Chapter 7 It can't be such a coincidence, right?
(7) It can't be such a coincidence, right?
"Song Min, you're so annoying!!" Song Hao couldn't bear it, "You go quickly, I'll be upset when I see you!" ”
"Funny, you blame me so much for making mistakes yourself?"
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, why are you hitting my self-confidence!!"
"Yo, do you still have self-confidence? I can get it all right with my eyes closed! ”
"Then you close your eyes and make a !! for me"
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Wen Yan heard a lot of noise outside the ward, he knocked on the door and went in, just in time to see Song's mother slapping the two sisters and brothers on the head one by one.
"Shut up, y'all! How noisy and noisy you are, I have a headache when I hear you two talking! ”
Song Hao puffed out his mouth and stopped talking.
"Song Min, hurry up and go home, I will be angry to death sooner or later when I see the two of you again."
"Bah, what can't die!" Song Min is still a little superstitious, and she is afraid of becoming a prophecy.
"It's not worth it to be angry with her!" Song Hao's eyes widened and he demonstrated to Song Min.
Immature! Song Min was so angry that she wanted to roll her eyes, she turned her head away from looking at Song Hao, and then saw Wen Yan at the door.
What? Isn't that the guy who hit him on the stairs? What is he doing in Song Hao's ward? Orthopedic surgeon? Song Min thought of the doctor he had met in Song Hao's ward before, and suddenly felt that his worldview was beginning to collapse, it wouldn't be such a coincidence, right?
"Auntie."
"Hey, Wen Yan is here, and he made you see the joke again, these two children are too ignorant." Mother Song's face hated iron but not steel.
Song Min looked at Wen Yan carefully, his body was thin, and his eyebrows and eyes were handsome.
It turned out that he was Wen Yan.
I always hear my mother mention it.
"Brother Wenyan, call someone!" Song's mother gave the death order.
But Song Min has never called anyone else's brother since she was a child, except for her two elder brothers, and suddenly such a big brother appeared and looked so handsome, he really couldn't bear it, so Song Min chose to be silent.
"Scream!" Song's mother kicked Song Min.
Song Min rubbed the place where he was kicked, and said awkwardly: "Brother." ”
Wen Yan coughed lightly, and also made a very unnatural "um" sound.
"Don't go home, go and accompany your grandfather, I went to see him once after coming back for so many days, I really hurt you in vain."
"I went there the day before yesterday, but I won't!" It's scary for a big family to ask her if she has a boyfriend, and she doesn't want to go through it again in a short time.
Mother Song's eyes widened, and Song Min's momentum weakened instantly, "I'll go home, can't I go home and stay well." ”
"Then why aren't you leaving?"
Song Min pursed her lips, with a look of resentment, her mother and her brother could always make her lose her temper.
"I'm going home, let's go together."
"Song Min, let's go with your brother Wen Yan, I'll go back later."
Song's mother didn't give Song Min time to say no at all, and pushed the two of them out of the ward.
It's embarrassing, okay? Although Wen Yan's voice is really good, it is really embarrassing to ask her to go home with a man who is really unfamiliar, and she is not a person who talks a lot......
Sitting in Wen Yan's car, Song Min was really embarrassed, neither of them spoke first, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing that it froze.
Wen Yan turned on the radio.
……
"Okay, let's answer the hotline for the next listener."
A clean and refreshing male voice floated out of the radio, and Song Min was instantly obsessed, "Wow, the voice is so good." ”
She completely forgot that the person around her was Wen Yan, a strange man she didn't know very well.
Wen Yan chuckled twice, like a pool of churning spring water, full of spoiling.
Song Min realized that it was Wen Yan sitting next to her, what did she do just now...... And why is Wen Yan's voice so good, a casual smile is full of spoiling...... Song Min laughed twice with Wen Yangan, staring ahead, no longer daring to indulge in his own world.