At that time, Xie Jinsong was the eldest of their group of children, so everyone followed Xie Jinxiao and called him brother. It's just that since he became an adult, this title has never come out of his mouth again.

He picked up the phone with a hint of undetectable anticipation.

If Xie Jinxiao called, he could probably guess what he would do, but this was Xie Jinsong calling, there was Xu Santian by his side, isn't it, Xu Sanglutian is willing to take a step back, can he have such a trivial expectation.

Xie Jinsong was also stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect to hear him call him "brother" from Tong Yuyang's mouth again.

After a pause, he spoke, "Where?" ”

Tong Yuyang's expectations in his heart were disappointed, and it turned out that he made this call because of his parents' relationship.

Leaning back on the back of the sofa, he reached out to cover his eyes: "My own villa." Is there something wrong? ”

Xie Jinsong was silent for a while, and then said, "It's okay if you're not dead, call Aunt Tong, they're worried about you." ”

Tong Yuyang's voice was hoarse and tired, like an animal in a desperate situation: "I know...... Brother, I'm ...... Miss her ......"

Xie Jinsong looked at the new green outside the window, and from him he could see the garden downstairs, Xu Sangtian was walking to the bench in the garden.

Most of the flowers in the garden have bloomed, she is dressed in plain white home clothes, walking in clusters of flowers, like a fairy left in the colorful world, thrillingly beautiful, beautiful and spotless.

The corners of his lips curled, and between him and her, even if it was a separation, he would miss it, and he longed to stick together forever.

He looked at the person sitting on the white bench in the garden, the wind blowing through her hair, and the strands of hair that were lifted mischievously rippled in the direction of the wind.

Him: "I know. ”

"Brother......

"Come back first, she'll tell you where Ling Ling is." He said, hung antelope, turned and walked downstairs.

Tong Yuyang sat on the sofa in the living room for a long time and didn't come back to his senses, the beep on the mobile phone was in his ears, and all that was left in his mind was the sentence "She will tell you where Ling Ling is".

If it weren't for Xie Jinsong's name in the call record, he suspected that he was like a dream, a beautiful dream, a dream with color and anticipation.

Looking at the photos in the album, he unconsciously smashed a drop of water on the screen, just hitting her face, and he hurriedly wiped it away, leaving her clean face.

It was probably because of the ashes of the past few days and the prolonged alcoholism that his body functions were damaged, and he fainted a little when he stood up, and he barely supported his body by holding on to the sofa.

The heart, numb by the pain, also seemed to feel a faint expectation, weakly trembling in his chest, transmitting the pain to his central nervous system, telling him that his heart would still hurt, telling him that there was still hope.

He reached out and touched his heart, only to feel that it was beginning to come alive.

Packed himself up hastily, and finally walked out of the villa that had been closed for half a month, the sun smashed into his eyes with all his might, and he raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight.

After a long time, through the gap between my fingers, I finally saw the direction of the sun, walked to the garage with false steps, and drove to my home.

He didn't go to Xie Jinsong immediately, but went home first, and when Tong's mother saw that her son finally came back to chat, the whole person couldn't cry.