Brother Xia's favorite

Chapter 126 Fighting Together 11

Xia Yifeng just had a simple bandage in the hospital, stayed in the hospital for observation all night, and got up early in the morning on the first day, planning to leave.The uncle and the girl who brought Xia Yifeng over were all shocked. Seeing Xia Yifeng, who was wrapped in bandages like a mummy, walked firmly towards the door, they hurriedly chased after him shouting.

"Xia Yifeng! Xia Yifeng!" The girl panted while running, "Hey, are you dying? How are you injured? What are you doing now when you leave the hospital?"

Xia Yifeng glanced back, with an anxious expression on his face: "I still have something to do, I can't wait. This injury is not a big deal, it's just a broken arm. I'll return the money to you when I get back soon. I'm causing you trouble. Yes By the way, do you have your phone charger with you?"

The girl ran to Xia Yifeng and was stunned: "Ah? When is it? Who would remember to bring a mobile phone charger?"

Xia Yifeng hummed, then quickened his pace and walked outside. The girl slapped her thigh as if remembering something, and just said a few words: "Ah, Xia Yifeng, yesterday I and you..."

"The car is here!" Xia Yifeng stopped a taxi, and waved to the girl and uncle behind him, "Come on, let's sit back and talk."

The girl let out a sigh, and the uncle with not very good legs and feet also walked over. The three of them had just settled down in the taxi, and the girl started to speak again: "Xia Yifeng, yesterday your brother..."

"What's your card number?" Xia Yifeng took out the bank card on his body and shook it in front of the girl's eyes, "Do you have a card from this bank? It's more convenient to transfer money through one bank."

"Yes! Yes!" The girl nodded, took out the wallet in her coat pocket, took out the bank card and handed it to Xia Yifeng, Xia Yifeng borrowed a paper from the driver to take notes, and returned the card to the girl.

"It's okay, don't worry, Xia Yifeng." The girl took the card and put it away, raised her eyes and opened her mouth, "I was with you yesterday..."

"There is a self-service bank in front of our building." Xia Yifeng folded the copied paper neatly and put it in his trouser pocket, "Just park there in a while, I'll transfer the money to you first, thanks to yesterday If you don't, otherwise..."

Xia Yifeng's gaze dimmed, and the words behind him were self-evident.If no one was willing to help Xia Yifeng at that time, no one could tell what would happen to Xia Yifeng.

Xia Yifeng was almost covered in bruises. The only thing he was lucky about was that apart from the fracture of his right arm and a slight concussion, no other more serious injuries were found for the time being.Xia Yifeng didn't take this hurt to heart at all. All Xia Yifeng thought about was finding Boss Ma immediately. Boss Ma's promise had not been fulfilled, and Xia Jianguo's life-saving money had not yet arrived.

At this moment, Song Chen must be worried, Xia Yifeng closed his eyes and thought quietly.

The girl sitting in the back seat opened her mouth, but was interrupted by Xia Yifeng repeatedly, and couldn't remember what she was going to say just now.

The person who brought Song Chen and Wu Xingye into the room pointed to Xia Yifeng's bed and said, "Your brother was sent to the hospital by Uncle Yang and Meng Ni yesterday. I don't know when he will be back. Why don't you give me a call?" ask?"

Song Chen took Mengni's phone and tried to dial it, but Xia Yifeng also turned off the phone, Song Chen frowned and shook his head: "I can't get through, and neither can my brother's."

The man shrugged: "Is it out of electricity? Then I have no choice. I don't know which hospital I went to. Why don't you just wait here?"

Song Chen sat down on the edge of the bed helplessly, retracted his legs, kicked the box under the bed, and made a soft sound.Song Chen bent down and looked under the bed, Xia Yifeng's clothes seemed to be stored in the box.Song Chen dragged the box out and looked through it slowly. Xia Yifeng had very few clothes, and almost every piece was of rough quality, much worse than the fabric of the clothes mailed to Song Chen.Song Chen rolled his eyes and turned red. After closing the box, he couldn't help but open the cabinet next to the bed.

In addition to some simple daily necessities, there is also a somewhat worn-out notebook in the cabinet.Song Chen carefully took out the notebook, held it in his palm and opened the first page.Xia Yifeng used crooked fonts to record every income and every expense since he came here. Song Chen could tell that Xia Yifeng had done almost everything.

Xia Yifeng's income has gradually increased from small to small, and the biggest expense is always the item of sending money home. The living expenses Xia Yifeng left for himself are pitifully small, and the living expenses are almost only rent, water and electricity, telephone bills and meals. .Song Chen's tears dripped onto the notebook with a patter, and the tears quickly soaked the paper, blurring a piece of handwriting.Song Chen hurriedly wiped it gently with his finger, but the water stain became bigger and bigger, and the words became more and more blurred.Song Chen didn't dare to wipe it with his hands anymore, picked up the notebook and gently shook the side down, but inadvertently threw a few photos out of it.

One of the photos landed lightly at Wu Xingye's feet, Wu Xingye looked down, bent down to pick up the photo and pinched it on his fingertips.Song Chen in the photo still looked a little green and immature, but he smiled very gently while leaning on Xia Yifeng's shoulder.

The expression of Song Chen in the photo deeply hurt Wu Xingye's eyes, Wu Xingye shook his fingers lightly, raised his eyelids and looked at Song Chen who was sitting on the edge of the bed.Song Chen sat blankly holding the photo, his eyes fixed on Xia Yifeng's smiling face, tears rolled down Song Chen's cheeks unstoppably, but Song Chen didn't realize it.In a trance, Song Chen seemed to have returned to the day when Xia Yifeng left school. The gentle Xia Yifeng, the bright Xia Yifeng, the Xia Yifeng who would never admit defeat, and the Xia Yifeng who accompanied Song Chen throughout his youth, never said goodbye. , We meet again, after several years.

There was a faint sound coming from outside, and Song Chen could hear someone asking: "Are you back? Are you okay?"

Someone replied with Song Chen's extremely familiar voice: "It's okay, a little injury."

"Hey, that's right." Someone shouted again, "Xia Yifeng, your brother is here, and your brother is waiting for you at your room."

But before he could finish his sentence, Xia Yifeng had already strode to the door, and it was too late to escape.Song Chen stood up with tears in his eyes, quietly staring at Xia Yifeng, who was frozen by the door and was covered in injuries all over his body. Xia Yifeng's right arm was covered with plaster, and a thick circle of gauze was wrapped around his head. blood.

Xia Yifeng was completely stunned, Song Chen's tears made Xia Yifeng's heart throbbing with pain.Xia Yifeng pulled the corners of his mouth hard, trying to show a brisk expression: "Hey Song Chenchen? When did you come here? Why didn't you tell me?"

Song Chen walked forward quickly, carefully avoiding Xia Yifeng's wound, and hugged Xia Yifeng into his arms.Song Chen didn't ask anything, Song Chen just whispered in Xia Yifeng's ear: "Brother, I'll take you home, let's go home."

At that moment, Xia Yifeng only felt sore eyes.The words that Xia Yifeng had only dared to think about in his dreams were finally said firmly by the tearful Song Chen.