Brother Xia's favorite

Xia Yifeng's winter vacation homework was almost all done by Song Chen. Song Chen was usually very well-behaved, but when it came to doing homework, he was as serious as the dean, and he had to force Xia Yifeng to do it by himself. He fully implemented Xia Jianguo's requirements for himself.

As soon as Xia Jianguo was on vacation, he gave a serious confession to Song Chen: "Chenchen, your brother's homework depends on you. If he doesn't do well, you can tell me."

Song Chen nodded with a stern face: "I know Uncle Xia."

What Xia Yifeng did was howling like ghosts and howling wolves. After exhausting most of his brain cells, he finally managed to complete the mess. He hugged Song Chen sadly and made a fuss: "Are you still my real brother, Chenchen!"

Song Chen took a pencil to mark Xia Yifeng's mistakes in his homework, and then seriously corrected Xia Yifeng: "I'm really not your real brother."

"Tsk." Xia Yifeng sighed, and was looking for a reason to go out to catch his breath, when the phone in the living room rang, Xia Yifeng was overjoyed, left Song Chen and ran to answer the phone in a hurry, "Chenchen, I'll go Look who is calling!"

Song Chen put down his pen, glanced at Xia Yifeng's back as he galloped away, and smiled slightly.Xia Yifeng's grades are not good, and if he keeps messing around like this, he won't be able to pass the high school entrance examination. Song Chen doesn't want Xia Yifeng's future to stop here.

Xia Yifeng picked up the phone and gave a hello, but the other end was silent and did not speak.Xia Yifeng became a little impatient, and shouted loudly: "Who! Talk! Let alone hang up!"

Only then did Yang Liu's voice finally come out of the microphone: "Don't hang up, it's me."

Xia Yifeng fell silent for a moment.Since Xia Yifeng rejected Yang Liu before the holiday, Yang Liu really never said a word to Xia Yifeng.Xia Yifeng didn't take the initiative to look for Yang Liu either, and once he took out some things to see clearly, he couldn't go back.Xia Yifeng held back for a while, then coughed lightly to hide the indescribable embarrassment in his heart, and then pretended to be nonchalant and asked Yang Liu: "What's the matter? What's the matter, Hero Yang?"

"Xia Yifeng." Yang Liu's voice was so soft that Xia Yifeng had to hold his breath to hear clearly, "Come out and spend a day with me tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Xia Yifeng scratched his face, looked at Song Chen who was standing at the door of the bedroom quietly looking at him and thought for a while, "Wait, let me ask first." Xia Yifeng put the microphone aside Mouthing to Song Chen, "Can you stay at home tomorrow?"

Song Chen pursed his lips and nodded, and also mouthed a good word.

"Okay, Hero Yang." Xia Yifeng put the microphone to his ear again, "What time is it? Where are you waiting?"

Song Chen turned and went back to the room, stood in front of the desk and slowly glanced at the calendar on the table, the February 2th on the calendar looked a bit dazzling, Song Chen knew that it was Valentine's Day in the West.Song Chen lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly. Xia Yifeng probably didn't notice it at all. Tomorrow's Yang Liu will definitely confess his love to Xia Yifeng again by surprise. How long can Xia Yifeng hold on.

When Xia Yifeng saw Yang Liu uncharacteristically put on a cashmere coat and a short skirt, standing in the middle of the crowd with his little leather boots and a rose in his hands, Xia Yifeng's eyes flashed with amazement.Yang Liu in the crowd is very beautiful and conspicuous, and there are even naughty teenagers around Yang Liu making fun of her.Xia Yifeng put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked over imposingly and glared at the young man fiercely. The young man was still a little unwilling, until Yang Liu sweetly called you, and finally walked away resentfully. .

Xia Yifeng looked at Yang Liu and laughed straight: "It's pretty, Hero Yang, what do you mean by holding flowers?"

Yang Liu raised the corners of her lips and stuffed the flower into Xia Yifeng's hand: "To you, Xia Yifeng, today is Valentine's Day, you fool."

Xia Yifeng's ears were a little hot, and he grinned at Yang Liu embarrassingly: "What festival, I haven't passed it. You should take this flower, it's so eye-catching for me to hold it."

Yang Liu tilted his head and looked at Xia Yifeng with piercing eyes: "Then count it as a gift from you, okay?"

"Whatever you want." Xia Yifeng waved his hand indifferently, "It doesn't matter who you send it to. Hero Yang, did you call me out to give me flowers?"

Yang Liu put the flowers upright in front of him, looked at Xia Yifeng seriously with a solemn face and said softly, "Xia Yifeng, I really like you, let's try it." Hong, with a hint of sobs in his voice, "Can you do it, Xia Yifeng, why can't you agree to me?"

Xia Yifeng was silent, and Xia Yifeng couldn't think of a reason to refuse, Yang Liu was enthusiastic and beautiful, and he could talk to him, so what was the reason why he couldn't try it.Seeing Yang Liu's teary eyes, Xia Yifeng's heart softened, and he finally nodded: "Okay, just give it a try, Mr. Yang, don't blame me if you don't suit me in the future."

Yang Liu's eyes lit up, Yang Liu threw the bouquet into the air, laughed happily and threw herself into Xia Yifeng's arms, before Xia Yifeng had time to react, Yang Liu had already stood on tiptoe and touched Xia Yifeng's lips Like a dragonfly touching water, a light kiss fell down.The girl's fragrance got into Xia Yifeng's nose with the wind, Xia Yifeng was a little addicted for a while, Xia Yifeng thought silently in his heart, maybe this is not bad.

Song Chen sat upright in front of Xia Yifeng's small desk, but his eyes did not fall on the book spread out in front of him.The yellow leaves outside the window drifted down with the cold wind, Song Chen's heart sank to the bottom, Xia Yifeng would agree, Song Chen thought firmly.

When Xia Yifeng lay on the bed and watched his eyes flicker, Song Chen knew he had guessed right.Song Chen didn't say anything, but crawled to Xia Yifeng's side and lay down slowly next to Xia Yifeng, staring at the dim yellow lampshade above his head expressionlessly.Xia Yifeng was inexplicably guilty, tugged his trouser legs uneasily, turned his head to look at Song Chen and said honestly: "Chenchen, I promised her."

Song Chen just hummed lightly, neither sad nor happy on his face, he didn't seem to care at all.

Xia Yifeng suddenly reacted in his heart, and inexplicably pushed Song Chen with some anger: "Song Chenchen, did you hear what I said?"

Song Chen turned his face around: "I heard that, congratulations brother."

Xia Yifeng didn't know what to say.After a long time, Song Chen heard Xia Yifeng muttering beside him: "Song Chenchen, I'm just trying with her, I won't ignore you because of her."

Song Chen didn't continue Xia Yifeng's words, Song Chen just turned his body to the other side and replied softly: "Understood brother, go to sleep."

Xia Yifeng felt lost, he didn't understand how Song Chen, who once didn't even allow Yang Liu to touch the back seat of a bicycle, had become so sensible now, so sensible that Xia Yifeng was afraid.Xia Yifeng stretched out his arms and took Song Chen into his arms. It wasn't until Song Chen's body temperature warmed his chest that Xia Yifeng felt that the uneasiness in his heart slowly dissipated temporarily.