"Well, I miss you too."
Song Yan rested on Xia Zhiye's shoulder, and said these words in a flat tone.
If it wasn't for some kind of cool liquid soaking the cloth on Xia Zhiye's shoulders, he might really believe that Song Yan is such a cool brother who is so moody and angry.
It's a pity that someone cried before leaving, and cried when we met again, the character set of Ku Ge collapsed a long time ago.
Xia Zhiye rubbed Song Yan's soft hair, and his heart was also soft in a mess. Sure enough, the feeling of actually meeting and hugging is different.
Even if he can't stay with Song Yan for a long time, it will always be much better if he hugs him, makes him cry, and tells him that he is still there.
Xia Zhiye thought that this reunion after a long absence was destined to be gentle, but just when he was about to hug Song Yan a little tighter, he suddenly felt the person in his arms stop, and the next second his instep was trampled hard , and then the whole person was pushed away forcefully: "Xia Zhiye! You're getting more courageous, aren't you!"
Xia Zhiye: "?"
Song Yan let out a cold snort, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and you still dare to smoke? Are you capable?"
Xia Zhiye: "???"
He watched Song Yan suddenly change from coquettish and crying for a second to a cold killer face of "you are going to die today", and he was extremely wronged: "I don't smoke, how can I smoke?"
"You don't have such a strong smell of smoke coming from you? It stinks to death." Song Yan frowned, his face full of disgust.
Xia Zhiye lowered his head and sniffed: "Is there a smell of smoke? Why didn't I smell it?"
No one can wrong you.
In order to prove to him that he did not wrong him, Song Yan grabbed Xia Zhiye's collar and smelled it, and explained on the spot: "Obviously there is a strong smell of cigarettes, or the smell of low-quality cigarettes, besides the smell of smoke, there is also the smell of beer. Braised Beef Noodle Flavor, Pickled Pepper Chicken Feet Flavor, etc... ”
Song Yan realized something, and looked up at Xia Zhiye: "Did you go to the construction site to move bricks with migrant workers to earn travel expenses?"
"..."
It has to be said that Song Yan's logic is still so tight that no loopholes can be found, but it is far from the truth.
Xia Zhiye couldn't help but chuckled softly: "Which construction site dares to accept minors casually? It's probably because of the smell on the car."
The biggest material hardship I have experienced since I was a child was wanting to dry clean clothes but Song Yan, who had no money, didn’t realize it for a while, thinking that Xia Zhiye was talking about a taxi, and asked confidently: "A ghost? What kind of car can have such a strong smell?" ?”
Xia Zhiye said with a smile: "There is only time to grab the last few green leather trains."
"..."
Green train.
standing ticket.
Song Yan's questioning expression and the fingers holding Xia Zhiye's collar froze the moment he heard the answer.
He has never eaten pork, but he has seen pigs running.
It’s not that he has never seen what kind of environment the green leather train is like on TV, and the green leather train from Nanwu to Beijing will take nearly a day and a night, which means that Xia Zhiye stood alone in the crowded and dirty carriage for a whole day One day and one night, I just came to Beijing to see him through the wind and rain.
What an idiot.
Song Yan felt that he had made a very objective and rational evaluation.
But for some reason, the eye sockets became sore again, and the fingers holding the collar softened again, and then couldn't help but hugged Xia Zhiye again, and pressed his forehead against his shoulder again.
Xia Zhiye felt that the T-shirt fabric on his shoulder would not be able to dry.
What a cool brother, just a little crying bag.
I couldn't help but chuckled: "Don't you think it smells bad now?"
"It's okay, it doesn't smell that bad."
Song Yan buried himself on Xia Zhiye's shoulder, pretending to throw out a sentence casually, but couldn't help sniffling.
He used to think that he would always feel safe when he held Xia Zhiye because of the warm citrus scent that he was familiar with on Xia Zhiye.
But now holding this stinky Xia Zhiye who has been squeezed on the green leather train in the summer for a day and a night, and the nerves that have been tense for several months are still relaxed as if they have been relied on, he understands that it makes him feel What is stable is not the smell, but Xia Zhiye itself.
Even just such a simple hug after a long separation seems to be able to heal this long suffering in an instant.
Xia Zhiye is still there.
He will still run to him desperately.
As long as you know this, those anxious and negative brain factors that make doctors try to suppress them with drugs will be soothed obediently.
"But they won't let you in to accompany me, and I can't go out either."
In the ward management of the private hospital, family members must show their ID card and proof of relationship when they visit. Song Minghai specifically told him that Xia Zhiye must not go in to accompany him.
And he thought that with his current physical condition, although he felt that his illness would be healed when he saw Xia Zhiye, those doctors would definitely not think so, and they would definitely not discharge him from the hospital, or even walk out of this building. Nurses are required throughout the building.
So if nothing else happens, they can only meet briefly at the gate of this building, and after a hug, they will be separated politely and mercilessly by the management staff.
After driving for more than 20 hours, Xia Zhiye seemed to think it was worthwhile to meet each other for only 20 minutes. He rubbed Song Yan's head and said with a low laugh: "So hurry up and hug me tightly, or You are not afraid of being shy, if you want to kiss me, I don't mind."
"I mind."
Song was tired and threw out a sentence.
Xia Zhiye was not surprised at all, just as he was about to laugh at the fact that Brother Yan was really puzzled, Song Yan raised his head: "So let's elope."
Xia Zhiye: "?"
Song Yan: "You call a car first."
Before Xia Zhiye realized what Song Yan meant by this sentence, he saw Song Yan calmly and indifferently hooked his fingers at Song Lele who was poking his head in the corner.
Song Lele ran over in a hurry.
Song Yan lowered her head and took Xiaotiancai's phone and watch from him: "Lend this to my brother. If your mother wants to find us, just look at the location."
Song Lele didn't quite understand, but she nodded obediently.
Song Yan looked at him again: "Do you still have pocket money for this month?"
Song Lele nodded again: "Yes, I just went to see my grandma the day before yesterday, and she gave me five hundred."
"Well, borrow it from my brother."
"Oh."
Song Lele honestly took out five crumpled pink banknotes from his small bag and handed them to Song Yan.
Song Yan took it without shame, put it in Xia Zhiye's pocket, and then looked up at him: "Has the car called yet?"
Xia Zhiye seemed to have guessed what he wanted to do, with a smile under his eyes: "Well, we have already reached the gate of the hospital."
"Okay." Song Yan turned to look at Song Lele again, "Go and play with his little brother, the security guard, and when he finds out that his brother has run away, hug him and call mommy. Mommy is on the second floor. It will come down soon, and when you tell her that her brother and brother Xia have gone home for treatment, she will know. Do you understand?"
"I got it."
Although Song Lele didn't quite understand why his brother did this, she still firmly remembered his brother's arrangement and nodded emphatically.
Song Yan rubbed his head in satisfaction: "Go, this matter is done, and the math papers for the winter vacation will be cut in half."
Song Lele heard the words without saying a word, and immediately ran towards the security guard with her two calves in order.
Song Yan took Xia Zhiye's hand: "Are you ready?"
Xia Zhiye crossed his fingers with him: "Well, I'm ready."
"one."
"two."
"three."
"run!"
Song Yan didn't understand before, why in those TV dramas, whenever conflicts and emotional outbursts were encountered, it was always a summer rainstorm.
Until he took Xia Zhiye's hand, braved the wind and rain, stepped on the muddy puddles and the fallen osmanthus, and rushed towards the vehicle not far away that was about to take them to the land of freedom Only then did he understand that there are always certain weathers, certain seasons, certain atmospheres, and certain people that will make you want to break those peaceful and boring lives and do some dramatic things that have been fantasized for a long time.
It seems that only in this way can they prove that they are still living in a bright tone with all their strength, instead of being trapped in the shackles of those rigid rules to survive hopelessly and numbly.
This is also the reason why when I was young, I always did some childish and impulsive things, because only when I was young, I would be daring because I had nothing.
When the vehicle started, Song Yan looked at the security guard who was hugged by Song Lele's thigh and Tan Qing who hurried down to join the battle, and suddenly couldn't help laughing on Xia Zhiye's body: "Grass, Xia Zhiye, we ran away just now!" What an idiot."
Xia Zhiye said seriously: "To be honest, just now I had a feeling that I was the hero of an idol drama."
"Can you fucking stop being so dramatic."
Song Yan smiled and punched Xia Zhiye.
Xia Zhiye couldn't help laughing and said, "If I am an actor, how can I have your brother's actor? When he hugged the security guard and called 'Brother, run', I thought he was going to die."
"Well, you're right, so it won't make sense if you don't buy more Transformers for your brother-in-law later." Song Yan looked at the chicken feathers that were getting farther and farther behind the car, with a smile, as if he didn't realize it. What did I say.
Only Xia Zhiye was in a good mood when he heard the words "brother-in-law", hugged Song Yan, and said with a low laugh: "Well, okay, let's talk about it later, where are we going now."
"Go home to sleep."
"?"
Song Yan is so active today
Seeing Xia Zhiye's look of anticipation and surprise, Song Yan knew that he thought of some yellow trash again, and kicked with red ears: "Stop the shameless thoughts in your head immediately. We just go to sleep, simply sleep, I haven't slept well for several months, and I have to make up for it all today, so don't try to delay my sleep time."
Song Yan really thought so.
However, most of the time at this age it is difficult to control the development of the situation.
When the door was closed and Song Yan held Xia Zhiye in his arms and kissed him gently on the lips, it was hard for them to separate.
At first, there were no distracting thoughts, only the unspeakable sadness, despair, and hatred buried in my heart during the parting days, and the expressions of longing and love that were too strong to be expressed in words.
Song Yan thought that Xia Zhiye could restrain himself, otherwise how could he just smile so softly when he saw him, but when he felt Xia Zhiye's out-of-control offensive that almost tore him into his belly, he realized that Xia Zhiye The backlog of pain and longing is no less than him.
It's just that Xia Zhiye is the one who is relied on in this relationship, so he has to show a more gentle and strong appearance in front of him.
The strong repressed longing and love these days have broken through Song Yan's rationality, he hugged Xia Zhiye's waist tightly, closed his eyes, and let his senses follow his instinct.
He thought they could just let things go like this until they both had real catharsis and satisfaction.
However, Xia Zhiye suddenly held his hand, turned his head slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to take a cold shower."
"Xia Zhiye, actually I don't..."
"You're still young, and you're not in good health, so let's eat first and then have a good sleep, okay?" Xia Zhiye lowered his head and kissed Song Yan's forehead, then turned around and was about to go into the bathroom.
But Song Yan grabbed his wrist.
Xia Zhiye turned his head.
Song Yan lowered her eyes and tried to keep her tone indifferent: "It's easy to catch a cold in a cold bath."
"so?"
"So I'll help you."
His tone was cold as if he was saving lives, but his ears were bleeding red, Xia Zhiye let out a deep breath, he felt that Song Yan was indeed sent by God to test his character and legal and moral awareness.
In the end, Song Yan couldn't help except lighting fires everywhere.
Having been ill for so long, her physical fitness is not much better, and she is extremely thin, hugging her in her arms, it seems like it will shatter when touched.
But he became more squeamish again, kicking lightly when he felt tired or hurt, and coquettishly in a tone that he thought was fierce, which made people angry, but he didn't dare to use force because of his heartache.
In the end, he was comfortable being served, but Xia Zhiye could only hold his hand to end hastily, and was kicked by him, disgusted that it took too long.
Xia Zhiye gritted his teeth with hatred, and wanted to take him into his arms to teach him a lesson, but when he touched the paper-like thin figure, he could only sigh softly: "Why are you so thin. Grandma will find out later, She can beat you up in anger."
Song Yan closed his eyes and did not speak.
Xia Zhiye said helplessly, "I have to eat."
Song Yan still closed his eyes and did not speak.
Xia Zhiye could only say viciously: "If your health is not good in the future and you can't live with me to ninety-nine, I'll go find other old men and piss you off."
"you dare!"
Song Yan said as he flew up and kicked over.
Xia Zhiye grabbed his ankle and did not back down: "So do you want to eat well in the future?"
Song Yan struggled, but didn't break free, so he could only say in a bad mood: "If you want to find another old man when I die, you can dream about it, you, you live to ninety-nine, and I will at least live to one hundred and one. Don’t even think about looking for other old men, if you do, I’ll beat you to death.”
"Okay, okay, don't look for it." Xia Zhiye smiled and hugged Song Yan back into his arms, "But you also have to have the ability to live to a hundred and one. With your small body now, who is afraid of you?" They can’t be beaten to death. So eating well and sleeping well every day are the most important.”
"Get up, don't coax me like a child."
Song Yan said so, but his body was very honest, "It's not that I don't want to eat or sleep, I just..."
Song Yan was halfway through speaking, and realized that he had slipped his tongue, so he stopped abruptly and closed his lips.
Xia Zhiye asked in a low voice: "What is it?"
Song Yan opened her lips slightly, muttered for a while, and finally lowered her eyelids and said in a low voice: "I miss you so much."
Xia Zhiye's hand holding him was slightly stiff.
Song Yan lowered her eyelashes, and said calmly and indifferently: "When eating, I think about what Xia Zhiye is doing, whether I have eaten, who I am eating with, whether there will be any beautiful girls coming to share the table with you, give you Deliver milk tea and order takeaway."
"When I sleep, I think, what is Xia Zhiye doing, are you asleep, have you dreamed of me, will you forget what I look like because you haven't seen me for too long, and you will never see me again gone."
"When I saw other young couples at school secretly holding hands, pressing the road, and passing notes, I would think that if I was still in No. 3 Middle School, would we be like other couples, wandering in the woods together, kissing secretly, and fighting guerrilla warfare with Liu Deqing. "
"So as long as my mind is free, I will miss you, whether you are still here, whether you like me or not, and there is still a whole year, whether we can survive it or not."
"If you can't make it through and you give up, what should I do?"
"Every time I think about this, I feel like I've returned to the days when I was locked in a dark room with no light and no hope, and then I suddenly understood my mother's idea of suicide at that time. But I didn't want to be like this, so I can't let myself be idle, so I dare not sleep or eat, so I can only study and study continuously, as if this is the only thing I can control."
"So when you came today, I was very happy."
Because he was finally sure that Xia Zhiye was still there.
His hope and redemption are still there.
Mingming Song Yan's tone was extremely calm and indifferent, but Xia Zhiye's heart still throbbed when he heard it.
He hugged Song Yan and whispered: "Song Yan, do you know what I was thinking when I stood on the green leather train for a day and a night?"
Song Yan raised his eyes.
Xia Zhiye looked into his eyes and said slowly: "I was thinking, the scenery outside the window is really beautiful. After our college entrance examination is over, I must drive you to see it. So I didn't feel hard work at all, and I didn't feel tired , just thinking that it would be nice if you were here."
"I can tell you if you are here, Song Yan, look, how cute is the puppy on the ridge over there, should we also raise a puppy with a good temper and a kitten with a bad temper in the future? Responsible for shoveling shit, you are responsible for masturbation, the house must be very lively."
"When I was thinking about it, the person next to me asked me why I was giggling all the time, and I said that I was thinking about my lover, he would definitely fight with that bad-tempered kitten, and he must look cute by then. And I When he smiles, he will lose his temper with red ears, which is even more cute."
"I've been thinking about it all the way. When I see you, I'm more sure. I want to raise a golden retriever and a beautiful puppet, so that the eldest is like me and the second is like you. How nice it is."
"So Song Yan, don't think about the future without me, because you are in the future I think about."
Song Yan thought, at that time Xia Zhiye was obviously talking about the most beautiful things in the most gentle tone, but why he couldn't stop crying when he heard it.
Probably feel too lucky.
Because even though there were some unpleasant experiences, God still gave him Xia Zhiye, and taught him what is the correct way to love.
So much so that at that moment, he suddenly felt that there was no pain, despair, helplessness and hardship, and he kicked Xia Zhiye lazily: "I'm hungry, order takeaway, and go to bed after eating."
Xia Zhiye chuckled lightly: "Okay."
The torrential rain outside the window did not know when it would stop.
Song Yan had a dream in Xia Zhiye's arms.
In the dream, he and Xia Zhiye raised a dog and a cat with gray hair, still giggling uncontrollably.