Chapter 401 welcome to join

Xu Yue slowly squeezed her hand and laughed at herself, "I..."

A tender little hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, "Welcome to join Class 3."

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

Moved for no reason.

"Thank you--"

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

Be excluded and isolated in the upper class. Everyone despised her and looked down on her identity as an illegitimate daughter.

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

So when Song Jingwan threw an olive branch and was willing to be friends with her, she fell into it. She wants everyone's approval too much, and Song Jingwan is a recognized lady.

Excellent and gentle.

But after getting along, Xu Yue discovered that this person is actually not gentle at all. On the contrary, there is a very dark side hidden in her private.

During those few days, while waiting to die in a darkened room, she was scared at first, but Xu Yue finally gave birth to a little peace.

She thought a lot...

The more I recall, the more I found out that she was a fool before. Being used as a fool, and being directed round and round.

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

Now, looking at Song Yaoyao's clear eyes, she only felt extremely guilty.

Sorry, I did so many bad things to you before——

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Seven o'clock in the evening.

The corridor in the hospital was quiet, Song Wenchuan's ward was turned on with lights on, and he watched the video on the tablet over and over again.

Play slowly and keep watching the performance of "him" in the video. The more I watch it, the more ridiculous it becomes.

This is not him--

Absolutely not!

"True."

The knock on the door suddenly pulled 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.

"In."

Song Wenchuan took the tablet away unhurriedly and turned his head. When I saw someone coming, my eyes lit up, "Fairy? Are you out of school?"

A smile came to his eyes, and he waved to Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoya carried his schoolbag, and his body was still cold from the outside.

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

He picked up the fruit knife, and the sick clothes were empty on him, and he was thinner recently.

Song Yaoya shook his head and looked at him steadily.

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

"Big Brother."

Song Yaoyao's voice was waxy, and he screamed obediently.

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

"Tsk-suddenly so behaved, I'm not used to it."

Song Wenchuan smiled, he cut the apples into pieces, put them in the fruit bowl and handed them to Song Yaoyao. Reached out and touched her face, it was cold.

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

Song Yao's lips were pursed, she swallowed the apple and shook her head, "No, elder brother-he is good to me."

She didn't know how to face Song Wenchuan. The soul of her own brother had once resided in him, and Song Yaoya didn't know if it would harm him.

She feels that sometimes she is scary, because she still wants to see her brother again, but—

(End of this chapter)