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Chapter 289

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I don't have a sister anymore.

Then, he brought Song Yaoyao upstairs.

The air was filled with the smell of medicine. The second floor was much quieter.

"Mom, I'm back."

Wei Ning knocked on the door.

"Ning Ning, you're back?" The woman's weak voice was heard. "Come in. Why are you back so early today?"

His eyes were red as he forced a smile. "I wanted to come back early to accompany you!"

Then, he turned to Song Yaoyao and pleaded softly, "Miss Song, can you not tell my mom that you're a doctor?"

They had experienced too much hope and disappointment. Now, Wei Ning didn't dare to give Mother Wei any hope.

Song Yaoyao nodded gently.

When the door opened, a stronger smell of disinfectant wafted over.

The room was specially decorated. There was even a ventilator at the side.

The haggard woman was lying on the bed. She was so thin that she was just a bag of bones. Her face was sallow, and the back of her hand was full of needle marks.

She exuded a rotten and deathly aura.

Song Yaoyao didn't like this. She liked sunshine, lively, and lively things.

Because in her previous life, she had also exuded such an aura while lying on the bed waiting for death.

Her heart beat slowly until it stopped.

"You child, there are so many things to do in the company. You still … Hm? Who is this girl? "

Mother Wei's eyes lit up. She had a daughter in the past, but she died right after she was born.

She had fantasized countless times. What would her daughter look like when she was born?

She had big eyes with distinct black and white, a delicate face, and a head of soft black hair. She could tie her hair into all kinds of little braids. Everything was in line with her imagination, and her eyes were in a trance.

"She really looks like her …"

She waved at Song Yaoyao. "Child, come here."

Song Yaoyao's eyes flashed. She walked over obediently and said softly, "Hello, Auntie."

"Hey —"

Mother Wei smiled and was especially happy. "You're so pretty. You and Ning Ning are …?"

She didn't think of Wei Ning and Song Yaoyao together. She thought they were just friends. The main reason was that Song Yaoyao looked too young, like she was underage.

Song Yaoyao smiled sweetly. "Auntie, Brother Wei and I are friends. I heard that Auntie is sick, so I came with him to take a look! " She used the same coquettish tone that she used to use with her mother. Her voice rose at the end as if she was hiding a little tail. She gently tugged at her mother's hand and asked, "Auntie, I forgot to bring a gift. You won't be angry with me, right?"

The little girl's hands were as soft as cotton.

Mother Wei felt that the pain in her body had subsided. She smiled and shook her head. "Don't be angry, don't be angry! You're so obedient, how could Auntie bear to be angry with you! "

The emptiness in her heart seemed to have been filled when she saw Song Yaoyao.

Wei Ning knew that at that time, he was already very old.

He was supposed to have a sister. He remembered that he was still in school at that time. In the past, after school, he would run to play basketball with his classmates. He wouldn't go home until it was dark. However, ever since he knew that he was going to have a little sister, he would run home crazily after school every day. He would press his face against his mother's stomach and communicate with his sister.

He could be said to have witnessed that child grow up in his mother's stomach bit by bit. He made his mother's stomach round little by little.

He was in school on the day of his mother's birth. After school, everything was gone.

His mother told him that his sister had gone to heaven.

Little Wei Ning was dumbfounded. She hadn't opened the gift he had prepared for his sister. Why did she leave?

(End of chapter)

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