Chapter 232 Mental Illness

Song Jingwan raised her head and looked at Song Wenchuan angrily, "Brother, when can you pay attention to me, I will be unhappy! I will also be unhappy! Who else do you think will bully me in school? Except for Who else can Song Yaoyao have?"

Song Wenchuan looked into her eyes and saw deep resentment.

The hand he was about to land on her head froze and fell slowly.

Song Wenchuan said: "Jing Wan, but most of your unhappiness stems from being slender. Maybe you can try to accept her, maybe it will be easier."

"Hey, accept her?"

Song Jingwan bit her lip and stubbornly refused to bow her head, "Impossible!"

Having experienced such a thing in the resort, how could it be possible to coexist peacefully.

"Jingwan, you are all my sisters." Song Wenchuan sighed, he didn't understand, Song Jingwan has been favored by her parents, but she is still domineering. She is not allowed to be a brother, and she will give Song Yaoyao some insignificant things. focus on.

Is the jealousy of girls so strong?

"Then brother, do you know how Song Yaoyao treated me today?"

Song Jingwan cried and pulled out her sleeves, with a circle of bruises on her wrists, "She cut my hand and slammed my face into the wall! She grabbed my hair and forced me to kneel for her! My classmates saw it, brother! Do you understand that feeling? Huh? I wish I had died!"

Song Wenchuan was shocked to find that when he heard these accusations, his heart was actually very calm.

He was like a bystander, watching Song Jingwan cry with cold eyes.

He and Song Jingwan grew up in a family, but until now, he couldn't understand this girl. She seemed to be crying irrationally, but she would actually quietly look at his expression from the corner of her eye.

"Don't cry yet," he put his hand on her shoulder and comforted her softly, "Why did Yaoyao do it to you? Can you tell my brother the reason? If it's really her fault, Jingwan, I will stand on your side."

Song Jingwan's back stiffened, and then she stopped crying in disbelief, took two steps back with wide eyes, avoiding Song Wenchuan's comfort.

"Brother, don't you believe me?"

Song Wenchuan said: "I just want to know the cause of this incident."

"I don't want to say. When you asked this sentence, did you ever think about how sad I was?" Song Jingwan's voice was cold, she wiped away her tears, opened the car door and got in the car, "Go back, I'm tired."

"Quietly-"

Song Wenchuan pinched his brows and looked at her completely refusing to communicate with him, a little impetuous in his heart.

The car drove onto the asphalt road, and Song Wenchuan handed her a wet tissue, "Wipe your face, it won't be pretty if you cry badly."

Song Jingwan took it, her eyelashes drooping, her eyes suddenly filled with anger.

"Brother, can't you just be my brother?" she murmured.

"Jingwan, stop joking," Song Wenchuan frowned, "I know a very good psychiatrist. I'll take you to see me, okay?"

"You think I'm mentally ill?! I'm not sick! Why go to a psychiatrist!"

The girl's shrill voice sounded in the car. During this period of time, she was frequently injured, but Song Yaoyao was enjoying herself in the school!

Song Jingwan was going crazy, and she couldn't stop panicking in her heart.

This is everything to her, she will never be taken away by Song Yaoyao!

"I didn't mean that, I just thought you might be putting too much pressure on yourself." Song Wenchuan tore off his tie, not knowing how to explain it to her.