The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

The next day, when Song Meihua woke up, she found herself sleeping on an empty hospital bed. She was shocked and quickly looked at her nephew Song Xun.

I'm afraid that I'll miss something if I sleep too much.

As a result, when she turned around, Song Meihua saw Wen Xiaorou standing beside Song Xun's bed. She was holding a towel she had brought from home, soaked in warm water, and was gently wiping Song Xun's face.

Song Meihua was stunned for a moment, and then her tense heart relaxed.

Then she remembered that she had taken several towels, one of which was for wiping her feet.

So Song Meihua sat up and said quickly, "Xiao Rou, which towel are you using? One of them is for wiping your feet."

Wen Xiaorou folded the towels together, and Song Meihua couldn't see clearly, so she asked directly.

Wen Xiaorou had already asked Song Xun about it. The towel she was holding was Song Xun's own face towel, but she couldn't tell Aunt Song directly, so she unfolded the towel in her hand and asked shyly, "Aunt Song, what do you think this towel is for?"

Song Meihua saw the towel in Wen Xiaorou's hand and said, "Oh, this is what Xiaoxun uses to wipe his face. You really didn't take the wrong one."

Song Meihua got up and washed herself. Seeing Wen Xiaorou's tired face, she quickly said, "Xiaorou, I'm sorry Auntie Song accidentally fell asleep last night. I'm sorry for keeping you awake all night. Go to bed and rest. I'll take care of Xiaoxun."

Wen Xiaorou was actually not sleepy at all. Song Xun had just regained consciousness and was very energetic. The two chatted all night.

So Wen Xiaorou is very energetic now, but even so, she still feels like taking a rest for a while so that she can continue to keep watch at night.

After all, there were many people around during the day, so it was not easy for her to chat with Song Xun. Only at night could Wen Xiaorou find a chance to chat with Song Xun.

"Thank you for taking care of me. Please listen to my aunt and go get some rest." Song Xun also said hurriedly.

Wen Xiaorou handed the towel in her hand to Song Meihua, nodded, and said, "Okay, Aunt Song, I'll go and rest. I got some food from the hospital cafeteria and put it on the table. Remember to eat."

Song Meihua responded, feeling a little warm in her heart. Wen Xiaorou was such a thoughtful and considerate girl. She really didn't know how the Wen family could bear to treat her so badly.

Wen Xiaorou didn't sleep all night and slept until the afternoon.

Wen Xiaorou was not around, so no one could hear what Song Xun was thinking. Everything in front of him was dark and his body was out of control.

Only when Wen Xiaorou was gone did Song Xun feel frightened and scared.

If he never wakes up in his life, won't he have to lie like this forever? If Wen Xiaorou is not by his side, then no one can talk to him.

When Song Xun thought of this, his fear of the future grew deeper. He kept having wild thoughts and felt that if he really had to lie like this for the rest of his life, he would rather be unconscious or die directly.

"Song Xun!" Suddenly a soft voice sounded in Song Xun's ears.

Song Xun recognized the voice as Wen Xiaorou's. He put aside his previous random thoughts and quickly responded.

[Xiao Rou, I'm here. Are you awake?] Even though he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, Song Xun's voice was still restrained and gentle.

"Xiao Rou, what are you doing?" Song Meihua saw Wen Xiaorou suddenly run to Song Xun's bedside as soon as she woke up, leaned over to his ear and called his name. She couldn't help but feel a little strange and asked.

Wen Xiaorou was just woken up by a noisy sound beside her ears. After waking up, she found that the sound came from Song Xun who was lying on the bed next to her.

Then she heard Song Xun say that he wanted to die, so without thinking, she rushed over and called him.

Hearing Song Meihua's words, Wen Xiaorou quickly explained: "Aunt Song, I just dreamed that I called Song Xun and he woke up, so I thought it was real and wanted to give it a try."

Hearing this, Song Meihua's eyes softened and she whispered, "Silly child, that was a dream. If calling Song Xun can wake him up, I'm willing to keep calling him in his ear."

When she said this, Song Meihua's voice couldn't help but choke up. She covered her mouth, trying not to cry and making any sound.

Although Song Xun couldn't see it, he still noticed something unusual about Song Meihua.

He was extremely sad. It was because he tried to save people without considering his own abilities that he ended up in this state, neither human nor ghost, and made his family sad.

The Song family had already suffered a lot when they were sent to labor camps, and now they encountered this incident. He couldn't believe how sad his grandfather and aunt must be.

[Xiao Rou, can you help me comfort my aunt?] Song Xun was unable to do anything and could not help but beg Wen Xiaorou.

Even if Song Xun didn't say anything, Wen Xiaorou would have already walked to Song Meihua's side, gently hugged her, patted her back softly, and said in a soft voice: "Aunt Song, don't cry, Song Xun will be fine. He is a good man, and you and grandpa are also good people. Good people will be rewarded."

Song Meihua leaned in Wen Xiaorou's thin but gentle arms and couldn't help crying.

Grandpa Song was in poor health, and Song Xun was now in a coma. The Song family only had Song Meihua as its pillar. So Song Meihua never dared to cry, even though she had always been the most pampered member of the Song family when she was in the city.

Wen Xiaorou gently patted Song Meihua's back and said softly, "Aunt Song, when I was in school, there was a sentence in my textbook that said, 'When Heaven is about to give a man a great responsibility, it will surely make his heart and soul suffer and his muscles and bones work hard.' I have always believed that human suffering is limited. Song Xun will definitely wake up. Believe me."

Listening to Wen Xiaorou's gentle words of comfort, Song Meihua's emotions gradually stabilized. She vented her sadness and felt a little better.

She forced a smile of gratitude towards Wen Xiaorou and said, "Thank you, Xiaorou."

Song Xun tried hard to listen attentively. When he heard Song Meihua crying, his heart was in turmoil.

Then I heard Wen Xiaorou's gentle voice of comfort, and my heart couldn't help but feel warm.

He felt that Wen Xiaorou was his lucky star. If he had not met Wen Xiaorou, his current situation would probably be even more miserable.

If it weren't for Xiaorou, he would be unable to do anything when he heard his family members grieving for him, and could only let his family struggle and suffer in misery.

"Thank you, Xiaorou. I'm so lucky to have you. You're really my lucky star." Song Xun thought so and said it out loud, his voice full of gratitude.

Wen Xiaorou was stunned for a moment, her face full of surprise, and then the surprise turned into delight.

She looked at Song Xun with sparkling eyes. She had heard her family call Wen Xiaoyu a lucky star many times, and she herself was just a money-loser.

This is the first time someone calls himself a lucky star...