From her Huixue Courtyard to her brother's Qingfeng Courtyard, it was only a moment's effort, because she knew that her brother and sister had a good relationship, so the courtyard was also in one place.

But when she was standing at the entrance of Song Yimo's courtyard, Song Yige couldn't help but stop, looking at the sky inexplicably, and the nurse urged her behind her.

Song Yige smiled and covered the sadness in his eyes: "I just feel that I have slept for a long time, and I haven't seen my brother for a long time, and I feel ...... for a while I'm afraid my brother will break up with me. ”

"My sister, the son is just a sister-in-law like you, even if she is separated from everyone in the house, she will not be separated from the girl, just go." The nurse smiled and pushed her behind her back.

As soon as Song Yige's front foot stepped into the courtyard, a maid greeted him with a smile: "The seventh girl is here, our son is looking forward to the girl, and there is almost no hope of wearing autumn water." ”

Song Yige bowed his head, and the steps under his feet couldn't help but speed up a little, and when he opened the curtain at the door and entered, he smelled the smell of medicine all over the house, and he rushed to his nose one after another.

In the warm room, a weak man was sitting on the couch with his clothes on, and when he saw her coming, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles: "Ge'er, you are here." ”

Looking at the pale man on the couch, Song Yige's nose was sour, his tears were uncontrollable, and he burst out.

Not only for him, but also for Xiao Yige.

These two brothers and sisters are not very good, so Mrs. Song will love them very much.

However, if there is a comparison, Xiao Yige is naturally better, but this is better, once compared with the other two sisters in the house, it will be a big discount.

Xiao Yige has had heart disease since she was a child, coupled with her consistent sadness and sorrow, she died like this, allowing her to pick up a bargain for nothing.

She trotted over, and she didn't take off her cloak, and plunged into Song Yimo's arms, sobbing pitifully: "Brother." ”

"My girl." The nurse pounced on her and dragged her out, "You are full of cold, how can you drill into the arms of your grandfather, if you pass the cold to your son, how can you be born?" ”

When Song Yige heard the nurse say this, she remembered that the brother in front of her was not her brother who was in good health before, so she was full of cold air.

She hurriedly took off her cloak and blushed with a small face: "Brother, I'm sorry." ”

"Fool." Song Yimo pulled her back into his arms and circled her, "What's this?" ”

"Isn't it too excited to see my brother for a long time?" Song Yimo laughed, his sister's small body in his hand, and he couldn't help hugging it tighter.

In fact, according to the rules of Dachu men and women who are seven years old, the brother and sister are so old, it is really not suitable to be so close, but Song Yimo is a sick man, and he may go one day with his eyes closed, and the rules in the house are not so strict, so the two are close.

According to the remaining memories in his mind, Song Yige talked to Song Yimo for a while, and after having dinner with him, he took the nurse back to his own yard.

After bathing, Song Yige dismissed everyone, and only then did he dare to take a closer look at his current appearance.

It's okay not to look at it, Song Yige was taken aback when she saw it, this girl's appearance is really better, her appearance in her previous life also thinks that she can be with the stunning, but it's not that she has never seen a girl who is more beautiful than her, but there has never been a girl who can bring her such a shock.

The most beautiful place for this face is the appearance of these eyes, like sparkling spring water, with a little smile, you can blend the boundless spring color.

Indeed...... It's a little too romantic.

Even if it is said that this face can be stunning in Jinling, she is also trustworthy. Song Yige stretched out his hand to support his face, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse to have such a face.