She is not as arrogant as Song Jingwan, nor is she moody as Song Jingwan.It's a simple conversation, and the gesture is not too intimate.But Song Wenchuan felt the warmth he hadn't felt for a long time, he lowered his head and took a sip, his nose sour in an instant."
Is it good?"
Song Weiwei's eyes flashed, she pursed her lower lip and asked softly.Song Wenchuan drank up the chicken soup in one go, nodded with a smile, "It's delicious, it's very delicious-" It's the taste of home.He handed the bowl to Song Weiwei, "Is there anything else?"
I want to drink another bowl. ”"Yes."
Song Weiwei was a little flattered, she hurriedly took it, guessing in her heart that Song Wenchuan was probably busy and hadn't eaten yet, she filled a bowl of soup and said, "I made some other ones at night, specially left for my brother, I haven't touched it, I'll use the microwave to heat it up for you, right?"
”Song Wenchuan pressed his stomach, it was warm.The warm chicken soup just soothed his aching stomach.He opened his lips, "Okay." ”Microwaving the meal was quick and a few minutes away.There were several dishes that Song Wenchuan liked to eat in front of the table, his hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and he raised his eyes to meet Song Weiwei's eyes, which were full of anticipation.When Song Wenchuan looked at it, he looked away embarrassedly.Song Wenchuan finally believed that the dishes that Song Weiwei said that were specially left for him were true.This sister, whom he rarely pays attention to, in private, already knows his preferences so well."
Vivi."
Song Wenchuan ate all the food, he watched Song Weiwei clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and suddenly stopped her, "Thank you." ”"Huh?
Thank you, if my brother likes it, I will make it for you every day in the future. ”Song Weiwei laughed, and she said softly: "We are a family." ”She has no family, and neither does Song Wenchuan.Since Song Jingwan doesn't know how to cherish it, why can't she get this family affection?
She'll definitely cherish it.Family......
When Song Wenchuan finished washing up and lay down on the bed, these three words still kept echoing in his mind.His stomach was warm, and he hadn't eaten such a satisfying meal in a long time.Song Wenchuan never thought that one day, the family affection he longed for would be obtained from the sister he rarely noticed.The body sank into the soft bed, and Song Wenchuan quickly fell into a deep sleep.It wasn't long before he fell asleep that he was woken up by a call from his mobile phone.The heart beats fast like a drum.Song Wenchuan was dizzy, almost wondering if he would die suddenly in the next second.He sat up and picked up his phone, "Jingwan?
”"Brother!
You help me contact Song Miao!
Song Miao hurt me!!
”The sharp, neurotic words made Song Wenchuan have a headache to the extreme.He frowned, "Jingwan, you are in country H, and you are in China."
And with her slender temperament, she will never take the initiative to harm others. ”"You don't believe me??
Would you rather believe Song Miao than believe me?!
Do you know what I've become now?
I became an old woman!!
My skin's vitality is draining!
I'm going to get older!
Doesn't Song Miao know how to heal?
She did all this, she hurt me!!
”With a sharp voice, Song Wenchuan had to move his phone, and he took a deep breath, "She has no motive to hurt you, I believe her." ”"Heh, what did you say?"
Song Jingwan sneered, "Are you my brother?"
Why do you always turn your elbows out?
You've never thought of me as a sister, have you?
Song Miao has hurt me like this, do you still only believe her?
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