After all, he took Song Yaoyao upstairs.
The air is filled with the smell of medicine, and the second floor is relatively quiet, dead silent.
"Mom, I'm back."
Wei Ning knocked on the door.
"Ningning is back?" came the woman's weak voice, "Come in, why are you back so early today?"
He forced a smile with red eyes, "I want to come back to accompany you soon!"
Then he turned his head and begged Song Yaoyao in a low voice, "Miss Song, can you stop telling my mother that you are a doctor?"
They have experienced so much hope and disappointment that now, Wei Ning dare not give Wei Mu any hope.
Song Yaoyao nodded slightly.
As soon as the door opened, a stronger smell of disinfectant came.
The room is specially furnished, and there is a ventilator next to it.
The emaciated woman fell into the big bed, so thin that only a handful of bones remained. Her face was sallow, and the backs of her outstretched hands were full of needles.
There was an aura of decay and death emanating from her body.
Song Yaoyao doesn't like this, she likes the sun, and likes vibrant, lively things.
Because in her previous life, she also exuded such an aura, lying on the hospital bed waiting to die.
The heart beats slowly until it stops.
"You child, with so many things going on in the company, you still... um? Who is this girl?"
Wei's mother's eyes lit up. She also had a daughter before, but she died just after she was born.
She had imagined countless times, what would it be like if her daughter was born
Big black and white eyes, a face sculpted in pink and jade, and long black and soft hair, she can tie all kinds of braids for her. Everything was in line with her imagination, and her eyes were in a trance.
"It really looks like..."
She waved to Song Yaoyao, "Son, come here."
Song Yaoyao's eyes flickered, she walked over obediently, and called softly, "Hello, Auntie."
"Why-"
Wei's mother smiled, very happy, "The little girl is so beautiful, are you and our Ningning...?"
She didn't think of Wei Ning and Song Yaoyao together, she just thought they were friends, the main reason was that Song Yaoyao was too young, like a minor.
Song Yaoyao smiled sweetly, "Auntie, I'm friends with Big Brother Wei. I heard that Auntie is sick, so I'll come and take a look with him!" She used the tone she used to act coquettishly to her mother, with a raised ending as if hiding a little tail, Gently took her hand and asked: "Auntie, I forgot to bring a gift, you won't be angry with me, will you?"
The little girl's hands are as soft as cotton.
Mother Wei felt that the pain in her body had improved a lot. She smiled and shook her head again and again, "Don't be angry, don't be angry! You are so good, how can Auntie be willing to be angry with you!"
The vacancy in her heart seemed to be filled when she saw Song Yaoyao.
Wei Ning knew it, he was already very big at that time.
He was supposed to have a younger sister, remember when he was in school. In the past, after school, I just ran to play ball with my classmates, and I didn’t get home until it was dark. But ever since he knew he was going to have a little sister, he ran home after school every day, put his face against his mother's belly, and communicated with his sister.
That child, it can be said that he witnessed her growing up in the mother's belly bit by bit, and rounded up the mother's belly bit by bit.
He was at school the day his mother gave birth, and when he got home from school, there was nothing—
His mother told him that his sister had gone to heaven.
Xiao Wei Ning is stupid, she hasn't opened the gift he prepared for her sister, why did she leave