The sick young master went to dance again

Chapter 61 Lu Si Learns About Song Yuxing's Painful Childhood Experience

The sound of the phone vibrating kept ringing in my ears. Song Yunxiu, who was still asleep, frowned irritably, touched the phone directly, and hung up the phone.

Two seconds later, the phone vibrated again.

Song Yunxiu scratched his hair irritably, opened his eyelids to look at the caller ID, and then sat up abruptly.

After answering the phone, he started yelling:

"Lu Si, there is something wrong with your mother, it's only six o'clock in the morning! Six o'clock!!"

"Do you know the concept of six o'clock? The dog hasn't woken up yet!"

"If you don't sleep, I will still sleep!!"

Lu Si took the phone away very consciously, and waited for him to calm down before saying: "Song Yuxing is sick."

Song Yunxiu's roar that was about to blurt out was abruptly blocked by this sentence, and his anger turned into worry in an instant.

"Is Xiaoguai sick? What's wrong? Did you go to the hospital? How's it going? Are you okay?"

At the same time as a series of inquiries, he also hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, completely sleepless.

Lu Si heard the movement from the phone, and hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, it's just an ordinary fever, and the fever has subsided now."

He was afraid that if he didn't speak again, Song Yunxiu, a serious younger brother, would rush to his door.

"It's fine." Song Yunxiu breathed a sigh of relief, put on his slippers and walked into the bathroom. Just as he reached the door, his steps stopped abruptly.

Not right, very wrong!

"Lugou, how do you know that my brother has a fever? Why are you with him? Have you harassed him again?"

"It's early in the morning... No, did you stay together last night?!"

"Lu Si, you better give me a reasonable explanation!"

A sharp light burst out from Song Yunxiu's eyes.

He stood in front of the sink, with his head tilted, holding his mobile phone, toothpaste and toothbrush in his hands, and asked sharply while squeezing the toothpaste:

"If you don't speak, it proves that you have a guilty conscience. Where are you now, I will go there now!"

Lu Si's facial muscles twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Haha."

You're fucking talking a lot like a machine gun, is there any chance for me to intervene?ah? !

"Yes, Xiaoguai has been at my house all night, sleeping in the same bed with me." He said vindictively.

After hearing this, Song Yunxiu immediately threw away the toothbrush and toothpaste in his hand, took off the mobile phone clamped around his neck, and was about to speak a bunch of cruel words.

Lu Si quickly hung up the phone.

"..." Song Yunxiu looked at the call records on the screen, and condensed all the cruel words into one word: "Grass!"

Can you call me Xiaoguai? !

On the other side, Lu Si turned off the screen of his phone, turned and went into the bedroom.

It was six o'clock in the morning, and the curtains in the bedroom were closed, making the room dark.

Song Yuxing was lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

Lu Si leaned over to check the temperature of his forehead, it was still a little hot.

I slept soundly.

Lu Si couldn't help but see the uncomfortable scene of the young man last night in his mind, and he was still in a panic.

He got on the bed, lay down next to Song Yuxing, stretched out his hand and gently hugged her in his arms.

He has been tossing from three o'clock in the morning until now, and he is also a little sleepy now.

This time I slept for almost two hours.

Song Yunxiu didn't even go to work, rushed over from home in a hurry, and killed Lu Si's door.

The one who came out to open the door was the housekeeping aunt, Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang didn't know Song Yunxiu, so she thought that the young man in front of her was as handsome as Mr. Lu, well-dressed, but with such a menacing face, as if he was here to seek revenge.

She took two steps back strategically, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Song Yunxiu showed a friendly smile, "Auntie, I'm a good friend of Lu Si. I have something to do with him. Is he at home?"

"So it's Mr. Lu's friend. He doesn't seem to be up yet. Come in first."

Song Yunxiu followed Aunt Wang into the house to change his shoes, and Aunt Wang asked him to sit on the sofa in the living room for a while, so he didn't have the heart to wait there, so he ran straight to Lu Si's bedroom door with his long legs.

The bedroom door was not closed tightly. Looking inside through the half-open door, you can see the two people who are lying on the bed sleeping soundly at this time, still hugging each other intimately.

Song Yunxiu remembered what Lu Si had said to him on the phone, and suddenly looked away sadly, and the picture of Xiaobaicai being kicked by a pig was quite clear.

He had an urge to rush in and separate the pig from his cabbages, but he held back in the end.

In the end, he raised his hand and knocked on the door very hard, wishing to smash the door into pieces like Lu Si's head.

Because he was worried about Song Yuxing, Lu Si didn't sleep deeply, and woke up immediately when he heard the movement.

He immediately went to look at the people around him. The young man was pillowing on his arm, curled up slightly, sleeping deeply, and hadn't woken up yet.

He checked the temperature on the other's forehead with the back of his hand, and he still had a low fever.

The knock on the door sounded again, and Lu Si got out of bed immediately, and hurried outside, "Don't knock on the door, Aunt Wang, there are still people asleep inside."

Then, he met Song Yunxiu's cold eyes.

"..."

Lu Si: "Mr. Song is calm, killing people is against the law."

Song Yunxiu gritted his teeth secretly, the most important thing now is not to kill pigs, but to care about his little cabbages.

"How is my brother?"

"I still have a low fever."

"I'll go in and have a look first, and we'll settle the accounts later."

Lu Si lowered his voice to remind: "He is still asleep, don't wake him up."

"I know!" Song Yunxiu gritted his teeth and squeezed these two words out of his mouth. Do you need a pig to say it? Don't act like a loving old couple.

He took his steps lightly, carefully squatting beside the bed, looking at his brother's quiet and pale sleeping face distressedly, he raised his hand to check the temperature on Song Yuxing's forehead, it was indeed a low-grade fever.

There are no strange or daydream marks on the exposed neck and collarbone.

Song Yunxiu breathed a sigh of relief, carefully tucked the quilt for Song Yuxing, got up and went out.

"I've said it's all right." Lu Si leaned against the door frame, folded his arms and gave his friend an embarrassed yet polite smile.

"Go downstairs and talk."

The two sat sideways on the sofa in the living room, Lu Si looked at Song Yunxiu's expression and knew he had misunderstood something.

"Don't worry, brother-in-law, I won't take advantage of others." As he said that, he suddenly rubbed his arm, frowned with some annoyance and said, "My arm is numb from Song Yuxing's pillow. "

Song Yunxiu: "... If you talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth apart."

Lu Si beeped softly, why are you two brothers from the Song family so unreasonable.

Immediately afterwards, he explained to Song Yunxiu what happened last night, of course, omitting some of the details.

For example, Song Yuxing was almost taken advantage of by a pervert because he was drunk.

If this beloved brother madman finds out, he doesn't know how he will react, maybe he will kill him now to finish that pervert.

"So, it was because Song Yuxing was drunk that I brought him back to take care of him. He was fine at first, but he suddenly developed a high fever at three o'clock in the middle of the night. He seems to be easily sick." Lu Si's tone was a little worried .

He remembered that Song Yuxing also had a fever before, and later he was admitted to the hospital because of stomach cramps, which scared him enough.

A healthy person like Lu Si never gets sick once a year.

Song Yunxiu didn't speak, he lowered his head and pressed the center of his eyebrows, and sighed inaudibly.

Xiaoguai's health is not good, and sometimes he will not tell them when he is sick, for fear that they will worry.

"By the way, I called you today mainly to ask you something."

"When Song Yuxing was delirious from burning, she kept crying and talking in her sleep."

After hearing this, Song Yunxiu immediately raised his head and asked anxiously, "What did he say?"

Say what dad, I was wrong, don't hit me or something. "Lu Si pursed his lips, and his mood became heavy, "When I think of that scene, I feel very worried. I heard helplessness, even despair, from his tone. "

"Not only that, but he also said sadly that his leg hurts. Has his leg ever been hurt?"

Song Yunxiu was silent, his face was very complicated, and his eyes were full of distress and self-blame.

"Yunxiu, I want to know what he went through in the past. You once told me that he suffered a lot." Lu Si looked at Song Yunxiu sincerely, his handsome and tired brows were full of concern and seriousness, Even with a little urgency and pleading.

What kind of suffering did Song Yuxing suffer to be able to cry so sad and desperate in his dream, unlike him who is cheerful and energetic on weekdays.

It was the first time that Lu Si felt sorry for someone so much.

Song Yunxiu stared at Lu Si for a few seconds, the concern and concern in the other party's eyes could not be faked.

He closed his eyes, his voice trembling: "It's all my fault."

Song Yunxiu once again fell into guilt, just like the countless self-blame and guilt in the past ten years.

If he hadn't looked at Xiaoguai at that time, Xiaoguai wouldn't have suffered so much.

Lu Si patted Song Yunxiu's shoulder silently. He knew how much the other party blamed himself and regretted it.

Song Yunxiu: "I won't tell you the specific things, unless Xiaoguai is willing to tell you personally."

Lu Si nodded and said, "Well, I know."

"Back then, Xiaoguai was sold by human traffickers to a man named Song Maoxue as his son." When Song Maoxue was mentioned, Song Yunxiu gritted his teeth, "Song Maoxue is a drunkard and a gambler. child."

"How could he treat a bought child well? Xiaoguai was only a few years old at that time, and he was powerless to resist."

"Later, Song Maoxue got drunk again..." Song Yunxiu paused, clenched his fists unconsciously, as if he couldn't bear to continue talking.

The lines of Lu Si's face were tense, and a heart hung in his throat.

"He locked Xiaoguai, who was only eight years old at the time, in a small black room, and injured Xiaoguai's right leg with a steel pipe, which was seriously injured."

"Later, it was because of procrastination that he didn't treat it in time, which left sequelae. Until now, Xiaoguai's right leg still hurts from time to time. We also asked experts to treat him, but it can't be cured anymore."