Brother he died again [Quick Transmigration]

Song Nian seemed to have entered the darkness, and when he opened his eyes, it was a familiar setting and... familiar people.

"Zhiyu!" Song Nian couldn't help but see his younger brother busy in front of the computer, his eyes turned red. When this scene appeared in front of him, he really felt that everything was worth it.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Song Zhiyu rubbed his eyes, turned his head and looked at his brother sitting beside him in a daze, and even reached out to touch his forehead.

"I'm fine." Song Nian looked at Song Zhiyu who was alive in front of his eyes, his heart was filled with all kinds of emotions, he wanted to say a thousand words, but he couldn't say a word for a while, his eyes were bulging and wanted to come out.He looked at his younger brother, felt the touch and temperature of his forehead, and told himself over and over again in ecstasy that he was his younger brother, a living younger brother.

Song Nian calmed down his mood and said to Zhiyu: "Zhiyu, let me take you out for shopping today." He just wants to take his younger brother together, watch him talk to him, smile at him, and act like a baby to himself , the eyes are full of their own appearance.

"Brother, why do you suddenly want to go shopping?" Zhiyu felt that Song Nian was a little abnormal, and asked suspiciously.

"I remember last time you said you wanted to buy a coat, but you didn't go with you because you had something to do, and you just happened to be free today."

"Oh! Yes! Brother, you actually remember!" Zhiyu put down what she was doing, left the computer and stood up happily.

"Go and pack up and change clothes, we'll go right away!" Looking at his happy younger brother, Song Nian smiled unconsciously.

Zhiyu changed into a black coat, and opened it to reveal the brown casual clothes inside. Her lower body was black trousers, which were clean and straight. She leaned against the door and looked over with raised eyebrows, "Brother, what do you think of me?"

"Of course my brother is handsome!" Facing his younger brother who came back from the dead, Song Nian praised without hesitation.

Zhiyu happily took his brother's hand and walked to the garage.Song Nian was startled, but the warm feeling in his palm made him not only not let go of Zhiyu's hand, but took the opportunity to hold it, Zhiyu raised his head and smiled at him as he walked.

Song Nian was very relieved to see monks wearing long robes and long trousers all over the street. He confirmed once again that he had returned from his mission and his brother was alive.

In the shopping mall, Song Nian gave Zhiyu almost all the clothes he saw and thought were suitable, wishing to buy him all the clothes in this street, making Zhiyu happy and funny.Men pick out clothes very quickly, not to mention that Song Nian is willing to spend more money for Zhiyu now. After a while, both of them are full of bags, and Zhiyu has to stop Song Nian from continuing to shop. .

The two were tired from shopping, so they found a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant. Song Nian, who hadn't touched modern food for a long time, ordered a lot of snacks, covering the whole table.

"Zhiyu, eat more!" Song Nian looked at his younger brother, putting any delicious food into Song Zhiyu's bowl.

"Brother! But I can't eat that much!" Zhiyu looked at Song Nian's cheerful and relaxed atmosphere, and for some reason, he also became happy.The meal took more than two hours, and both of them were a little full when they left.

Outside the window is the scene of late autumn, and the leaves on the roadside are all yellow, dangling and falling.

"Brother, why don't we walk back to digest food?" Song Nian nodded with a smile, he hadn't taken a walk with his brother for a long time.

The two smiled and walked in the late autumn sunset, Zhiyu bouncing ahead, grabbing the leaves that fell on their heads from time to time, and Song Nian followed behind, such a comfortable and leisurely life.

Suddenly there was a piercing sound of brakes, and Song Nian stretched out his hand only in time to feel Zhiyu's clothes passing by.

Time seemed to stand still, the exclamations of passers-by, the sirens of police cars, and the sounds of ambulances were all far away from him.Song Nian seemed to be taken out of his soul, but he just stared blankly at Song Nian being sent to the ambulance, watching him being pushed into the emergency room, and then pushed out coldly.

How could this happen, Song Nian asked himself in his mind more than once, but he couldn't even cry when he opened his mouth.

He was the only one on the way home, brother, how am I going to save you?

correct!My brother's novel!Song Nian thought of that cold system again, he still had a chance.

"System! I want to save my brother!"