Brother Xia's favorite

Xia Yifeng carefully put the photo of himself and Song Chen in his wallet, and rubbed it repeatedly with his hands many times.When Song Chen took his clothes and went out to take a shower, Xia Yifeng simply packed up a few summer clothes and put them in his backpack, and quietly hid them in the depths of the closet.

Yang Shuzhen and Xia Jianguo were still sitting side by side on the sofa in the living room watching TV, Xia Yifeng walked out of the room, looked at Xia Jianguo's much thinner body and said softly: "Dad, don't forget to do dialysis, don't be reluctant Money, your life is more important than money."

Xia Jianguo turned his head inexplicably: "Why did you say this suddenly?"

"I think I've grown up!" Yang Shuzhen smiled and said, "I'll be able to make money soon! I'm starting to take care of my father, Xia Yifeng, you're doing well."

Xia Yifeng grinned and laughed: "Mom, don't be so old-fashioned with my dad, look at your bad temper, you are as stubborn as a donkey."

Yang Shuzhen stood up abruptly, picked up the slipper on the ground and threw it on Xia Yifeng's head: "You son of a bitch, who do you call a donkey? Who is a donkey? Xia Yifeng? What's the matter? After graduation, you're liberated and you're going to heaven Ah Xia Yifeng? You see your grades came out, did your dad beat you up! It's so frustrating!"

Xia Yifeng hurriedly hid back to the door of the house, leaned on the door and looked outside furiously: "Comrade Yang Shuzhen! Pay attention to your attitude! Your son will soon be a pillar! Can you be more polite to your pillar? Son?"

"Hey, come here, come here!" Yang Shuzhen waved at Xia Yifeng, "If you have the ability, you stand here and let me figure out how to be more polite to you."

Xia Yifeng slid back into the room and closed the door with a bang.

"What's wrong!" Yang Shuzhen scolded with a smile, "You're still a pillar, isn't your hair all grown?"

"Okay." Xia Jianguo also smiled, "Xia Yifeng is quite old, can you stop scolding him like that?"

Unconvinced, Yang Shuzhen pushed Xia Jianguo: "I love your son, Xia Jianguo? Why don't you feel sorry for me? Sit over for me, and don't steal my seat."

Song Chen brushed his hair and went back to the house. The conversation between Xia Jianguo and Yang Shuzhen made Song Chen feel at ease and at ease.Xia Yifeng was lying on the small desk, holding a pen and buried his head, not knowing what he was scribbling. Song Chen leaned over and saw that Xia Yifeng had drawn four villains on the paper, each of which was indescribably taller than the other. Xia Yifeng painted quite vigorously, and specially noted the word Song Chenchen on a head whose eyes accounted for at least half of it.

Song Chen peeked at it speechlessly for a while, until Xia Yifeng put down his pen in satisfaction, and then asked leisurely, "Brother, what are you doing? Who are you scaring by drawing this in the middle of the night?"

Xia Yifeng was enjoying himself while pinching Song Chen's face and tugging back and forth: "Oh, Song Chenchen! Your mouth is really getting better at talking now! Have you locked the door yet?"

"No." Song Chen looked at Xia Yifeng suspiciously, "What are you doing locking the door?"

Xia Yifeng slapped Song Chen on the back, and blinked furtively at Song Chen: "Go and lock it up! Lock it up and let's do some serious business!"

The serious things that Xia Yifeng said must not be serious.Song Chen blushed inexplicably, pursed his lips and glared at Xia Yifeng, followed Xia Yifeng's will and tiptoed to the door, and gently pushed the latch in.As soon as Song Chen closed the door, Xia Yifeng immediately stood up, walked behind Song Chen and hugged Song Chen tightly into his arms, buried his head in Song Chen's hair and took a deep breath.

Xia Yifeng's voice was a little hoarse, and he whispered softly in Song Chen's ear: "Song Chenchen, I want to hug you, let me hug you."

Song Chen's heart was beating very fast, Xia Yifeng and Song Chen hadn't been intimate for a long time.Song Chen blushed and hugged Xia Yifeng's waist with his backhand, and responded to Xia Yifeng with some embarrassment and anticipation: "You can hug you if you want, you can hug whatever you want."

Xia Yifeng broke Song Chen's face and asked, "How do you want me to hug you?"

Song Chen's ears were red, and his voice was as low as a mosquito's: "Don't ask me... I'll listen to your brother... Ugh!"

Xia Yifeng eagerly and greedily bit Song Chen's lips, sticking out the tip of his tongue to explore carefully from the outside to the inside, mercilessly attacking the city and land in Song Chen's mouth, making Song Chen gasping for breath.Song Chen lowered his eyes, and hugged Xia Yifeng's shoulders tightly. The two fiery and tacit bodies fit together perfectly, as if they were born this way.

Xia Yifeng backed away reluctantly, bent down and hugged Song Chen, gently put Song Chen on the bed with a solemn and serious expression, lowered his head and stared into Song Chen's eyes.Song Chen swallowed nervously, grabbed the bed sheet and stared at Xia Yifeng without blinking.Xia Yifeng leaned down and whispered into Song Chen's ear: "Song Chenchen, I love you too."

Song Chen's eye circles turned red instantly, and he raised his hand to cover his face and trembled slightly.Xia Yifeng's words fell heavily on Song Chen's heart, this was the only time in so many years.Song Chen knew the weight of these simple seven words, it was Xia Yifeng's affirmation and recognition of the relationship between the two, pouring out with Xia Yifeng's full affection.

That night Xia Yifeng was both gentle and warm, Xia Yifeng's fingertips slowly groped along Song Chen's body bit by bit, never letting go of any corner.Xia Yifeng wanted to integrate this body into his memory forever, so that in the long night in the future, he could fall asleep lightly by relying on the past.Xia Yifeng fondled Song Chen's misty eyes, flushed cheeks and the white teeth exposed in his slightly parted lips for a long time. Song Chen's low moans and rapid panting burned Xia Yifeng His lower abdomen also burned Xia Yifeng's heart, it was so hot and painful.

Xia Yifeng almost tossed Song Chen into a coma. When Song Chen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Xia Yifeng lay on his side, propping his face with his hands and staring at Song Chen's face deeply and sadly.Song Chen in his sleep could vaguely feel Xia Yifeng's heavy and fiery kisses on his face and body one after another. Song Chen curled the corners of his lips happily, but he didn't know that when he woke up, it would be parting. .

Xia Yifeng left in the early morning, the train ticket was hidden in the wallet, and the wallet was hidden in the backpack deep in the closet.Xia Yifeng, who hadn't slept all night, quietly put his luggage on his back, and neatly arranged the letters and bank cards in the drawer on the small desk where they always sat side by side.Xia Yifeng reluctantly placed a last kiss on Song Chen's lips, then quietly opened the door and walked out.The family portrait on the table in the living room was also put into a backpack by Xia Yifeng. With nostalgia and responsibility, Xia Yifeng completely disappeared from Song Chen's side.