In the end, Ta focused his eyes on the body of a person in the picture, and some complex emotions flashed in his eyes, but in the end, they all condensed into bone-eating hatred.

Wait, the show is just beginning.

"Miss Yu, where is my sister?" The voice was neither high nor low, and the content of the speech was also very simple, but it successfully made everyone present retract the smile on their faces.

Yu Qinglime looked at the dusty Song Zhongjing, raised his hand and pointed to the operating room, without saying a word.

Seeing this, Song Zhongjing restrained his steps to rush in with the last shred of reason, and asked softly with trembling lips, "When will she be sent out?"

Common sense is this, the operating room that saves lives and helps the injured is not something that any person can enter.

Everyone present was a little unbearable, Mi's mother had tears in her eyes, she only snuggled in Mi's father's arms, gently wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and didn't dare to disturb Song Zhongjing, who was full of sadness.

She was naturally glad that her daughter was saved. But in front of a bereaved person, if she still showed a trace of joy, then she would be too sorry for the free donation of the girl in the operating room.

Yu Mochen opened his mouth, his eyes flashed with a little sadness, and then he said to Song Zhongjing: "Song Tongtong will be sent to the ward soon, please wait patiently." ”

"Good. Song Zhongjing's voice seemed to come out of his throat, and it was very depressing.

After saying this, Yu Mochen turned around and went into the operating room to arrange relevant matters, not daring to delay a minute further.

As a brother and an elder, he can feel the pain in his center. Yu Mochen didn't dare to imagine that if this happened to his sister one day, would he be able to be as calm and restrained as Song Zhongjing.

In the ward specially arranged for Song Tongtong, Song Zhongjing moved a stool and sat in front of her bed, carefully picked up her bloody hands, and gently blew on the wound.

"Tongtong, don't be afraid, my brother is here. Tongtong, it hurts, right? Brother blows it for you, and it won't hurt if you blow it. If it doesn't hurt, you can open your eyes and look at your brother, okay?"

In the end, Song Zhongjing couldn't cry anymore.

Lying on the bed was his sister. He has depended on each other since he was a child, and his sister who is willing to give everything to protect.

She was just such a small lump, lying on the bed obediently, quietly, no different from falling asleep as usual. But this time, she couldn't wake up again.

"Tongtong, you have been very sensible and obedient since you were a child, and you never caused trouble for your brother. Compared with those little girls of the same age, who are coquettish and crying, you will in turn comfort me who loves to cry, saying: Brother doesn't cry, Tongtong is very happy and happy. ”

As he spoke, Song Zhongjing raised his hand and gently stroked Song Tongtong's scarred forehead, one by one, and tied her blood-stained hair.

Although they were poor when they were children, no matter when Song Zhongjing came home, their home was always neat and fragrant. Because Song Tongtong loves cleanliness, he will always clean up everything neatly and wipe it clean.

Like all other beauty-loving little girls, although Song Tongtong will not shout to ask Song Zhongjing to buy her any small floral skirts and little butterfly hairpins.

But she would always keep her long hair neat, and there would never be a trace of dirt on her washed faded and white clothes, which would carry the smell of soap and sunshine.

But now Song Tongtong, in order to take care of Yang Che and work, has already cut off the long black hair that she would be sad about, and turned it into a neat short hair.

Because of the car accident, there is still blood on the hair on her forehead, and it is messy on her forehead at the moment. And her smooth and fair face was now full of scars cut from the car window, and her cheeks were still stained with dust.

"Tongtong, my brother knows that you love cleanliness, so I'll fetch you water now to wipe off all the dust. Look at you, it's really, it's all so dirty, I don't know how to get up and clean up. ”

Song Zhongjing used the basin in the room to take the warm water, moistened the towel again, and carefully wiped the stains on Song Tongtong's face.

Song Zhongjing rubbed softly, and said softly, "Tongtong, after packing up, my brother will take you home and go back to City B, okay?"

"You can't tell me again this time, if you want to stay in City A because of Yang Che's bastard. You gave him your youth, your love. But he can't give you anything, oh no, my brother is wrong here. ”

After a pause, Song Zhongjing washed the dirty towel in his hand, replaced it with a basin of water, and continued to wipe Song Tongtong's hair.

"Over the years, I have known that Yang Che may be a good person, but his family is by no means good. Maybe in the beginning, he did give you a lot of happy and beautiful memories. But after that, all he brings you is endless grievances and pain. ”

Because of the death of both their parents, Song Tongtong was particularly eager to have a complete home, and she firmly believed that Yang Che could give him this home.

But in the end, under the pressure of his family, Yang Che brought Song Tongtong disappointment again and again. So later, Song Zhongjing thought clearly, no matter how much his sister liked that man, they couldn't come together in the end.

There is not so much truth, it's just a silly girl who is stupidly in love with a man who is strong on the surface but is actually cowardly, and endlessly deceives herself.

Putting down the towel in his hand, Song Zhongjing leaned over slightly and dropped the kiss to Song Tongtong's forehead, full of pity and distress between relatives.

There was silence in the room for a moment, and then I only heard Song Zhongjing's somewhat choked voice and said, "Tongtong, I'm sorry, my brother didn't protect you well, I'm late." ”

It's a pity that the kind girl can no longer open her eyes and smile playfully at her brother, saying, "It's okay, my brother will come early next time." ”

Outside the house, Yang Che, who had been clinging to the door and listening carefully to the movements in the house, closed his eyes in pain, but tears still stubbornly flowed from the corners of his eyes. Thinking of the call he had just received, he straightened up again, gritted his teeth and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me. ”

As soon as he heard Yang Che's voice, Song Zhongjing's originally soft face suddenly tightened and changed to a cold appearance, "Tongtong doesn't want to see you." ”

"I know. Saying this, Yang Che felt a dense pain in his heart, which he heard with his own ears, and the last sentence she said had something to do with him, and he couldn't forget it in this life.

"Then what are you doing here?" Song Zhongjing looked at Yang Che coldly, but now he didn't know about Yang Che and Yang Qiao's relationship, if he knew, I was afraid that he wouldn't even have the opportunity to coexist peacefully with Yang Che like now.

"The person in charge of investigating the accident was a friend of mine, who inspected Tongtong's car and found that the brakes and airbags had been damaged. As for the other car involved in the crash, the brakes were also damaged to varying degrees. ”

Hearing this, Song Zhongjing officially raised his head to look at Yang Che for the first time, and his voice was a cold trill, "So, you mean to say that this car accident is not an accident." ”