"Brother! Hey! "Brother, wait for me." A panting voice came from behind.
The little fatty with curly hair stopped on the spot, out of breath. He bent down and panted heavily. In the end, he squatted down and cried out loud.
"Waaah, big brother is a bad guy!”
Song Ziwei, who was walking in front, quickly turned around when he heard the voice and ran to the little fatty in a few steps.
"Song Ziqian, my little friend, didn't Mom and I remind you to exercise more every day? Look at your figure. How are you going to find a girlfriend in the future?”
Song Ziqian raised his chubby face and looked at his brother with tears in his eyes.
"I don't want a girlfriend. I only want my brother. Brother, don't ever leave me behind again.”As he spoke, he stretched out his chubby arm and hugged Song Ziqian's thigh.
Song Ziwei still couldn't withstand this sudden cute attack and was instantly defeated. She carefully wiped his tears and carried him up.
"I won't leave you behind anymore. Come, Ziqian, let's go buy some ice cream."
"Yay, I'm going to buy ice cream!" The little fatty Song Ziqian's expression changed in a second. He was happily baring his fangs and brandishing his claws in Song Ziwei's arms.
Song Ziwei had no choice but to support the chubby boy with all his might and put on a helpless smile.
Five years old was the age when boys were the most mischievous, including the chubby little Song Ziqian.
In just a short while, he had already become restless in Song Ziwei's arms.
"Brother, how far is it?”
Song Ziwei looked at him speechlessly. His sweaty hair stuck to his forehead.
"Phew, we'll be there in a while. Can you stop asking every ten seconds, little fatty Ziqian?”
"I'm just afraid that you'll be tired." Song Ziqian pouted and played with his fingers in his brother's arms.
Song Ziwei wasn't touched at all, and he still put down the chubby boy. Instantly, he felt his entire body relax. It was as if even his sweat had been dried in an instant.
"It's time to walk for a while, right?" He looked at his younger brother seriously.
Song Ziqian, who was suddenly thrown to the ground, did not react for a moment. He stood rooted to the ground in a daze. Suddenly, he understood that his brother had hugged him carelessly. His chubby little face twisted together. He squatted on the ground and said nothing before walking away.
"If you don't leave, I'll leave!"
Song Ziwei calmly stood up and walked across the road. He knew that his brother would catch up.
It was already evening and the road was quiet. The villa area, which was already sparsely populated, was even quieter at this time. There was not a single car on the wide road. Other than their voices, there was only the chirping of birds in the air.
Sure enough, a short while later, Song Ziqian's urgent shout came from behind.
"Brother, wait for me!" The little fatty stood up with difficulty and ran towards his brother.
Song Ziwei smiled slightly. As expected, he couldn't help but follow after a while.
"Bang!" A loud noise suddenly rang out. Song Ziwei turned around and saw a huge light.
The glaring high beam lights extended far into the dark air. The light seemed to pierce Song Ziwei's heart.
"Ziqian! Ziqian!" Song Ziwei shouted and ran towards the van in front of him. A large pool of blood seeped out from under the wheel, and he could not even see his brother's body.
"Ziqian!" Song Ziwei knelt on the ground and shouted at the top of his lungs. Tears and sweat blurred his eyes. He vaguely saw a man coming out of the van. He seemed to be bald. She was wearing a black mask. She was holding a phone in her hand and whispering something.
There was no surprise in the only eyes that could be seen on his face. Instead, they were filled with calmness, coldness, and even relief.
"Pa!" Song Ziwei finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his vision turned black as he fell to the ground.#
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