Chapter 1695 Hi, it's nice to see you again 3
"It's alright. You remember my name, which already shows that you welcome me." Song Jinhuan's voice became even softer involuntarily, as she was worried that she might frighten the seemingly frail boy.
The boy's lower half of his face, which was exposed, visibly lifted up. "I will always remember you."
Her soft voice shed its previous somber tone, revealing a new brightness and determination.
A feeling of pity arose spontaneously.
Song Jinhuan couldn't help but ruffle his hair, then suddenly realized that making such an intimate gesture on their first meeting was inappropriate, and her face was full of apology.
I was about to apologize.
The boy tilted his chin toward her and said first, "It's been a long time since anyone has cared about me like this."
"Thank you, Ms. Song."
Overwhelmed with complex emotions, Song Jinhuan paused for a moment, then said, "Fifteen, perhaps you can call me 'sister'?"
"I will take better care of you from now on."
Sanjin once said that everyone trapped in the villa had an unfulfilled wish.
Wen Shiwu's wish is perhaps simply to receive enough care and attention.
The boy turned his face away, no longer facing her.
“I can’t call you sister,” he said.
Song Jinhuan didn't insist on the title and said considerately, "Whatever you like, I won't force you."
Her bangs obscured her face, making Wen Shiwu feel uneasy.
She won't be angry with him for rejecting her, will she?
"I……"
The rapid knocking interrupted Wen Shiwu's words, and then the door was pushed open.
Wen Xiaowu poked her cute head in, sweetly calling out "Sister Jinhuan," before looking at the boy in the wheelchair.
Her smile froze. "Fifteenth Brother, what were you talking about just now?"
Wen Shiwu told the truth: "Miss Song helped me a lot and said she would take better care of me in the future."
Wen Xiaowu's smile became even more fake. "Fifteenth Brother, my sister got caught in the rain and needs to see a doctor right away."
After saying that, he turned to Song Jinhuan with a sincere smile: "Sister, let's go downstairs first."
Song Jinhuan's hand was pulled towards the door by Wen Xiaowu.
She looked at Wen Shiwu and said, "I'll go downstairs first."
The door was closed by Wen Xiaowu.
In the second-floor corridor, Wen Xiaowu, her previous cheerful demeanor gone, asked sullenly, "Can I call you sister?"
Song Jinhuan involuntarily leaned forward, "Of course you can."
Wen Xiaowu lowered her head, let out a long sigh, and said with distress, "But the two adults downstairs don't want me to call you 'sister'."
“I was thinking that if I suddenly stopped calling you ‘sister,’ it would make you sad.”
"I'm so sorry, I couldn't possibly do something like hurting Sister Jinhuan!"
Wen Xiaowu, like a little adult, spread his hands and shook his head helplessly.
Song Jinhuan felt somewhat embarrassed for her earlier presumptuousness.
It turns out that people weren't as welcoming as they seemed on the surface.
Except for Wen Xiaowu.
Wen Shiwu's situation is questionable.
The sound came from Wen Shiwu's room.
The tense standoff in the living room instantly froze.
After a long pause, Wen Erliu slowly spoke: "The person upstairs has a pitiful advantage that none of us can match."
Wen Shiba scoffed, "Low-level tactics, I can see right through them."
Wen Erliu said in a low voice, "That's enough."
Wen Shiba irritably smoothed his hair, looked at Wen Xiaowu at the top of the stairs, and urged, "Hey, if you don't go up now, your Jinhuan sister will be snatched away!"
Wen Xiaowu climbed up two steps, "Your methods are really low-level."
Wen Shiba grinned, "It's good enough."
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