"I gonna go see."
Song Weiwei nodded hurriedly, this was Song Yaoyao's former home after all, she didn't need Song Weiwei to lead the way, she knew which room Song Wenchuan lived in.
"Give me something, you wait outside."
Song Yaoyao stretched out his hand, and Huo Si immediately handed the medicine box to Song Yaoyao respectfully, and when the door was closed, he stood guard outside the door like a door god, not allowing anyone to approach.
Song Weiwei looked at the vicious Huo Si, and stepped back wisely.
Song Yaoyao thought that Song Wenchuan simply had a fever, but when she saw it with her own eyes, she realized that he was in a daze rather than sickness.
Sometimes she was called by her name, and sometimes she was called Song Jingwan.
His voice was hoarse, tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes, and the pillow was wet with tears.
She opened the medicine box and took out the silver needle from it.
A few minutes later…
Song Wenchuan gradually improved and woke up slowly.
Song Yaoyao lowered her eyes and put away the silver needle.
Song Wenchuan hadn't forgotten that he was at home. Seeing Song Yaoyao at Song's house, he even thought he was dreaming.
"Yoyy..."
He stretched out his hand and tentatively touched Song Yaoyao's face, "I'm sorry..."
"What happened to you?"
Song Yaoyao frowned, staring at him steadfastly, letting his palm press against her cheek, without avoiding it.
The warm and delicate touch, as well as the soft, waxy, concerned voice made Song Wenchuan stunned.
He recovered a bit of sanity, and asked in a daze, "You're young? Am I dreaming?"
Song Yaoyao was speechless, "Why don't you pinch yourself to see if it hurts?"
After finishing speaking, Song Wenchuan immediately pinched his own arm.
He let out a muffled grunt in pain, and let go of his hand. You can see that his skin is red, which shows that the attack was serious.
Song Yaoyao: "... what happened?"
It's so abnormal, it's not like what Song Wenchuan would do.
"I… "
He pulled his lips, unable to smile at all.
In the past, he always hoped that Song Yaoyao would come back and still be his sister. But later, he realized clearly that in this family, no one welcomed Song Yaoyao except him.
As for Song Yaoyao in the Huo family, she was the princess held in the palm of everyone's hands.
She is living so well and happily, so what right does he have to disturb her
But just last night, he accidentally learned from Song Jingwan that it was not an accident that Song Yaoyao slid down the hill that time, but Song Jingwan did it on purpose! !
She is murder! !
"If it's not convenient to say it, you don't have to say it."
Song Yaoyao interrupted him lightly, put two fingers together and pressed them against his wrist.
"Don't worry too much, don't put too much pressure on yourself. If—" she paused, she looked at Song Wenchuan, "If you're really tired, you can take a rest."
The girl's voice was soft, seemingly indifferent, but in fact there was an unconcealable concern in her eyes.
Song Wenchuan smiled, he suddenly opened his arms and hugged Song Yaoyao tightly.
"you-"
Song Yaoyao struggled a bit, and then heard Song Wenchuan's muffled voice, "Let me hug you, please..."
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips.
"Yoyao, I'm sorry."
He didn't know until now how many things he had done to hurt Yaoyao. She trusted him so much, and finally regarded him as her elder brother. Why did she change later
He thought he knew it, but now he realized that it wasn't the whole truth at all.
"You must be very disappointed, right? For my brother." Song Wenchuan smiled wryly. He didn't dare to look directly at Song Yaoyao, for fear that he would be unable to speak out if her clean eyes stared at him. He could only do so in this way.