Chapter 401 Welcome to Join

Xu Yue slowly clenched her hands and laughed at herself, "I..."

A tender little hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, "Welcome to the third class."

Xu Yue raised her eyes in amazement, and met the girl's star-like eyes and the friendly smile inside. The missing place in her heart is slowly being filled.

Impressed for no reason.

"thanks--"

She admits that her identity is not visible, and her mother's methods are not aboveboard.

Excluded and isolated in high circles. Everyone despised her and looked down on her identity as an illegitimate daughter.

This, even when her mother became Mrs. Xu, did not change much.

So when Song Jingwan threw an olive branch and was willing to be her friend, she just fell in. She desperately wanted everyone's approval, and Song Jingwan was recognized as a famous lady.

Excellent and gentle.

But after getting along, Xu Yue found that this person was not gentle at all. On the contrary, she still hides a very dark side in private.

During those few days, when she was locked in a dark room waiting to die, she was scared at first, but at the back, Xu Yue actually felt a little calm.

She thought about it a lot...

The more she recalls, the more she realizes that she used to be a complete idiot. Being used as a fool and being directed round and round.

In fact, what kind of hatred does she have with Song Yaoyao? Song Yaoyao never even offended her.

Now, when she looked at Song Yaoyao's clean and distinct eyes, she only felt extremely guilty.

I'm sorry for doing so many bad things to you in the past-

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Seven o'clock in the evening.

The corridor in the hospital was silent. Song Wenchuan's ward was lighted on. He watched the video on the tablet over and over again.

Slow down, and constantly observe the performance of 'his' in the video, the more I watch it, the more absurd it becomes.

It's not him-

Absolutely not!

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

The knock on the door suddenly brought Song Wenchuan's thoughts back to reality. He rubbed his stiff face and found that he had been in a daze for a long time.

"Enter."

Song Wenchuan calmly put away the tablet and turned his head. When he saw the person coming, his eyes lit up, "Slim? Are you out of school?"

With a smile on his face, he waved to Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao was carrying a schoolbag on her back, and her body still carried the chill from the outside.

"Is it cold outside? Eat an apple? Brother will cut it for you."

He picked up the fruit knife, the hospital clothes were empty on him, and he had lost weight recently.

Song Yaoyao shook his head and looked at him fixedly.

Song Wenchuan thought it was funny, he raised his eyebrows, "Don't know me? Yesterday you called my brother. Come, call me again."

"Big brother."

Song Yaoyao's voice was glutinous, and she cried out obediently.

She slowly dragged her steps, walked to Song Wenchuan's hospital bed and sat down.

"Tsk - I'm not used to being so good all of a sudden."

Song Wenchuan smiled lowly. He cut the apple into pieces and put it in the fruit bowl and handed it to Song Yaoyao. He reached out and touched her face, which was cold.

He said: "when the car accident happened, I was still thinking, if I die. What should I do with my body? If Mr. Huo doesn't like her in the future, where should she go?"

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, she swallowed the apple and shook her head, "No, brother, he's been very good to me."

She didn't know how to face Song Wenchuan. Her own brother's soul once lived in him, and Song Yaoyao didn't know if it would hurt him.

She thinks she's scary sometimes, because she still wants to see her brother again, but—