifeng to start the car, Xia Yifeng asked for a leave of absence in advance with serious eyes: "Brother Ma, I want to go home for two days after this trip."

Brother Ma's tone was not too happy: "Why do you want to ask for leave all of a sudden? There are still two big orders in January. It's hard to find a driver now. Don't delay me."

"There's no delay." Xia Yifeng promised, "It's only two days, and I'll go back while the factory is stocking up."

"Okay." Brother Ma reluctantly agreed, "Don't come back late. There is still a bus for the Spring Festival, so help me go."

Xia Yifeng agreed. Although the income of helping others is not low, only those who have done it know the hard work, especially Xia Yifeng, a foreigner who has nothing to do with no background and is in urgent need of money.

Wu Xingye also slowly recalled that the person who called was Song Chen's brother, so what Song Chen said when he was drunk was aimed at himself, or at the person on the other end of the phone?Wu Xingye was a little uncertain, who did Song Chen say, bro, I like you?

When Song Chenyouyou woke up, Wu Xingye was already stepping on the gas pedal all the way to the high speed.Song Chen rubbed his eyes and got confused for a while, then suddenly groped up and down nervously, and asked Wu Xingye while searching: "Brother Xingye! Did you see my phone?"

Wu Xingye's expression was not very good, he pursed his lips and did not speak.

Song Chen panicked, with his hands on the car door, there was a tendency to open the door and rush out of the car if he couldn't find it: "Oops, Brother Xingye! Did I drop my phone in the hospital? Oh no, you threw me at the intersection ahead." Put it down! I have to go back and find my phone!"

"Go down if you don't want to be ordered." Wu Xingye slammed the gas pedal even further, "What's in your phone that makes you so nervous? At worst, I'll buy you a new one."

Song Chen's ten fingers were tightly pulled together, Wu Xingye slightly turned his head to look at Song Chen, Song Chen's eyes were already red with panic.

"My brother bought it for me." Song Chen murmured in a trembling voice, "My brother bought it for me, I can't lose what my brother gave me, brother Xingye, you put my Let it go."

Wu Xingye slammed the steering wheel and pulled the car to the side of the road, then slammed on the brakes to stop the car.Even though Song Chen was wearing a seat belt, his body rushed forward at a high speed according to the inertia, and was dragged by the seat belt and bounced back to the back of the chair.

Song Chen stretched out his hand with a pale face, trying to untie his seat belt, Wu Xingye undid his own first, grabbed Song Chen's arm sideways, pressed Song Chen's shoulders, and pressed Song Chen on the seat.

Song Chen's eyes widened with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother Xingye? What's wrong? Let go, I'm going to get out of the car."

"Song Chen." Wu Xingye's expression was gloomy, "Who is the person you like?"

Song Chen didn't understand what Wu Xingye's intention was for suddenly mentioning this when he was so anxious, and he didn't understand where the anger in Wu Xingye's eyes came from. Song Chen opened his mouth in surprise, and answered Wu Xingye blankly. : "Don't you know everything? What are you asking me for? Brother Xingye, can you stop making trouble, I really have to go back, I can't lose my phone."

Wu Xingye took out the mobile phone from his pocket and shook it in front of Song Chen's eyes: "Is this what you're looking for?"

Song Chen stretched out his hand in surprise and joy: "You put it away for me, Brother Xingye? Thank you... ah!"

Wu Xingye suddenly raised his hand, and flung out the mobile phone held between his fingers. The mobile phone drew a beautiful parabola in the air, then fell into the jungle beside the highway, and quickly disappeared.

Wu Xingye glanced out the window lightly and said to Song Chen who lost his soul: "Isn't it just a mobile phone, I can buy you ten of them. Stop making trouble, fasten your seat belt, I'm going to drive ...Song Chen! Song Chen, come back to me!"

Song Chen pushed Wu Xingye back like crazy, opened the car door and jumped over the guardrail on the side of the road. search up.The sky had already darkened, and Song Chen could hardly see the situation in the bushes clearly with his eyes. He could only touch the ground with his fingertips bit by bit, and would be drawn on the back of his hand by low branches from time to time. A shallow wound.Song Chen didn't care, Song Chen's thoughts were all on the phone hidden in the bushes, it was Xia Yifeng's birthday gift to Song Chen, Song Chen saved every call record and every text message with Xia Yifeng After getting down, in every sleepless night, those traces of contact with Xia Yifeng will make Song Chen slowly settle down, and fall asleep lightly with thoughts of Xia Yifeng.

Standing on the side of the road, Wu Xingye watched Song Chen repeatedly wandering through the bushes with one foot deep and the other shallow, bending his waist and lowering his head to keep searching. The huge gap between the person in the palm and the sudden loss of control made Wu Xingye's chest heave and heave, and his breathing became more and more heavy.

Song Chen stopped suddenly, and stood up straight with something in his hand. Wu Xingye could see the light from the phone in Song Chen's palm reflected on Song Chen's surprised face, with a smile on the corner of Song Chen's mouth Gently, fingertips repeatedly rubbed the phone lightly, as if it was a treasure in the world.

Song Chen raised his head, looking at Wu Xingye on the side of the road with a calm expression.Song Chen didn't understand Wu Xingye's intention, but Song Chen felt that it was necessary to tell Wu Xingye that some people, some things, and some things were as important as his life to him, and no one should touch them easily.

Wu Xingye watched Song Chen's lips open and close, and then his heart sank to the bottom.

Song Chen's voice was very soft, but extremely firm. Song Chen told Wu Xingye clearly word by word: "Brother Xingye, didn't you just ask who I like? The person I like is Xia Yifeng , He is my brother, who is indispensable to me in this life. Unless I die, no one can touch what my brother gave me."