Obviously, Song Shihuan didn't expect this to be the case.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that every time I quarrel with Shi Mingyuan, I always feel that I am not on the same channel.

He had his reason, and she had her reason.

The tip of the needle is the same as Mai Mang, no one will accept anyone, and no one will easily explain, so it is really rare for Shi Mingyuan to talk to her calmly like now.

It is precisely because of the hard-won that I always feel sad.

It's more of a grievance, right?

I have been wronged since I was a child.

It was as if the previous carelessness piled up at a certain moment, and then inadvertently threw in a match, completely igniting that emotion, and at this point, it was out of control.

And Shi Mingyuan always quarreled with her, as if in his eyes, she had never done anything right.

It's hard to find that.

So as soon as he spoke, Song Shihuan couldn't control his tears.

Pulling the quilt to cover his head, he couldn't bear it at first, but he just cried quietly, quietly, and it looked calm.

Later, some whispered sobs were heard, and the figure trembled slightly.

Shi Mingyuan saw it in his eyes.

Then he frowned and turned his head to look away, his eyes were red, and he tried his best to endure it, and it took a while to move his gaze to her again, and stared at her for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that." The tone was as casual as possible: "You haven't eaten for a day, and now that you have slept now, it's time to go out to take a breath." ”

As he spoke, he leaned over and pulled away Song Shihuan's tightly wrapped quilt, and while helping her up, he said: "The neurosurgery professor who examined you today was invited by someone through my relationship, and I haven't said half a word of thanks to anyone until now, I asked Uncle Mao to set a place in Minglou, just to have a meal together." ”

Song Shihuan was reluctantly pulled up from the bed by him.

Thinking that the reason why he was injured was caused by him, he felt a little unhappy.

So it stands to reason that he owes everyone a favor and thanks to others, and he deserves it!

Thinking so in my heart, I naturally didn't say much politeness.

raised his hand to wipe the tears from his cheeks, and said angrily: "It's my business!" ”

Shi Mingyuan: "......"

If Song Shihuan had talked to her like this before, he would have slapped her earlier.

It's not because she has injuries on her body, what can she do!

Bear with me!

However, more or less, it is inevitable that there will be some complaints: "That brother is not for you?" Seeing that she was willing to speak, I was still somewhat comforted, so after finishing speaking, I immediately went to the cloakroom next to her and got a coat to put on her.

"Since I was a child, you always only tell your eldest brother about anything, and ignore me, oh, you know that your eldest brother won't work there, so you come to me and don't make it clear, you know that I and my eldest brother are not the same way, and it is impossible for everything to be done by you! I can't say it clearly, how can I ......"

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Shihuan again: "Where did I come from...... Hiss! ”

It's just that he just spoke.

The scar on the left cheek near the base of the ear was scratched by the glass, and it was involved in the wound because she spoke loudly without scruples, and she couldn't help but gasp in pain.

Shi Mingyuan has always said something, and he is used to being noisy with Song Shihuan.

It is also a habit for her to be counted.

Hearing her suddenly raise her voice, I realized that I felt that I was in pain, and I was thinking about how to remedy it for a while, when I saw that she was like a defeated rooster before she finished speaking.

In an instant, he burst out laughing.