Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 168: Not a Family, But Better Than a Family

The rain was still falling, but not as heavy as before.

Chi Feiwan and Song Jinan's clothes were both wet. Adhering to the principle of proximity, Chi Feiwan came to Song Jinan's house.

It was raining outside. Song's mother knew that Song Jinan did not hold an umbrella before going out, so she became worried about his safety and kept pacing in the living room.

Seeing the door opened, Song's mother finally felt relieved.

But he was soaked and there was a girl behind him.

Song's mother remembered the girl, went to the kitchen and poured two cups of hot milk for the two of them, then placed dry clothes in the living room: "Wanwan, if you don't mind, Auntie found some of my clothes for you, all new."

Chi Feiwan held the water cup, his hair wrapped in the dry hair cap brought by Song's mother: "Auntie, I don't mind."

Mother Song handed Chi Feiwan a brand new shirt and said, "Child, go to my room and change into it. Don't catch a cold."

Song's mother mercilessly threw the white towel on Song Jinan's head. Song Jinan pulled off the towel and said indignantly, "Mom, who is your biological child?"

Song's mother was in the kitchen making ginger soup for Chi Feiwan: "Wanwan is a guest, why should you be so jealous as the host?"

"Who said she was a guest?" Song Jinan muttered softly.

There was a lot of boiling water in the kitchen. Song Jinan's voice was unclear and reached Song's mother's ears. Song's mother was stirring the soup with a spoon: "Anan, what did you say just now?"

"Nothing." Song Jinan went back to her room to change clothes.

Chi Feiwan also went into the room with clothes, changed and walked out.

She has a great figure, and the simple white shirt looks unique on her.

When Song Jinan saw her coming out, his eyes were involuntarily attracted to her.

Mother Song looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "The ginger soup is ready."

"Thank you." Chi Feiwan sat down awkwardly and lowered his head to drink milk.

Song Jinan realized his own gaffe, quickly looked away, cleared his throat and said, "Do you need to treat the wound on the back of your hand?"

"No need." Chi Feiwan raised the back of his hand to look at it and replied with a smile.

There was a hideous burn on the back of his hand, and blisters formed around the burn, and the entire back of his hand was a strange red. Perhaps because of the constant beating of the rain on the wound, Chi Feiwan could no longer feel any pain.

When Song's mother heard that Chi Feiwan had an injury on the back of her hand, she reached out and held her hand: "Child, how did you get that injury on your hand?"

Chi Feiwan didn't try to break free, but lowered his eyes: "Auntie, I'm fine."

How can it be okay if blisters appear?

Song's mother went to get the medicine box and took out the iodine and bandages: "Child, it will hurt a little, just bear with it."

Song's mother gently dipped a cotton swab in iodine and applied it to Chi Feiwan's wound. She trembled slightly, but clenched her teeth and made no sound.

Song Jinan watched from the side and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

After treating the wound, Song's mother told Chi Feiwan not to touch water.

After bandaging, Chi Feiwan looked at his wet clothes on the sofa and said, "Sorry, the sofa is wet for you guys."

"It's okay, kid, just leave your wet clothes here with auntie, I'll wash them for you and let An An bring them to you."

"I'm so sorry, I can't do that." Chi Feiwan picked up the wet clothes on the sofa, but Song's mother snatched them away: "Child, why are you being so polite to me?"

Song's mother winked at Song Jin'an, and Song Jin'an took Chi Feiwan's wrist and walked aside: "I'll get a hair dryer for you to blow dry your hair."

Song Jinan slowly stretched out her fingers and gently pinched the button on the back of her head. The dry hair cap that had been tightly wrapped around her head was instantly loosened. The hair that had been protected tightly was finally liberated, cascading down like a waterfall and scattering on her white shoulders.

Song Jinan handed the hair dryer to Chi Feiwan: "Watch your hands when you blow dry your hair."

"Okay, thank you."

The hair dryer was making a loud noise. Song Jinan tidied up the clothes on the sofa and said, "Mom, go back to your room and rest."

Song's mother smiled and said, "An An, you won't become a policeman like your father in the future, will you?"

Song Jinan paused while packing clothes and glanced at Mother Song: "Mom, what are you thinking about?"

"Then why are you watching the handcuff rope tutorial?"

Song Jinan shook his head and sighed: "My father taught me when I was a child. I think it is mainly used to improve speed."

"Really?" Song's mother was skeptical.

"real."

At this time, the sound of the hair dryer stopped, and both of them turned their eyes to Chi Feiwan.

Chi Feiwan put the hair dryer aside, looked at Song's mother gratefully, then looked at Song Jinan and said softly, "Thank you for today. I'll go back first."

When Song Jinan saw Chi Feiwan off, the rain outside had stopped.

"Be careful on the road." Song Jinan looked at Chi Feiwan's back until she disappeared around the corner.

After returning home, Song Jinan found his mother looking at him thoughtfully.

"Son, do you like Chi Feiwan?" Song's mother suddenly asked.

Song Jinan looked at her mother in surprise, "Mom, why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Because there are stars in your eyes. When your father was pursuing me, he also had those starry eyes. Mom is an experienced person, how could she not see it?" Song's mother said with a smile.

Song Jinan's face suddenly turned red, he turned around, walked into the room and closed the door.

*

Chi Feiwan returned home and was stunned by the scene when he opened the door.

The whole house was in a mess, as if it had been looted. Vases were scattered all over the floor, as if they had lost their balance due to drunkenness. The originally dry carpet in the living room was now wet. What was worse was that there were many broken pieces of glass from picture frames scattered on the floor of the living room.

All this made Chi Feiwan confused and shocked. She didn't understand why her home had become such a miserable state.

Chi Feiwan's heartbeat quickened. She walked into the bedroom nervously. As soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by a hoarse male voice: "Stop!"

Thinking of Chi Yizi's indifference tonight, Chi Feiwan was furious. She gritted her teeth, ignored him, walked straight to the bedroom door, slammed it shut with force, and made a loud "bang".

This night is destined to be restless.

Chi Feiwan was very angry, and Chi Yizi was also very angry.

Chi Yizi walked quickly to the door of Chi Feiwan's bedroom, put his hand on the handle and pressed it down, only to find that the door was locked.

Now, his originally gloomy face became even gloomier. Chi Yizi's eyes revealed an anger that could not be concealed. His lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, forming a tight arc.

"Chi Feiwan, open the door!" Chi Yizi knocked on the door harder and harder.

Chi Feiwan would not compromise easily. She asked loudly through the door, "I have nothing to say to you."

"You asked me why I came back so late. But Chi Yizi, are you worthy of me?" Chi Feiwan pulled the corner of his mouth, "I call you brother, are you worthy of this title? Compared to me, I think you are more like Shen Linxi."

There was no light in her beautiful blue eyes, just like the stars falling into the night.

Chi Yizi clenched his fists: "Wanwan, you don't even call me Third Brother or Mom anymore?"

"Are you a good match?" Gradually, Chi Feiwanhui felt extremely disappointed that there was no one in his family.

If he had the power to choose his birth, Chi Feiwan hoped to be born into a loving family in his next life, even if they were poor.

Chi Yizi frowned: "Chi Feiwan, this is the most basic!"

"Oh, isn't it also the most basic thing for a brother to protect his sister?"