The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

"You..." A glimmer of hope rose in Song Yi's heart, I hope he didn't think too much.

Steerforth's next sentence immediately confirmed his conjecture, "I have found a suitable kidney | source." He said.

Song Yi's hands tightened involuntarily, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he remained silent without speaking.

"Are you home? I'll go straight over now," said Steerforth.

After a while, Song Yi said "hmm" to the phone.

When Song Yi hurried home, Steerforth was already standing at the door, holding his mobile phone to call him.

Song Yi yelled and walked towards Steves.

Steerforth put down the phone, "Where have you been?"

"Hospital." Song Yi opened the door, his attitude towards Steerforth was still as indifferent as before.

"Hospital? To see Song Wei? Is he hospitalized?"

"Ah."

Steerforth frowned, "Did he get worse? Why didn't you explain his condition to me?"

"Why should I explain to you?"

"You... Forget it, I didn't come to quarrel with you today, don't look like you want to eat people every time you see me." Steerforth took off his coat and asked Song Yi: "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so depressed?"

Steerforth's blue eyes were glued to Song Yi's body, and he scanned it from beginning to end.

Why did the person in front of me change after half a year after returning to China?

The indifference is still the same, but the eyes are dull and dull, and there is no brilliance. When Song Yi treated him coldly before, he was still a little angry.

"It's nothing." Song Yi poured him a glass of water, "Let's get down to business."

Steerforth came back to his senses and said: "When I went back to China, I took all of Song Wei's medical records back. I asked someone to look for it for a long time, and finally found it. It's a little girl. Her parents Agreed to donate her kidney for free."

Song Yi couldn't help feeling sad for a while, and asked, "Is that little girl also sick?"

"Well, congenital heart disease, it's a pity that she is going to die soon." There was a trace of regret in Steerforth's tone. "Her parents are wonderful, we are very lucky."

Song Yi's heart twitched violently at Steforth's words, and he lowered his eyes, staring down at the water in the glass.

In this way, does Song Wei continue her life for her?

Steerforth glanced at Song Yi who was in a daze, and asked, "What's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell? Your complexion is really bad."

Song Yi shook his head, lowered his head and whispered: "So Xiao Wei's illness has turned around?"

"Of course." Steerforth glanced at Song Yi, "But I want to take him back to England."

Song Yi raised his head.

"Don't think about it, I didn't intend to take him away, and I can't take him away." Steerforth lowered his head, and the blond hair on his forehead covered his eyes. "The operation can only be performed in the hospital in the UK. I will send him back after the operation."

"Are you so confident that the operation will be successful?" Song Yi suddenly asked a question that even he felt inexplicable.

Sure enough, Steerforth looked at him dissatisfied, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Song Yi was speechless.

"I've already asked the doctor. The chances of a kidney transplant being successful are very high. As long as the kidney|source is suitable, there will be basically no problems. You should have some confidence and don't be bound by the past."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Steerforth took a sip of water and continued, "I just couldn't find the source of the kidney before. Now that this problem has been solved, don't think so much."

Steerforth still didn't have a good image in Song Yi's eyes, but these words really captured his psychology, expressing the fear that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time.

Song Yi nodded slightly.

"Get ready in the next few days. I will go to the hospital to say hello. When everything is ready, I will take Song Wei back to England for treatment."

Song Yi stroked the bracelet on his wrist, but remained silent.Steerforth glanced at him, and asked him the question he was struggling with at the moment: "Do you want to go together?"

Song Yi's hand paused, and he stared down at his fingers.

"It doesn't matter if you don't go, I will..."

"I'll go." Song Yi said.

Song Yi seemed to have made up his mind. Steerforth couldn't figure out the reason for his hesitation. He thought he would agree without hesitation, and he didn't even need to ask.

"Okay, get ready, we'll go back to England together in a few days." Steerforth put on his coat again, "Take me to the hospital to see Song Wei."

"Ah."

The appearance of Steerforth made the atmosphere in the ward a lot awkward.

Aunt Zhang has never met Song Wei, a foreigner's father, and she doesn't know about the shitty things he did back then.Song Yi didn't like him very much at first, let alone helping to ease the atmosphere.

Seeing this legendary foreign father, Ren Han secretly bruised his molars, his fists itched, and wanted to punch his sharp and handsome face a few times, but because he was in the hospital and in front of Song Wei's face was hard to do, so he could only grit his teeth and look at him with a grin.

Everything is fine, but it always feels like something is missing.After talking nonsense with Song Wei, Steerforth suddenly realized what was wrong, and turned to Song Yi, "Where's that little gentleman?"

Among the people present, only Song Yi knew who the "Little Mister" he was talking about was, so everyone else was at a loss, and he was the only one who stood there in a daze.

"What about others? Why aren't they here?" Steerforth smiled faintly, "Didn't he always follow you wherever you went before?"

As soon as he said this, Ren Han immediately realized who he was talking about, and the next second he wanted to rush up and stuff the pillow into his mouth.

He turned his head and glanced at Song Yi. Fortunately, Song Yi didn't respond, but he looked out of shape, as if he had been whipped with a stick, and the expression on his face was a bit dazed.

Ren Han clicked his tongue and said, "Mr. Xiao ran away."

He didn't blame him for saying that he owed a little bit, one second he was blaming the foreign father for not opening and lifting the pot, and the next second he kicked the pot of water over by himself.

Song Yi glanced at him coldly, and said, "I will take Song Wei to England in a few days."

"What?" Ren Han was confused, "Going to England?"

Steerforth explained: "Go to the doctor."

"What do you mean? Have you found the source of the kidney?"

Steves nodded.

"Damn it!" Ren Han looked at Song Yi in surprise, "Don't you need to be threatened by that old thing?"

"What threat?" Steerforth didn't understand.

Ren Han waved his hand, "This matter has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to ask."

Steerforth frowned, a little dissatisfied with the man who spoke wildly.

"When are you leaving?" Ren Han asked Song Yi.

"Take care of everything here and go."

"still coming back?"

Song Yi squinted at him, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you think?"

He found that Ren Han's brain folds are sometimes flat, and his words never overwhelm his brain, and it's useless if he passes it, he can still make people angry.

"I haven't found him yet." Song Yi turned his head and looked out the window, "How could he not come back?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back." Ren Han patted Song Yi on the shoulder.

After the New Year, the weather began to gradually warm up, but the air still had the last trace of coolness at the end of winter, and it was still a bit cold.A few new leaves sprouted on the branches, and frost hung on the young teeth.These are the first trees to sprout.

Qi Jingzhi looked up, and gently rubbed off the frost on the leaves with his fingers.

"Brother!!!" Qi Yao's voice came from behind.

Qi Jingzhi turned around and saw Qi Yao pedaling his bicycle straight towards the orchard not far away.

Qi Yao was riding very fast, seeing a person appearing on the side of the road, he braked suddenly and stopped.

The bicycle is the old-fashioned bicycle of the uncle next door, the kind that is too short to get on, and the brakes are very old. After such a sudden brake by Qi Yao, there was a harsh metal friction sound.

Qi Jingzhi frowned, and walked towards Qi Yao with a wooden bucket.

"Where are you reincarnated? Pedal so fast?"

Qi Yao said sorry to the person he almost hit just now, and turned to complain to Qi Jingzhi: "Who told you not to use your mobile phone now, I have to walk two miles to find you."

"Why are you looking for me?" Qi Jingzhi reached out and touched the fruit in the barrel.

"Uncle called, looking for you." Qi Yao pouted towards the back seat, "Get in the car, I'll take you back."

"If I walk back, it will be done, and it's not far away."

"Grandma said that long-distance calls are too expensive, so you should go home quickly."

"Just this broken car, I'll fall apart when I get on it."

"Hey, stop moaning, or you'll have to babble again when you go back to breastfeeding."

Qi Jingzhi clicked his tongue and said, "Get out of the car."

"what?"

"I'll take you and you ride. I'm afraid you'll throw me into the field."

"..."

"Have you sat still?" Qi Jingzhi turned his head and asked the person behind him.

Qi Yao sat sideways in the back seat, holding the barrel in one hand, and Qi Jingzhi's clothes in the other, nodding with a look of death on his face, "Sit still."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Jingzhi kicked suddenly, and shot out like an arrow.

It's also amazing that such an old broken car was kicked out of the speed of a mountain bike by him.

Qi Jingzhi rode very fast, the cold wind blew across his cheeks, mixed with the smell of mud and grass, they rushed into his nose together.

There was a bumpy dirt road under his feet, the bicycle shook violently, Qi Yao was sitting in the back seat, his hands holding the wooden barrel were almost numb from the shock, and at the same time, he had to endure the cold wind, which made his nose red.

In a few minutes, the two arrived home, Qi Jingzhi stopped his bicycle, and walked into the yard on his own, ignoring his demented younger brother who was so cold behind him.

Before entering the door, grandma's loud voice came from the room.

"Why haven't these two bastards come back? They said that long-distance calls are so expensive, and they called!"

"I won't come back during Chinese New Year, so I'm making a fart call now!"

Grandma was still talking in the kitchen, Qi Jingzhi walked into the room and answered the phone.

"Hello, Dad." Qi Jingzhi sat down on the rocking chair.

"Little one."

"Ah."

Hearing Qi Jingzhi's brief response, Qi Wentao suddenly fell silent, not knowing what to say.

He didn't even need to see his son with his own eyes, he could already hear it from the phone, just like what his grandma told Qi Wentao - Xiaozhi has been unhappy since he came back, as if he had changed himself.

Although Qi Jingzhi was reticent, but he used to call Qi Wentao and he always had endless things to say, how could it be like this, with such a dull tone that even Qi Wentao didn't know how to continue talking.

"Hello? Dad? Why don't you talk?"

Qi Wentao coughed twice, wanting to talk about something light-hearted, but who knew that the most concerned question from the bottom of his heart immediately rushed out: "Do you still have contact with Song Yi now?"