Chapter 1002
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"I'll go take a look."
Song Weiwei nodded hurriedly. This used to be Song Yaoyao's home. She didn't need Song Weiwei to lead the way. She knew which room Song Wen-chuan was in.
"Give me the things. You guys wait outside."
Song Yaoyao stretched out her hand. Ho Si immediately handed the medicine box to Song Yaoyao respectfully. When the door was closed, he stood guard outside like a guardian, not allowing anyone to come close.
Song Weiwei looked at the fierce Ho Si and tactfully retreated to the side.
Song Yaoyao thought that Song Wen-chuan was simply having a fever. But when she saw it with her own eyes, she realized that rather than saying that he was sick, it was better to say that he was possessed.
One moment he called her name, the next moment he called Song Jingwan.
His voice was hoarse, and tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes. The pillow was wet with tears.
She opened the medicine box and took out the silver needles.
A few minutes later …
Song Wen-chuan gradually recovered and slowly woke up.
Song Yaoyao looked down and put away the silver needles.
Song Wen-chuan didn't forget that he was at home. When he saw Song Yaoyao at the Song family's house, he even thought that he was dreaming.
"Yaoyao …"
He reached out his hand and tried to touch Song Yaoyao's face. "I'm sorry …"
"What's wrong with you?"
Song Yaoyao frowned and stared at him. She let his palm touch her cheek and didn't move away.
The warm and delicate touch, as well as the soft and caring voice, stunned Song Wen-chuan.
He recovered a little and asked blankly, "Yaoyao? Am I not dreaming? "
Song Yaoyao was speechless. "Why don't you pinch yourself to see if it hurts?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Wenchuan immediately pinched his own arm.
He groaned in pain and let go of his hand. His skin was red, and it was clear that he had not been gentle.
Song Yaoyao: "… What happened?"
Song Wenchuan's abnormal behavior didn't seem like something he would do.
"I …"
His lips twitched, but he couldn't smile at all.
In the past, he had always hoped that Song Yaoyao would come back and that she was still his sister. But later, he realized that other than him, no one else in this house welcomed Song Yaoyao.
In the Huo Family, Song Yaoyao was treated like a princess.
She was living such a good and happy life. What right did he have to disturb her?
But last night, he accidentally found out from Song Jingwan that Song Yaoyao had slipped down the hill not by accident, but by Song Jingwan on purpose!!
This was murder!!
"If it's not convenient for you to say, you don't have to."
Song Yaoyao calmly interrupted him and pressed two fingers against his wrist.
"Don't think too much and don't give yourself too much pressure. If … "She paused and looked into Song Wen-chuan's eyes." If you're really tired, you can rest for a while. "
The girl's voice was soft and seemed cold, but her eyes were filled with unconcealable concern.
Song Wen-chuan smiled. He suddenly opened his arms and hugged Song Yaoyao tightly.
"You …"
Song Yaoyao struggled for a while and heard Song Wen-chuan's muffled voice. "Let me hug you, please …"
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips.
"Yaoyao, I'm sorry."
Only now did he realize how many things he had done to hurt Yaoyao. She trusted him so much and finally treated him as her brother. Why did it change in the end?
He thought that he knew, but now he realized that it was not the whole truth.
"You must be very disappointed. To me, your brother. " Song Wen-chuan smiled bitterly. He didn't dare to look at Song Yaoyao directly. He was afraid that if he was stared at by her clear eyes, he wouldn't be able to say anything. He could only use this method.
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