Chapter 1002： Song Wenchuan's apology

Chapter 1002 Song Wenchuan’s Apology

"I went to see."

Song Weiwei nodded hurriedly, this is the home of Song Yaoyao anyway, without Song Weiwei leading the way, she knows where Song Wenchuan lives.

"Give me things, you wait outside."

Song Yaoya stretched out his hand, and Huo Si immediately handed the medicine box to Song Yaoya respectfully. When the door was closed, he was like a door **** to guard the door, not allowing anyone to approach.

Song Weiwei looked at the fierce Huo Si, and stepped aside wisely.

Song Yaoyao thought that Song Wenchuan had a simple fever, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he realized that he was not so much sick as he was in a demon.

One will call her name, and the other will be 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 got better and woke up slowly.

Song Yaoyao looked down and put away the silver needle.

Song Wenchuan hasn't forgotten that he is at home. Seeing Song Yaoya in the Song family, he even thought he was dreaming.

"Fairy..."

He stretched out his hand, tentatively touching Song Yaoya's face, "I'm sorry..."

"What happened to you?"

Song Yaoya frowned and stared at him fixedly, letting his palm rest against his cheek, without evading.

The warm and delicate touch, soft and waxy, with a somewhat concerned voice, made Song Wenchuan stunned.

He regained his sanity, and asked in a daze: "Slim? Am I dreaming?"

Song Yaoyao was speechless, "How about you pinch yourself to try if it hurts?"

When the words fell, Song Wenchuan immediately pinched his own arm.

With a painful grunt, he let go of his hand, and he can see that his skin is red, which shows that his hand is not light.

Song Yaoyao: "...what happened?"

Such an abnormality is not like what Song Wenchuan would do.

"I……"

He pulled his lips and couldn't laugh at all.

In the past, he always hoped that Song Yaoya would come back, and he would still be his sister. But later, he recognized that in this house, no one but him welcomed Song Yaoyao.

And Song Yaoyao is the princess in the Huo's family.

She lived so well and so happy, what right did he have to disturb her?

But just last night, he accidentally learned from Song Jingwan that the time Song Yaoya slid down the hill was not an accident, it was Song Jingwan intentionally! !

She is murder! !

"If it is not convenient to say, you can leave it alone."

Song Yaoya interrupted him faintly, and put her **** together and pressed them to his wrist.

"Don't be too heavy on your mind, don't put too much pressure on yourself. If--" She paused, and looked at Song Wenchuan, "If you are really tired, you can take a break."

The girl's voice was soft, seemingly cold, but there was an unconcealable concern in her eyes.

Song Wenchuan smiled, he suddenly opened his arms and hugged Song Yaoya tightly.

"you--"

Song Yaoya struggled for a while, and heard Song Wenchuan's dull voice, "Let me give it a hug, please..."

Song Yao's lips pressed.

"Sorry, sorry."

He didn't know until now how many things he had done to hurt the young. She trusted him so much and finally took him as her brother. Why did she change later?

He thought he knew, and only now discovered that it was not the whole truth at all.

"You must be very disappointed? To my elder brother." Song Wenchuan smiled bitterly. He didn't dare to look directly at Song Yaoyao, for fear that he would not be able to tell when she was watching her clean eyes. He could only do this in this way.

(End of this chapter)