Song Zhao's cat eyes, with clear black and white eyes, looked at him and said softly, "Take care."

The two words are faint, alienated and indifferent.

Song Jingxian's lip line suddenly straightened.

The increasingly inconsolation and hollowness in the chest accumulated into heavy pressure at this moment, almost crushing him.

He knew that it was all he caused and he had to bear it.

But he can't help but think back on the past.

At that time, Song Zhao even had to leave home for three days when he went to a private school to take the exam, but he reluctantly grabbed his cuffs, which made him feel clingy and a headache.

"Big brother, please don't leave, Zhao Zhao can't live without you. No one will tell Zhao Zhao stories when you leave, Zhao Zhao will not be able to sleep."

"Big brother, I heard that there are so many cute children outside. Although Zhao Zhao is the cutest, Zhao Zhao is also afraid that the eldest brother will be snatched away by other children."

"Big brother, big brother, when will you come back? When Zhao Zhao comes back, isn't the only cute one of the big brothers?"

Song Jingxian took a deep breath, and a thin layer of water vapor flashed through his deep long and narrow eyes, which soon disappeared in his eyes again.

Song Chen'ai walked over, rubbed Song Zhao's face, and smiled with a slight angrily, "Brother, don't worry, go to the battle. I still have me at home. When you are not here, I will shoulder the responsibility of being an elder brother."

Song Jingxian, "..."

Just based on Song Chen'ai's unregulated personality.

He is even more worried, okay?

Lan pulled Song Chen'ai over from Song Zhao and said angrily, "Why are you doing to pinch Zhao Zhao's face? This man and woman are seven years old and different from each other. You must keep a distance from Zhao Zhao in the future and don't make any gossip."

Song Chen'ai frowned.

My mother always likes to say these inexplicable words to keep her distance from her younger sister.

Men are always very proud of their face. Whenever they heard their mother say this, they were inevitably disgusted. Therefore, they didn't like to pay attention to Song Zhao, which caused Song Zhao to be reluctant to call him now.

If it weren't for the fragmented dream he had, in which he had witnessed the destruction of the Song family and witnessed Song Zhao kneeling at the door of the prince's mansion to save his father.

That dream seemed to be a real past life, and gave him a head-on blow.

He didn't know if those dreams were real, but he could no longer ignore Song Zhao like before.

He also wants to compensate for this sister who was once under the influence of her mother and thought she was pretentious, selfish and selfless, and therefore disliked her annoying one.

When I heard Lan say this, Song Chen'ai no longer agreed as before, but talked back, "I am her brother. There is no need to avoid suspicion between brothers. The elder brother used to go to his younger sister's room to tell him stories."

Lan paused, her face was not very good-looking, and she said coldly, "It's just a cousin, it's just a layer away, so she can't get close to Zhao Zhao's biological brother, so she can't get gossip."

Old Mrs. Song shivered, "If you are so clear about it, do you want to split the Song family?"

Lan's expression changed slightly, "The wife didn't mean this, and she also thought it would be better to be careful in everything."

The two brothers of the Song family have a deep relationship. She dared to have the idea of ​​splitting up, so Song Ru was probably the first to give up.

She just wanted to...

Song Ru denounced Taoism, "You are the ones who have a lot to do."

Over the years, Song Ru has been gentle and considerate to Lan, and he has almost never been able to speak coldly like this at this moment.

Lan's face turned slightly pale, she pursed her lips and replied in a low voice.
Chapter completed!