I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 264 The money for medicine from my sister

The matte black Cayenne drove into Siji Yunlan and parked in the underground garage for a long time before slowly getting out of the car.

The face was tired, and the whole person looked a little negative.

The fingerprint password on the door made a crisp sound, and Song Yan pushed the door open and entered.

He didn't turn on the light, walked straight to the sofa, and sank his whole body on it.

It seems that there are too many things on his shoulders, and he is almost crushed
His head was resting on the sofa cushion, his eyes were staring at the ceiling with cold eyes.

After a long time, Song Yan shivered his thin eyelids to regain his senses. He took out the mobile phone from his pocket and pressed the power button for a long time.

In the dark room, the light that suddenly lit up on the screen was just enough to clearly reflect the man's sad expression.

Can he go back to that home?
The moment the phone was turned on, more than a dozen missed calls popped up.

Although it was a different number, Song Yan knew that the caller was the same person, his father!

"Ding dong."

"Ding dong, ding dong"

Wechat suddenly rang several times, and the crisp voice echoed in the quiet room.

Song Yan frowned, and had the urge to turn off the phone again, but he was worried that the message would come from the hospital, afraid that something might happen to the emergency department, so he simply cut the phone away and switched to the WeChat chat page look.

It wasn't from the hospital's work group, nor was it from the nurse on the night shift tonight.

The person who sent him the message had a soft and cute Shiba Inu as his profile picture, and he was wearing a dog suit in the style of a little yellow duck.

It felt so stupid.
A series of seven or eight posts were all sent by the same person.

Song Yan thought for a long time, but he couldn't find anyone who matched this profile picture in his mind.

Just as he was about to delete this "stranger" from his WeChat contacts, a message was sent in time.

"Brother, are you home yet?"

The word "brother" is particularly prominent in Song Yan's clean chat interface.

His fingertips trembled, and he slowly moved away from the red "delete" button.

It turns out that the head portrait of the Shiba Inu in the little yellow duck clothes is the wechat account of the little girl.
Song Yan adjusted his sitting posture, not as tired as before, and the gloom in his eyes gradually dissipated.

He looked at the chat history in WeChat.

One message after another covered the entire screen of his phone.

Counting up, there are still seven or eight that I haven't read.

SS: Brother, don't be angry.The one who called me just now is my brother in name, but the relationship between the two of us is almost like a brother and sister, not childhood sweethearts!
SS: Not even Tong Yangfu!Just a simple family relationship.

SS: Brother, why don't you talk?Are you home yet?

SS: I obediently applied the medicine according to the instructions you wrote.

SS: Song Yan! ! (smile jpg)

The other party retracted a message.
Song Yan, who stared at the phone for a long time, finally felt warm again in his eyes.

Song Yan moved his fingertips and replied a message.

SY: Here we go, go to sleep.

Su Shao, who was feeling very sleepy, was lying on the bed with earphones plugged into his ears, but no music was playing.

Hearing the wechat reminder that made her ears tingle, she didn't bother to take off her earphones first, and hurried to check wechat.

Brother: Here we go, go to sleep.

Su Shao had already changed Song Yan's sweet note, and when she saw Song Yan's message, she lost all sleepiness and became energetic in an instant, jumping her fingers on the screen vigorously.

Song Yan sent a message and waited for a long time without going to the bathroom to wash up. Instead, he sat on the sofa holding his mobile phone.

The "typing" on the dialog box sometimes disappears, but no word appears on the chat interface.

After a long time, there was a ding-dong sound on WeChat.

Song Yan watched a transfer record message appear in the chat interface.

SS: 520 (Remarks: money for medicine from my sister)
(End of this chapter)