"Yoyao, don't make trouble—"
Song Wenchuan frowned, trying to pull Song Yaoyao away.
However, she found that she was gripping very tightly. As soon as she opened one finger, she immediately gripped it again.
Song Wenchuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he yelled helplessly, "Song Yaoyao! Believe it or not, I'll beat you up if you make trouble again? If you're sick, don't go to the hospital. If something happens, you'll regret it!"
"I'm fine."
Song Yaoyao's lips were dry, and her voice was weak like a milk cat.
She sat up with Song Wenchuan's strength, and looked at him stubbornly, "The car is parked here. I just saw a candied chestnut shop across the road. Go and buy it for me."
"Yaoyao, stop making trouble."
Song Jingwan got out of the car and stood behind Song Wenchuan, "You have to pick your time to be willful, brother is very worried about you."
But Song Yaoyao, who was always obedient, was uncharacteristically this time and was very noisy.
"I want to eat, you buy it for me now!"
She raised her voice, which sounded a little shrill because of her hoarse voice.
Song Wenchuan felt distressed and helpless, "Go to the hospital first, and when the doctor says you're fine, I'll buy you whatever you want, okay?"
"not good!"
She tugged on Song Wenchuan's sleeve, "I know my own body, hurry up! Hurry up!"
The light in the carriage was very dark, Song Wenchuan couldn't see her expression clearly, only a pair of black and white pupils had a particularly paranoid expression. His tone was hurried, as if he wanted to drive him away.
Song Wenchuan frowned, doubts arose in his heart, "Yaoyao, tell brother, did you see something?"
"I saw candied chestnuts."
The little girl lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were wet.
She licked her lips, "Anyway, if you don't buy it, then I won't leave, hurry up!"
"Okay, okay, can I buy it?"
Song Wenchuan let out a sigh of relief, and turned his head to watch the cars coming and going. There was indeed a sugar-fried chestnut shop across the road.
The little girl has good eyesight.
"Are you really okay? Where did it hurt just now?"
"Oh, are you annoying! Go quickly~~" Song Yaoyao stretched out a pair of small hands to push him.
Song Wenchuan had nothing to do with her. Seeing a little blood on her face, he nodded, "Go, go, can you do it now? You are really my little ancestor, so let's do it!"
He shook his head, dodged the passing vehicles, and ran to buy sugar-fried chestnuts for Song Yaoyao.
For a while, only Song Jingwan and Song Yaoyao were left beside the car.
The uncomfortable feeling on Song Yaoyao's body hadn't eased yet, she was wrapped in Song Wenchuan's coat, panting for breath.
Song Jingwan stood outside the car door watching, and suddenly laughed.
"Yaoyao, did you pretend just now? It looks like it."
The night sky was so foggy that not even a single star could be seen. There was a smile in the girl's voice, light and airy.
There was a mockery in those eyes.
Song Yaoyao was wrapped in a coat, only showing a pair of eyes to look at her, and said nothing.
"Is it interesting to toss my brother like this?" Song Jingwan stretched out her hand to hold the car door, "Don't he care about you enough, doesn't he love you enough?"
Even with you here, he even ignored me!
"Pffff—"
Song Yaoyao was amused by her words, but she was not feeling well, and her smile was weak.
She suddenly grabbed Song Jingwan's collar and pulled her upper body in.
In the dark carriage, the two looked at each other, and Song Yaoyao smiled inexplicably.
"Do you think he doesn't love you? They are all his sisters, no matter which one he cares about. You think he treats me too well, but it's just because of your possessiveness. You wish I were dead. His eyes You are the only one here!"