Brother Xia's favorite

Song Chen dragged Feng Yuanyuan and the two out of the cafeteria, and then found a place to catch their breath.Feng Yuanyuan patted his chest with fear on his face: "It's a good thing that we both escaped quickly, and we will be surrounded by Wu Xingye's people. We will definitely not be able to please."

Song Chen kept his face sullen and didn't say anything, and broke off his fingers with an unusually solemn expression.Feng Yuanyuan suddenly reacted, coughed a few times quickly, and comforted Song Chen with kind words: "Don't listen to the nonsense of Peng, he is just jealous that you are popular with girls in our courtyard and stole his limelight. This kind of person speaks very badly, and it's not worth your anger for him."

Song Chen didn't hear Feng Yuanyuan's broken thoughts at all, the small calculations in Song Chen's heart were clattering, and after a while, Feng Yuanyuan heard Song Chen slap his hand in frustration, and gritted his teeth in resentment. Sentence: "If news of today's news gets out, my poverty subsidy next semester will probably be suspended! Anyway, there are 2500 a year, and this debt must be recovered from Wu Xingye!"

Feng Yuanyuan covered his head with a headache, Song Chen's old problem was repeated, whoever dared to take some money out of Song Chen's hand, Song Chen could make him go back ten times.

Feng Yuanyuan discussed with Song Chen bitterly: "Can we not provoke Wu Xingye?"

Song Chen folded his arms and looked sharply: "I won't provoke him if I can apply for the poverty subsidy. If I can't apply, he will wait for me."

Full of melancholy, Feng Yuanyuan left Song Chen and slipped away alone.

Song Chen was too lazy to chase Feng Yuanyuan, put his hands in his pockets and leisurely shook his way to the dormitory.Just a few steps away, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, Song Chen's whole body trembled, he took out the phone like lightning, and it turned on, and a text message jumped on the screen of the phone impressively.

Song Chen laughed while thinking about it, turned his head to look left and right, then quickly trot to the bench beside the roadside flower table and sat down, clicked on the only contact in the phone, and dialed it happily.

Xia Yifeng's voice was still a little hoarse, obviously he looked like he had just woken up, Song Chen heard Xia Yifeng call himself Song Chenchen in a daze, and asked Xia Yifeng happily: "Brother, are you awake?" What did you mail me?"

Xia Yifeng smiled lightly: "Didn't Dad say that you don't want to buy clothes for yourself? I bought them for you. You pay attention to receiving the package. If it doesn't fit, you can tell me."

"Hey, don't buy it bro." Song Chen was happy and distressed about the money. After thinking about it, he decided to make it clear to Xia Yifeng, "What am I doing with such good clothes? Just the phone you bought for me. The poverty subsidy for me will be ruined. If I want to wear it again, I will definitely not be able to apply for it. Brother, don’t spend money on me, you can keep it for yourself.”

Xia Yifeng groaned, and woke up more than half of the sleepiness: "Song Chenchen, you are so kind, our family is doing well, what kind of poverty subsidy do you get, people don't know what to say about you if they know about it."

"What can you say about me?" Song Chen was very disapproving, "Isn't it just that I'm poor, I'm really poor brother, our family is in a hurry to spend money."

Xia Yifeng sighed: "What's your money every day, Song Chenchen, I told you to study hard and didn't make you spend all day looking into money. Is there anything wrong with you? Tell me, I'll buy it for you." , There is nothing to hope for from the little thing you picked."

"I don't need anything, brother." Song Chen immediately denied, "I don't need anything, don't buy it, really. Brother, I just want to get the money for my uncle's kidney replacement quickly. When we save enough, you Come back, okay?"

Song Chen's tone became nasal as he spoke, and his voice became lower and lower, pressing heavily on Xia Yifeng's heart: "Brother, I miss you, I miss you so much."

Xia Yifeng let out a muffled hum, and heard Song Chen still babbling over there: "I think you're going to die brother, it's good to let me take a look when you come back. I can dream of you in my dreams at night, I put the music box beside my bed, and I can’t fall asleep if I don’t listen to it a few times. Brother, you are really too ruthless.”

Xia Yifeng snorted, and asked Song Chen in surprise, "What have you learned in the past three years? Before, you couldn't fart with a stick, why are you so glib now?"

Song Chen stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, wondering if life forced him to make some money and it would be easy for me.

Song Chen explained to Xia Yifeng very sincerely: "Brother, really, I didn't tell a single lie. If you don't believe me, you can come back and take a look. Look at how thin I am now. It's all because of you." Song Chen While talking, he secretly pinched the muscles on his lower abdomen. Song Chen persisted in exercising very well. Whether he was thin or thin, he was the essence. The contrast between his undressed body and that delicate face would be sharp. It can make the single dogs in the dormitory envious.

"Brother, I'm almost sick from worry." Song Chen made up his mind with peace of mind, and he worked hard to abduct Xia Yifeng to come back to have a look, "If you don't feel bad, you can continue to stay outside."

"Ouch!" Xia Yifeng woke up from a doze, sat up from the carriage and beat his legs, "Lang, keep going, Song Chenchen, I have to go to the factory to see the goods, so I won't break up with you."

"Brother!" Song Chen yelled, "When will you come back!"

Xia Yifeng quickly put the phone away, and rubbed his ears with a headache: "Hey, what are you shouting, I want to deliver the goods and pass by your place, can I come and see you? You are going to die if you study at ease, Song Chenchen ?”

"I'm going to die!" Song Chen wanted to roll over, "I'm really going to die, bro! You've kept me waiting for three years and you want to boil me to death!"

Xia Yifeng, who couldn't resist Song's acting like a baby, simply hung up the phone with a snap.Xia Yifeng rubbed his chest, thinking with lingering fear that this brat's skill has improved, he almost couldn't bear it and agreed.

Xia Yifeng sighed leisurely, took out a cigarette and stuffed one into his mouth, Xia Yifeng couldn't help laughing out loud thinking about Song Chen's words.It turned out that Song Chensheng was like that, hoping to save enough money to wait for him to go back.Xia Yifeng counted with his fingers, two or three years at most would be enough, and maybe he could catch up with Song Chen's graduation.By that time, Xia Yifeng's mission will be considered over.

Song Chen looked at the phone that Xia Yifeng hung up and muttered dissatisfiedly, but being able to hear Xia Yifeng's voice occasionally made Song Chen ecstatic.Song Chen was in a good mood humming an incoherent tune and walked towards the dormitory, even the worry about not being able to apply for the poverty subsidy was temporarily put aside.

When Xia Yifeng's package arrived at the school, Song Chen couldn't help but sighed as he looked at the clothes wrapped in woven bags like a hill, while calculating how much the package would cost Qian, while happily dragging the package back to the dormitory.Feng Yuanyuan was shocked, he stared at the sack of clothes in all seasons and asked Song Chen: "Did your brother dry his hair outside?"

"What are you posting?" Song Chen waved his hands, and casually picked out a pair of pants and put them on, "Isn't he just despising me for being shabby, hehe, it's my brother who loves me."

As a result, the trousers were obviously a bit shorter as soon as the upper body was worn. Song Chen turned over a long-sleeved jacket and compared it, the cuffs were also a little shorter.Feng Yuanyuan felt sorry for Song Chen: "Your brother didn't ask you the size when he bought clothes for you? Why don't you sell them instead? The postage for this package will cost a lot."

"Not for sale!" Song Chen rolled up the trouser legs, folded up the cuffs, and turned around in front of Feng Yuanyuan, "Look, doesn't it fit well?"

Feng Yuanyuan stretched his neck for a look, and felt that Song Chen looked pretty dressed like this.