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Chapter 409 Ome Is A Little Soft (11)

Chapter 409 Ome Is A Little Soft (11)

Song Tian couldn't understand even more that the people who were talking about her behind her back were all girls.

Si Wu's eyes turned cold.

It must be the people in the hospital who gossip.

Si Wuqing shook Song Tian's head and gently comforted him: "Okay, I'll go tell your brother right now, can you do it alone?"

When Song Tian heard about Song Shiyu, he just let go of Si Wu's hand and hugged her tightly again.

She shook her head wildly, but said nothing.

Si Wu knew that she probably had a resistance to men.

She didn't mention Song Shiyu again.

It wasn't until Song Tian was tired of crying that Si Wu cautiously left the ward and closed the door.

Song Shiyu stood by the wall with his head down, covered by his black bangs, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

When Si Wu came in front of him, Song Shiyu raised his eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "How is Xiaotian?"

"Already asleep." Si Wu saw that the young man was feeling depressed and stretched out his arms to hug him.

She was not very good at persuading people, so she just hugged him silently.

Song Shiyu remained silent and stood motionless, without any expression or movement.

That night, Si Wu stayed in the ward.

Song Shiyu went home for a trip.

Song Shiyu didn't tell Grandma Song about Song Tian.

He was afraid that she would be stimulated when she was old, so he only said that Song Tian fell and would go home after two days in the hospital, and told Grandma Song not to worry.

Song Shiyu brought some clothes and food, he was afraid that Song Tian would be irritated if he saw him, so he stayed outside the ward all night.

The next day, Father Song and Mother Song rushed over from another city.

In the ward.

Mother Song cried while holding Song Tian.

Unlike Father Song, she cried and said hoarsely: "My good daughter, no matter what you choose, mom will stand by you."

After a night, Song Tian has calmed down.

"Mom, I want to leave Qingyang Village, I want to go to a strange city and start over."

Song Tian worked hard.

But she neither dared nor wanted to face those unbearable experiences.

Especially when she learned that Qu's family was in the county bureau, and thought that those animals had washed away the evidence on her afterwards... She was giving herself reasons for not wanting to be brave little by little.

In the end, Song Tian decided to leave.

Across the door of the ward, Song Shiyu and Father Song stood with their heads down.

Father Song seemed to have aged ten years overnight.

He let out a low sigh, full of vicissitudes: "Xiao Yu, Dad also wants to seek justice for Xiaotian, but you heard it too, Xiaotian can't face those people at all, if she is stimulated, she will collapse."

Song Shiyu's expression was very pale.

The faint shimmer of light in the corridor shone on his face, but that little ray of light couldn't shine into his deep dark eyes.

Like a light shining into an abyss.

After a while, Song Shiyu said quietly, "I understand."

When Si Wu walked out of the ward and saw Song Shiyu, he always felt that something was not right.

"Is Xiaotian feeling better?" Song Shiyu looked at her.

"It's better." Si Wu stared straight at him, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

Si Wu thought for a moment, thinking that maybe she had been watching Song Tian in the ward all night and barely slept, so her eyesight might have been dazzled.

In this way, because Song Tian wanted to leave, the Song family decided to move out of Qingyang Village.

on the way back.

Si Wu sat with Song Shiyu.

She took the initiative to say: "I don't want to cut off contact with you like this. Please leave your phone number to me. I will call you when I buy a mobile phone."

After Si Wu finished speaking, what he got in exchange was Song Shiyu's long silence.

(End of this chapter)

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