Chapter 517 Secret Love Chapter 57
There were almost no vehicles on the streets in the early morning. Taxis were speeding on the road, only occasionally stopping at traffic lights.
The car was driving fast, and Song Zhiyuan felt the tightness in his chest getting worse and worse.
She covered her chest with her white fingers.
My stomach felt like it was churning like the sea.
Song Zhiyuan quickly sat up straight, clutching the front seat with her arms, and said weakly to the driver, "Pull over."
"Sister, why do you want to stop the car suddenly?" Song Zhiwei sensed something was wrong and asked his sister cautiously.
"I feel like throwing up."
Hearing this, the driver was afraid that Song Zhiyuan would vomit in the car, so he quickly pulled the car over.
Shen Jingmo quickly opened the right door, got out of the car first, and then went to support Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiyuan stumbled to the bushes and started vomiting.
I didn't feel better until I vomited everything in my stomach.
The cool night breeze blew in her face, making her feel a little better.
Song Zhiwei quickly took out a pack of tissues from his schoolbag, then searched for water but couldn't find any. He trotted to the convenience store and used the remaining money to buy a bottle of purified water. He opened the bottle cap and handed it to his sister, "Sister, drink some water first to rinse your mouth."
Song Zhiyuan took a mouthful of the drink and spit it out again.
After vomiting, Song Zhiyuan felt weak and let Shen Jingmo support her arm.
The driver shouted through the lowered window, "Are you ready? If you are, get in the car and I'll take you to your destination so I can go get other work."
The two teenagers ignored the driver's words and looked at Song Zhiyuan worriedly, "Sister, are you okay?"
Song Zhiyuan grabbed Shen Jingmo's arm and used Shen Jingmo's strength to support her shaky body. "No, I want to sit for a while before leaving."
"Oh, little girl, I have other orders here and can't afford to keep you company. Otherwise, I will give you the remaining money and you can stop another car." The driver got out of the car and stuffed the change to Song Zhiwei.
Shen Jingmo looked around cautiously. They were not far from home, only one kilometer away.
Sister Song is feeling so uncomfortable that she might not be able to take a ride.
Shen Jingmo and Song Zhiwei stepped forward and took the bicycle out of the trunk.
Song Zhiyuan sat by the roadside for nearly ten minutes, barely suppressing the discomfort surging in her heart. With blurry eyes, she looked at the two young men beside her and said, "Let's go back."
Song Zhiwei pushed the car in front of her and patted the back seat, "Sister, get in and I'll push you."
Shen Jingmo immediately retorted, "Sister Song is not feeling well, I'm afraid she can't sit still. What if she falls down and falls on Sister Song?"
He thought about it carefully and felt that what Shen Jingmo said made sense. "Then what do you say we should do?"
One kilometer is neither far nor near.
Given his sister's current physical condition, she might not be able to make it home.
It's hard to get a taxi at this time. They have been here for a long time but no taxi has come.
Shen Jingmo suddenly squatted down in front of Song Zhiyuan and said, "I can carry Sister Song back."
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" He had a younger brother by his side, but he asked someone else to carry his sister back, which was a bit inappropriate.
"It's okay, we can take turns carrying it."
With the support of Song Zhiwei, Song Zhiyuan lay on Shen Jingmo's back.
Chen Jingmo protected Song Zhiyuan's knees with his hands, and slowly stood up with the help of Song Zhiwei, using his strength to lift Song Zhiyuan up.
Song Zhiyuan is the type who can eat a lot without gaining weight. Although he looks fat, he feels very light when he carries him on his back.
She buried her face in Shen Jingmo's shoulder and neck, and could clearly smell the faint scent of laundry detergent on him, which gave her enough sense of security.
But after a while, Song Zhiyuan fell asleep on his shoulder.
The hot air from his breath sprayed all over Shen Jingmo's neck, and an itchy feeling instantly came over him. Shen Jingmo moved a little, but there was no effect.
He could only force himself not to move, for fear of waking up Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiwei followed behind the two of them, holding a bicycle in one hand.
The sound of bicycle wheels rang out in the streets and alleys, and the bright street lights made the figures of several people look slender.
After walking less than half a mile, Shen Jingmo suddenly stopped and lifted the person onto his shoulders again.
The further he walked, the heavier Shen Jingmo's legs became.
Although Song Zhiyuan was not heavy, he still weighed over 90 kilograms, and he was already tired after walking for such a long time.
Shen Jingmo stopped his heavy steps and took a breath.
Song Zhiwei held the car with both hands, not daring to let go casually, and followed behind the two of them and asked, "Chen Jingmo, are you okay? Otherwise, I will carry my sister for a while."
Chen Jingmo looked ahead, holding Song Zhiyuan's hand and not daring to let go. "There's only less than a thousand meters left. I'll be there if I hold on a little longer."
"Sister Song is asleep. If we stir her up, she might wake up."
Shen Jingmo turned his head to look at the girl nestled in his neck, and his voice gradually softened, "Sister Song has been complaining of a headache. If I wake Sister Song up, she'll be in trouble again."
During this period of time, the relationship between the three of them was as good as that of real siblings. Shen Jingmo came to his house almost every day, and his sister took good care of Shen Jingmo. Song Zhiwei didn't think much about it.
"Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to hot pot some other day."
"It's my duty, thanks to Sister Song for taking care of me during this period." Chen Jingmo rested for a while and continued to move forward with Song Zhiyuan on his back.
Finally, twenty minutes later, the three arrived at the Shen family.
Song Zhiwei then pushed the bicycle towards the wooden fence outside the yard, and then went to open the door for Chen Jingmo.
He took Shen Jingmo all the way to Song Zhiyuan's room.
Even though he came to the Song family every day, this was the first time he entered Song Zhiyuan's room.
The crystal chandeliers softly sprinkled in every corner of the room. Song Zhiyuan's room was decorated in a very girly style, with pink sheets and quilt covers, soft pink tatami by the window, and moonlight-colored curtains lifted and draped in the corners of the wall to let sunlight in during the day.
Without waiting for Chen Jingmo to look elsewhere, Song Zhiwei lifted the quilt and whispered, "Chen Jingmo, put my sister on the bed."
Shen Jingmo quickly retracted his gaze and slowly walked towards the window.
With the help of Song Zhiwei, Song Zhiyuan was slowly placed on the bed.
The two men moved very quietly and did not wake the sleeping girl.
Song Zhiwei took off his sister's shoes, then pulled the corner of the quilt over her, "Thank you, Chen Jingmo, for tonight. It's getting late, you should go back and get some rest."
"Sister Song, this is it..."
Before Shen Jingmo finished speaking, Song Zhiwei immediately added, "Don't worry, I will watch over my sister tonight."
"We still have classes tomorrow, and we can't sleep for much longer now. I'll take you home first." After Song Zhiwei made sure that his sister was fine, he tiptoed out with Shen Jingmo.
As he passed by the desk, Shen Jingmo's eyes suddenly swept over a small clay sculpture next to the stacked bookshelves.
Song Zhiwei turned his head and asked, "What are you looking at?"
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