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Chapter 137 Xia Jianguo's Farewell 8

At the end of Xia Jianguo's speech, he was already so angry that he could no longer straighten his body and leaned on Xia Yifeng's shoulder, taking a few deep breaths with difficulty.Xia Jianguoqiang looked at Yang Shuzhen energetically and smiled: "I've been dreaming about Xinghua all the time, and I didn't dare to tell you. Yang Shuzhen, I miss him, please let me go."

Yang Shuzhen wiped the corners of her wet eyes and snorted: "When did you not think about him? Xia Jianguo, I have lived with you for decades, and I haven't felt happy at all."

"Didn't I tell you already?" Xia Jianguo covered his mouth and coughed a few times, "Don't follow me, if you don't listen, you insist on rushing to join me. You have been tired all these years."

Yang Shuzhen twitched the corner of her mouth: "Isn't that? It's all because I was blind back then."

"Yang Shuzhen, I've been thinking about it all the time." Xia Jianguo sighed, "It would be great if I said it at that time, at least I could know what Xinghua was thinking. Now I want to ask, but you see, there is no one to ask." gone."

"Aren't you just stupid?" Yang Shuzhen gave Xia Jianguo a blank look, "I used to be a big stupid guy, and I was still confused when I died. Can you understand Xinghua's thoughts? It doesn't matter if you ask or not. .”

Xia Jianguo rubbed his eyes wearily: "Hey, that's different, that's different, I just want to hear Xinghua say it himself."

Song Chen suddenly thought of something, and dragged out the pendant hanging around his neck.Xia Jianguo watched in bewilderment as Song Chen used his fingernails to pry along the joint in the middle of the pendant bit by bit, and then finally opened it, and something red poked out from between Song Chen's fingers.

Song Chen squeezed the stone hidden in the pendant between his thumb and forefinger, and excitedly handed it to Xia Jianguo: "Uncle! Is this the stone you gave my dad?"

Xia Jianguo regained his energy, propped himself up and pulled Song Chen's wrist to look carefully. The stone was still as red as blood, with lines like clouds and fog mixed in it.The more Xia Jianguo looked at it, the more familiar it became. With trembling fingers, he took out a silver ring with a hole in its face, and Song Chen carefully put the red stone into the hole on the ring. Not too small, just right.

Xia Jianguo gently stroked the ring with emotion: "Where did you find it, Chenchen?"

Song Chen's soft eyes look very much like Song Xinghua back then: "Uncle, my dad has always carried it with him, and he still holds it in his palm until he dies. Does this count as my dad's answer?"

Xia Jianguo raised his head in disbelief, and once again got a firm answer in Song Chen's eyes.Song Chen watched Xia Jianguo's eye circles slowly turn red, then raised his arms to cover his face and sobbed softly: "So it's like this... So it's like this..."

Yang Shuzhen's tears fell to the ground drop by drop: "Enough, enough, Song Xinghua, I will return Xia Jianguo to you."

Xia Jianguo opened his eyes, and seemed to see Song Xinghua's delicate and clean face again. Wearing a white shirt, Song Xinghua stared at Xia Jianguo gently with a smile on his lips. Xia Jianguo could hear Song Xinghua's brisk tone Asking over and over again: "Xia Jianguo, have you made up your mind? Xia Jianguo, have you made up your mind?"

Xia Jianguo hummed lightly: "I've made up my mind, Xinghua."

Song Xinghua blinked mischievously: "Then why did you kiss me?"

"Because I..." Xia Jianguo slowly fell back, and then leaned his head on Xia Yifeng's shoulder, "I have always liked you."

Xia Jianguo let out a long sigh of relief, and slowly closed his eyes: "I just came to look for you now, I hope you won't be angry..."

Everything returned to silence again, Xia Yifeng hugged Xia Jianguo tightly in his arms, and bit his lips tightly to keep himself from crying.Song Chen held Xia Jianguo's hand tightly with trembling shoulders, and the temperature on Xia Jianguo's body slowly drifted away with the wind until it was as cold as snow.

"What's there to cry about? Xia Jianguo can't tell how happy he is!" That's what Yang Shuzhen said, but she was the one who cried the most. Yang Shuzhen wiped her face bitterly, put her hands on her hips and stared at Xia Yifeng and Song Chen, "Let's go! What is Lao Chu doing here! Xia Yifeng, carry your father down the mountain!"

Xia Yifeng stood up with Xia Jianguo on his back, and Song Chen supported him. Yang Shuzhen took two steps, then looked back at Song Chen and asked, "Chenchen, can you make up your mind about your father's affairs?"

Song Chen nodded: "Yes, aunt."

"Then let your uncle stay with your father." Yang Shuzhen lowered her eyes, "I can save some money too, how expensive the cemetery is now!"

Song Chen stopped, turned around and couldn't help but look at Song Xinghua's tombstone again. Song Xinghua seemed to be standing beside the tombstone and nodded gently. followed Xia Yifeng's pace.

"Okay, aunt." Song Chen replied, "Thank you, aunt."

When Song Chen's vacation was coming to an end, Xia Jianguo's affairs also came to an end.Yang Shuzhen put her luggage back, and waved at Xia Yifeng and Song Chen carelessly: "I have lived a lifetime of hardships with Xia Jianguo, and now I am finally relieved. I have to be kinder to myself, or else I will My heart is suffocating."

Song Chen looked at Yang Shuzhen and smiled: "Auntie, where are you traveling?"

"There are so many places I want to go!" Yang Shuzhen took out the map to look at it, and drew a line with her hand, "Start from here, go to the north first, and then go to the east. I won't come back when I have fun." , don’t miss me, don’t call me.”

Xia Yifeng sneered: "Okay, just go out and spend your time. If you don't have enough money, remember to take care of your son. Don't be ashamed to beg for food outside."

Yang Shuzhen grabbed Xia Yifeng with a cry and wanted to do something, Xia Yifeng grunted and fled and hid in the bedroom, Yang Shuzhen was so angry that she slammed the door outside.Song Chen smiled and looked at the bright sky outside the window, Song Chen thought calmly, everything is fine here, Xia Jianguo above the clouds should feel at ease.

Wu Xingye parked the car at the intersection, went downstairs to Song Chen's building, raised his head and called Song Chen: "I'm here, Song Chen!"

Song Chen poked his head out from upstairs, and said back to Wu Xingye: "Come on Brother Xingye!"

Xia Yifeng clicked his tongue, and kicked the small desk in front of the window very unhappy: "What did you ask him to pick you up for? Didn't I tell you that I sent you there?"

Song Chen smiled and squeezed the plaster cast on Xia Yifeng's arm: "Hey brother, look at you, what are you doing for me? Brother Xingye happens to be going back to school too, so it's not convenient for me to take a car. Can you save some money? Brother, I’m leaving, can you stay at home alone?”

Xia Yifeng glared at Song Chen angrily: "So what if you can't? One of you wants to go out for a while, and the other wants to follow a man. Who the hell has ever cared about me? Let's go! Go! Go! I'm watching You are annoying!"

"Brother, just say one word, and I won't leave." The long eyelashes under Song Chen's drooping eyelids trembled slightly, Xia Yifeng's heart moved, and a feeling that had been hidden for many years surged into his heart. Xia Yifeng swallowed again and held back.

Xia Yifeng sighed, put his arms on his knees and buried his head with a cigarette in his mouth: "Let's go, Song Chenchen, don't delay the start of school."