my brother is not cute at all

Reason is built on crumbling straw piles, and it only needs a lead wire to be burned to nothing in an instant.

Hou Zeqi froze in place with his pupils wide open.

Impossible, impossible.

If he remembered correctly, Yang Yue's blue and white striped t-shirt had a small hole on the right elbow that was scratched by Xiaoguai.

The only remaining hope involved him moving slowly, trembling towards the stretcher, one step, two steps, three steps...

His world was collapsing and disintegrating bit by bit, thousands of gravels rolled down in the wind and smoke-filled world, and hit the cracked wasteland, making huge and heavy bangs.

Every time he lifted a leg, his heart trembled, and every time he took a step, he held the small piece of amulet in his pocket tighter...

If you have a spirit in heaven, can you let him stand in front of me safely?

right now, okay?

"……elder brother?"

The next second, the footsteps stopped suddenly, and Hou Zeqi slowly turned his head amidst the unrealistic call——

Is it a hallucination?

His brows and eyelashes trembled slightly, looking at the clear and pale face at the end of the night, there was an unbelievable spot of light shining in the depths of those almond eyes, his eyes passed through the ruins and the sea of ​​people, and looked at him from afar.

"Brother, are you here to pick me up?"

Rubbles and dust filled the surrounding area, and the screaming victims and the screaming medical staff decorated the square inch of the ruins into a sea of ​​blood and purgatory. wake up.

In an instant, shock, astonishment, ecstasy and sorrow converged into a raging torrent, which burst open the gate and poured out!He rushed over desperately and hugged him with all his strength!

"Xiaoyue!" He closed his eyes and tightly tightened his arms, as if he wanted to press the person into his chest, rub into the flesh and blood, and keep it in his heart: "Xiaoyue, it's me, Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue , my little moon..."

The dry lips grind against the forehead, sideburns, and hair of the person in his arms... His name seems to be a magical spell, just chanting it over and over again can make his hanging heart fall back into his chest, It was beating vigorously.

"It hurts!" The breath was squeezed hard into the colliding chest cavity, and Yang Yue's voice was squeezed out of tune: "Brother, it hurts...don't, don't hug so tightly..."

Obviously they haven't been apart for a long time, but they hug each other tightly like this, but it seems like it happened in the last life. The sadness like a mountain roar and a tsunami gradually faded away, and the uncontrollable love and longing began to surge again. Hou Zeqi heard Yang Yue's painful light... Panting, she opened her hands lightly, held his face in her hands, and used her eyes to trace his facial features over and over again.

His eyebrows, skin, lips, the angle of curled eyelashes, and even a tiny mole on the tip of his nose are all the look he misses madly.

Even though the delicate skin was covered with a large amount of blood and mud, it still showed an astonishingly cold whiteness in the deep night. He stroked his bruised cheek inch by inch, his thumb trembling as he touched his bleeding wound. The bridge of the nose, the brows covered with blood scabs, and finally rested on the forehead covered with heavy gauze.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong with your head? Are you injured? Is it serious?"

"I'm fine, brother, I want to go home," Yang Yue shook her head and whispered.

His voice was very soft, as if he couldn't bear to break a beautiful dream.The hand that was in the hugging posture was also tightly clutching a small piece of fabric on his vest, for fear that this person would disappear from his world as soon as he let go.

"Okay, okay..." Hou Zeqi lovingly held his cheeks, and through the thick gauze, kissed soothingly on the bleeding wound on his forehead: "Let's go home... Go home."

……

On the broken and broken ground, two tall figures, one tall and one short, depended on each other, facing the whistling wind and sand, walking hand in hand to the end of the vast ruins.Although the place where their footsteps have stepped is a purgatory on earth full of sorrow, but above their heads is a vast galaxy of countless hopes and beauty shining.

The wind and sand are flying, and the gravel is long.

Their hair fluttered in the wind, and they walked towards the light and hope without hesitation.

Let's go, let's go home together.

At dawn, the plane finally landed smoothly on the land of the hometown.

The moment Hou Zeqi got a signal on his cell phone, he bombarded An Ji inhumanely with phone calls.

The reason was the combination of overwork, mental stress, and high fever caused by wound infection and inflammation, which made Yang Yue fall into a coma.

He fell into an extremely quiet world, as if he had a long dream——

In his dream, he returned to that cold and bleak midwinter once again. The fine snow fell from the gray sky, and the three-colored leather balls covered with snowflakes rolled towards the edge of the rockery...

"Yang Yue, the ball has rolled to your side, hurry up and pick it up."

A familiar voice like a ghost sounded from behind, and he was so frightened that his body and mind trembled, and his eyes widened in horror!Suddenly, the piercing darkness enveloped him silently again, the chaotic sound of water beating his eardrums, and the cold pool water poured into his lungs.

No!I do not want!I do not want to go!

He shook his head desperately, but his feet seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he couldn't help but walked towards the edge of the cliff step by step, one step, two steps, three steps, getting closer...

When his fingertips finally touched the ball that was about to fall, he gasped and closed his eyes in despair.

I will die.

A voice told him silently in his heart.

In the next second, a crisp voice sounded from behind——

"Hey? Why are you playing ball here alone? How boring."

Yang Yue suddenly opened her eyes and turned her head.

Jiang Haibo? !

The little boy with facial features very similar to Jiang Haibo smiled at him, and stretched out a tender little hand towards him.

"Don't you have any friends? Then let me be your friend."

Really?It turns out that I have not been alone since I was 9 years old?

Yang Yue stared at the little hands that the two were slowly holding together, her eyes widened in astonishment.

The setting sun is like blood, and the burning clouds in the sky are covered with golden rims. The whole sky is like a grand and gorgeous oil painting, covering the city.

The little boy's smile was as bright and beautiful as the setting sun, and he waved vigorously at him in the golden afterglow.

"I'm going home. I'll come to play with you tomorrow. Goodbye."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and ran into the sunset, toward the end of the golden-red brilliance on the other side...

There was a bang, and the sound of the porcelain bottle breaking suddenly sounded from behind!Yang Yue's body trembled violently, and she froze in place in horror as if the pause button had been pressed.

"--Meow!!"

Amidst a sharp cat howl, he turned his head tremblingly, looked at the old small door in the Yang Family's courtyard, and rushed in in panic!

It's Snowball!don't kill it!don't kill it!

The door was knocked open, and a tall and thin figure in the living room held the snowball in mid-air. Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he turned around with the cat in his arms.

Yang Xing frowned and said, "Brother, why did you come back now? Your cat was naughty again and broke grandma's celadon bottle."

No, it wasn't intentional!If the celadon bottle is broken, I can pay for it!You let go of it first, let go of it quickly!

"It was also the one who broke grandma's jade bracelet last time. It was too much. We have to punish it in a way, um..." Yang Xing was thinking, and walked to him step by step with the snowball in his arms. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration. Now: "Why don't we fine it for an hour and not eat canned cat food!"

Yang Yue's frightened expression suddenly froze on her face, and she was stunned for a long time before she couldn't help but chuckle.

He opened his mouth, and heard his own voice say: "Okay, then fine it for an hour and not eat canned cat food, but what if grandma's celadon bottle is found?"

"It's easy!" Yang Xing said, "Then let them not find out?"

After speaking, he smiled mysteriously, grabbed Yang Yue's wrist and started running.

A metal biscuit box, a small rusty shovel, Yang Xing packed the celadon bottle fragments into an iron box, and dug a small earth pit in the yard with his concerted efforts.

Seeing that the biscuit box full of fragments was buried in the soil and hidden forever, he looked at Yang Xing with some surprise.

"Bury it in the soil like this, so no one will find it," Yang Xing said, showing a playful smile with a little bit of cunning, and gently put his index finger between their lips and said: "Brother , this is a secret that only belongs to the two of us, but it must not be discovered by anyone."

Yang Yue looked at the Indian dimple on the right side of his cheek when he laughed, and was a little flustered.

It turned out that the small earth pit he had dug for a long time in the yard was not used to bury Xueqiu's body?

The brilliance of the setting sun was getting dimmer, and the night slowly shrouded from the end of the sky. Yang Xing patted the dirt on his trouser legs and stood up.

"It's getting late, brother, I'm going home," Yang Xing stood in the silently falling night and waved to him gently.

go home?Which home are you going back to?Aren't we brothers?Why don't you wait with me?

Yang Yue opened her mouth, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something sore and swollen, and she couldn't make a sound. He anxiously stepped forward and wanted to catch up, but his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. No matter how desperately he struggled, he couldn't move.

etc!where are you going?You don't want me anymore?

You wait for me!

He was terrified, the great fear made him use all his strength to break through the invisible bondage, and he squeezed out a few words hysterically in his throat——

"Wait for me!"

Yang Xing who heard the voice suddenly paused and turned around.

"Go home, brother!" He waved his hands, and smiled even more happily, putting his hands together in a shouting gesture and yelling towards his mouth: "Someone is already waiting for you!"

Yang Yue's eyes widened, and she suddenly turned around——

In the deep night, under the bright galaxy, a pair of light brown eyes are looking at him with a gentle expression. His deep brows and eyes are stained with a little starlight, and the bottom of his smiling eyes reflects his childhood when he was 9 years old. shadow.

It's Hou Zeqi.

Yang Yue stared at him blankly, and softly called out: "Brother..."

"Go home, Xiaoyue."

The hoarse and soft voice gently stirred his heartstrings like magic, and a warm and broad palm was slowly stretched out in front of him.

"Go home?" Yang Yue looked at his hands, seeming a little puzzled: "Which home?"

"Back to our home."

"Where will our home... be?"

Hou Zeqi held hands and smiled lightly: "Where there are you and me is our home."

The long road in the dark night is long, but he gently took his hand and led him to the end of the night road without hesitation, to the distant place where the faint light came in.

In the blinding light, Yang Yue suddenly remembered what Hou Zeqi said to him when he was waiting for him in the carriage until late at night——

I'm afraid you won't find a home when you wake up, so I stay here and wait for you.

The author says:

Time is too long, babies who forgot this sentence, go to Chapter 37 to make up lessons~