If the victims of Song Yaoyao’s beatings saw what Song Wenchuan was thinking at that moment, they would be completely confused. Sure, he could say she was precious. But delicate and weak? Was he sure?
Song Jingwan stopped outside the door. She took a deep breath and said in a gentle voice, “Gege.”
“Jingwan?”
Song Wenchuan was surprised. As he looked at the calm Song Yaoyao, he had a complex mix of feelings inside.
After experiencing so much, he had lost all hope that these two sisters would reconcile.
“How did you find time to visit? I heard from Mom that you’ve been practicing singing for the New Year Festival. Will you have enough time after visiting me?”
“I…”
Song Jingwan froze as she adjusted her hair. “Yes, that’s true, but how could Mom tell you about something so insignificant?”
How could Song Jingwan let go of this opportunity to shine? Since she couldn’t take part in the play, she decided to sing.
Initially, her plan was to shock Song Yaoyao and catch the third class by surprise. But now…
She glanced at Song Yaoyao. It looked like she didn’t hear anything and her focus was on something else.
Song Jingwan felt as though she was thin air.
This realization made Song Jingwan angry and filled with hate.
Song Jingwan approached Song Wenchuan’s side and grabbed his arm cutely.
Song Yaoyao looked at the siblings. They each had a wheelchair. Why did it look so comical?
“By the way, I never got the chance to ask you whether your arms and legs were also injured in the car accident.”
“Ahem…”
Song Yaoyao rubbed her nose and said calmly, “You guys chat. I am going to the top floor to visit Grandpa Huo.”
After saying this, she rushed out of the room.
“This brat…is always in such a hurry.”
Song Wenchuan raised his eyebrows, not noticing the anger in Song Jingwan’s eyes.
She wanted to expose Song Yaoyao, but she knew Song Wenchuan had no reason to believe her. She had to give him a reasonable explanation. So regardless of whether her injuries were caused by the car accident, she decided no one would ever know the truth!
“Y-yes…” she nodded as tears formed in her eyes and she leaned against Song Wenchuan’s shoulder. “Brother, you were so silly. If you didn’t try to protect me, your injuries wouldn’t have been so bad! Do you know how regretful I am? If I didn’t sulk and force you to pick me up…”
Her tears wet Song Wenchuan’s shirt. Song Wenchuan was amused. “I am your brother. It’s only normal to protect my sister when she’s in danger. Isn’t this only right?” he comforted.
Song Jingwan looked down.
She knew Song Wenchuan was really good and he treated her really well.
But…
She wasn’t his one and only as she hoped.
…
Song Yaoyao visited Elder Huo first before she went to look for Elder Shen.
At that time, Elder Shen was watering his flowers. He was growing healthier by the day, and when he saw Song Yaoyao, he was ecstatic.
“Brat, come here. Hurry!”
He waved his hand. “You came at the right time. If you came any later, you might not have seen me!”
Song Yaoyao giggled. “Why? Are you planning to leave the hospital and go home?”
Elder Shen’s condition had already stabilized over ten days ago, but his family insisted he stay for further monitoring. The examination results were naturally surprising. At the same time, they developed fear and respect for the girl who treated Elder Shen.
But, who could guarantee a life free from illness and challenges?
