Chapter 157: Song Xiao Dreams of Changle
"You really deserve to die!"
"Song Xiao, you stole my mother! You stole my mother!"
The little girl pinched Song Xiao's neck tightly, and the pain of suffocation almost drowned Song Xiao.
Song Xiao's eyes suddenly widened, his face suddenly turned purple, and he gasped with difficulty.
“I…I didn’t…”
He couldn't understand what the little girl was saying.
She is a monster!
It's a monster!
He had dreamed of her last time.
Song Xiao remembered.
At this moment he remembered everything.
He remembered that a long time ago, it seemed that he had someone burn the wooden sculpture given by Su Tan, and he suddenly dreamed of a little girl covered in blood.
In the dream, she questioned him for stealing her mother, but why he didn't treat her mother well.
Song Xiao never expected that he would dream about the other person again this time.
The little girl just pinched Song Xiao's neck tightly. The more she listened to his excuses, the more resentful she felt.
"People like you are not worthy of being my mother's child!"
"Just like your father, he's not worthy of being my husband. You all deserve to die!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
The little girl showed her sharp white teeth, let go of her hand, and bit Song Xiao's neck.
Song Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood.
The whole person fell into a long coma.
…
"ah!"
Song Xiao suddenly woke up from his dream, his hair sticking to his neck.
He sat there in a daze, only to find that he was sweating all over.
His clothes were soaked with sweat. Song Xiao raised his hands in a daze, only to find that he couldn't use any strength at all, and his whole body felt dizzy.
“Father…”
Song Xiao coughed and looked at Song Tingchen in a daze. After saying just two words, he started coughing violently again, and the wound was pulled so hard that new blood oozed out.
Song Tingchen frowned as he watched, and hurriedly took the medicine bowl and fed Song Xiao the medicine.
Song Xiao's face is now as pale as paper and he has lost a lot of weight.
He looked haggard and his lips were a little purple. His appearance at this moment reminded Song Tingchen of a few years ago, when Song Xiao was weak and would fall ill if the wind blew.
Later, he was clearly much better and could eat, sleep and run.
But now, Song Xiao seems to be returning to his previous sickly appearance.
“Father…”
Song Xiao leaned weakly against Song Tingchen. He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. He could only close them and said weakly, "Dad..." "I dreamed of a little female ghost."
Song Tingchen was stunned and looked down at him.
Song Xiao kept talking about what he had dreamed.
He coughed every time he spoke a word.
By the time he finished speaking, his face was as white as fresh snow, without a trace of blood.
"She said I stole her mother..."
Song Xiao was trembling all over, tightly grasping Song Tingchen's wrist, "Dad, I really didn't..."
He couldn't understand what the little ghost girl was saying.
His mother is his mother, how could she be snatched away from someone else!
Song Tingchen looked at Song Xiao in a daze. To be more precise, he was a little dazed after hearing what he said.
"What did you say?"
Song Tingchen wiped the tears from Song Xiao's face. Suddenly, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He subconsciously grabbed Song Xiaoxiao's arm and said, "Xiaoxiao, say what you just said again."
Song Xiao lowered her eyes, nodded obediently, and weakly told Song Tingchen everything she had dreamed about.
He coughed as he spoke.
When he coughed, the wound was affected, which looked really pitiful.
"I don't understand what she's saying."
"I didn't fight with her for Mom, Dad. She seemed to hate me so much that in her dream she wanted to strangle me to death..."
Song Tingchen's mind was in a state of confusion, as if there was a thick layer of spider silk in his brain, and something was covering it.
He wanted to clear the fog and see the real truth.
But it has always been shrouded in clouds and fog.
Song Xiao took the medicine and fell asleep quickly again.
He dreamed of the little girl again.
But this time, the girl in the dream was no longer the one who wanted to strangle him to death.
Instead, many times, he took advantage of Su Tan's time to make medicine for the little girl and quietly pushed her to the ground when no one was paying attention.
"Mother told you to be happy forever, but you are just a sickly person. You will never be happy forever!"
Aunt Qing was right. Changle was a little disaster. She would take away everything she had the moment she was born.
Ever since she was born, A'niang has devoted all her attention to her and has completely neglected herself.
Changle seemed to have always been irritated by her like this and had become accustomed to her expression. She calmly brushed the dust off her clothes and then stood up.
"Brother, I know you don't like me."
"It doesn't matter. I don't like you now either."
"As long as you don't hurt my mother and don't help those bad women to provoke my mother, I don't care who you like."
Song Xiao always said that it was his misfortune to have a sickly sister like her.
She thought that she was really unlucky to have met a brother like Song Xiao who was brainless and had a brain disease.
However, Song Xiao might really be brainless. When he heard this, he seemed to be stimulated by something. He pushed Changle to the ground again, and his eyes turned red.
"You are not allowed to talk about Aunt Qing!"
"Auntie Qing is very good, much better than that bad woman. Just try to say a bad word about Auntie Qing again!"
"No wonder the bad woman likes you, it turns out you're just like her, you only know how to bully Aunt Qing!"
Song Xiao rushed forward and grabbed Changle's hair.
"If you dare to say anything bad about Aunt Qing again, I'll beat you to death!"
Changle was in poor health, and his face turned pale instantly after he was pushed like that.
Song Xiao pursed his lips, only to find Changle even more annoying. "Why were you born? A sickly thing like you, why don't you just die!"
"You are such a troublemaker!"
"I really want to beat you to death!"
Song Xiao picked out unpleasant words and used them word by word to provoke his sister.
He knew clearly that Changle had a heart disease and had to take good care of her on a daily basis.
However, he picked out words that were sharper than a knife and carved them into his sister's heart one by one.
"Song Xiao!"
Su Tan walked in with medicine and happened to hear these words.
She had long been increasingly disappointed with Song Xiao, but she would occasionally still harbor fantasies, always believing that the child she had carried for ten months would one day understand her hard work.
However, he never thought that in a place where he could not see, Song Xiao was deliberately provoking the anxious Changle.
Unexpectedly, Su Tan suddenly appeared. Song Xiao was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips tightly and snorted, "I didn't say anything wrong!"
"She is a sickly woman. She shouldn't be alive. Her existence is a disaster!"
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xiao was slapped hard in the face.
Su Tan placed the bowl of medicine carefully on the table, protecting Changle with heartache. When she looked at Song Xiao, her eyes were no longer as warm as a mother's looking at her child, but rather very cold.
"go out!"
In the past, Su Tan always doted on Song Xiao. This was the first time Song Xiao was beaten by his mother. He covered his beaten face and stared at her blankly.
But soon his eyes turned red.
Staring at Changle intently.
He then turned his gaze to the bowl of medicine on the table.
Su Tan beat him because he was protecting this sickly kid.
I wish the sick guy died!
Such a terrible idea suddenly popped up in Song Xiao's mind, but he had always been spoiled and lawless.
He subconsciously stepped forward and wanted to throw Changle's medicine on the ground.
But Su Tan did not do as he wished.
Before he got close, Su Tan had already frowned and pushed Song Xiao out.
She ordered in a cold voice: "No one is allowed to enter Haitangju from now on, especially Song Xiao."
After Su Tan finished speaking, he closed the door without hesitation, and then hugged Changle in his arms with heartache.
"I'm sorry, Changle. It was my fault. I made you suffer for so long."
Changle shook her head and threw herself into Su Tan's arms, her voice muffled, "It's my fault that I didn't protect my mother well."
"Mother, wait until I grow up."
"When I grow up, I will take you away from this place that makes you unhappy."
"We don't want a father, we don't want a brother, and we don't want other bad people. We just want to be good to ourselves."
Su Tan hugged Changle and hummed softly, "Okay."
It’s a pity that she didn’t live to see Changle grow up.
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