âYaoyao, stop causing trouble...â
Song Wenchuan furrowed his brows as he tried to pull Song Yaoyao away.
But he discovered she was gripping very tightly. Each time he pulled a finger free, she immediately grabbed on again.
Song Wenchuan couldnât laugh nor cry. âSong Yaoyao!â he reprimanded helplessly. âIf you keep causing trouble, Iâm going to hit you. If you donât go to the hospital when youâre sick, youâre going to regret it if something goes wrong!â
âIâm fine.â
Song Yaoyaoâs lips were dry and her voice was weak.
She used Song Wenchuan as a support, sat up, and looked at him stubbornly. âSince the car has stopped, I noticed a chestnut store across the road. Go buy some for me.â
âYaoyao, stop it.â
Song Jingwan stepped out of the car and stood behind Song Wenchuan. âIf you want to be childish, thereâs a time for that. Right now, Wenchuan is really worried about you.â
But the usually obedient Song Yaoyao did not act like herself and was extremely noisy.
âI want to eat it. Buy it for me right now!â
She raised her voice, but due to the raspiness in her throat, it sounded a little sharp.
Song Wenchuan was worried but helpless. âGo to the hospital first. After the doctor confirms that you are okay, I will buy you whatever you want to eat, alright?â
âNo!â
Song Yaoyao grabbed onto Song Wenchuanâs sleeve. âI know my own body better than anyone. Hurry! Hurry!â
The lighting in the car was dim so Song Wenchuan couldnât see her expression clearly. All he could make out was a pair of stubborn eyes. Her tone was hasty as though she wanted to shoo him away.
Song Wenchuan furrowed his brows and began to feel a little suspicious. âYaoyao, tell me, did you see something?â
âI see chestnuts.â
The girl looked down; her eyelashes were moist.
She licked her lips and said, âIf you donât buy it, Iâm not going anywhere. Hurry!â
âFine, Iâll go buy some.â
Song Wenchuan sighed, turned around, and looked at the traffic. There was indeed a chestnut store across the road.
The girlâs eyesight was quite good.
âAre you really fine? A moment ago, was it hurting somewhere?â
âAiya, youâre so annoying! Hurry~â Song Yaoyao stretched out her hands and started pushing him away.
Song Wenchuan didnât know what to do about her. Seeing that she was looking a little better, he nodded his head. âFine, Iâll go right now. Youâve honestly got me at my witâs end!â
He shook his head, avoided the cars, and ran over to buy some chestnuts.
All of a sudden, only Song Yaoyao and Song Jingwan remained in the car.
Song Yaoyaoâs pain hadnât completely subsided. As she gripped onto Song Wenchuanâs coat, she huffed and puffed.
Song Jingwan watched from outside and suddenly started laughing.
âYaoyao, were you acting earlier? It seemed quite real.â
The night sky was foggy and not a star could be seen. The girl laughed as she spoke in a casual manner.
Mockery flashed across her eyes.
Song Yaoyao wrapped herself in Song Wenchuanâs coat, revealing just her eyes without making a sound.
âIs there a point in worrying Wenchuan like this?â Song Jingwan held onto the door. âDoesnât he care about you and dote on you enough?â
When youâre around, he completely neglects me!
âPfftââ
Her words made Song Yaoyao laugh. However, she was feeling unwell, so she struggled a little.
All of a sudden, she grabbed onto Song Jingwanâs collar and pulled her into the car.
Inside the dimly lit car, their eyes met and Song Yaoyao revealed an unpredictable smile.
âDo you think he doesnât dote on you? We are both his sisters. He cares about us equally. You simply think he treats me better because youâre too possessive. I bet you want me to die so he will only have you in his eyes!â