She suddenly didn't want to see anyone, she just wanted to stay by herself for a while, so she said slowly: "You guys go down first, I'll stay alone." No one is allowed to come in without my consent. ”

Chuncai and Rong Yu exchanged glances, Rong Yu understood, and Chuncai was puzzled. However, they all felt Yu Yao's sudden loss, and the two of them retreated when they heard this.

After closing the door, Yu Yao sat back on the bed alone, reached out and pulled the quilt over her lap, she held her knees with both hands, and buried her head deep in the crook of her arm. It's like going back to when I first came to this world, lonely and helpless. But in fact, more than two months have passed, and before you know it, the seasons have changed.

Yu Yao thought back to all this, from the day she woke up at the beginning, it was like a farce, she was the one who was pushed forward, she couldn't stop, everyone and everything pushed her forward.

Maybe she should be grateful for picking up this life after crossing over, but at this moment, she is really tired, she no longer restrains herself, and misses everything she had in the original world, her life, her relatives, and her brother.

Yu Yao's younger brother is the same age as Ju Bian, and the relationship between the sister and brother has been good since childhood.

When he was in school, when Yuyao was bullied by her classmates, her younger brother would run to her class to vent his anger for him. And she will also go to give her brother an umbrella when it rains, and they share a common life.

Yu Yao wanted to know how he was doing without his sister now. Will she cry in front of her mourning hall? Or maybe they've tried again and slowly forgotten. Yu Yao also wants to know what the girl he likes in the future looks like, and wants to tell him that you don't have to protect your sister in the future, there are people who need your protection more......

But all this became impossible anymore, and they would not see each other again.

She was beaten like this, and Yu Yao could even completely make up what kind of words and actions her younger brother would say and do in front of her. She really seems to see, even a glance, listening to him comfort herself, and fighting for herself,

She thought about these things that seemed to be the past of her previous life, and unconsciously wet a large piece of the quilt on her knees, only to find that she was crying like this, she smiled bitterly, and did not want to stop, but cried out loud.

She had been thinking about this for too long, and since the first day she came, she wanted to cry uncontrollably, crying about her ill-fated fate, crying that she was lonely and unaccompanied.

After crying for a long time, when Yuyao had no strength, she rubbed her red and swollen eyes and silently wiped away her tears.

Wen Nian pushed the door into the room, and then gently closed the door.

Seeing that he came in without knocking on the door, Yu Yao said in a hoarse voice: "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to come in without my permission?" The reason why she cried for too long, the tone of grievance in her words was full.

Wen Nian was still standing at the door, and he raised his eyebrows: "This is my bedroom." ”

He was telling the truth, Yu Yao couldn't refute it, silently lowered her head and bit her lip gently, thought about it and said hoarsely: "Then I'll go out, I should go back to the house." ”

The girl's fragile appearance is like glass that shatters at the touch of a button.

Wen Nian slowly walked to the side of the bed and sat down, almost next to Yu Yao.

The faint scent of flowers came from the snort, and Yu Yao raised her eyes to take a look. Seeing that he was also sitting on the bed, but she was crying too tired to have the strength to push him away.

Wen Nian met her reddened glass-like eyes, and he reached out to brush away the broken hair that was still sticking to Yu Yao's face because of the tears. The slightly cool fingers touched the hot cheeks that had just cried, and he didn't want to move away, so he simply stroked her hair, and his slender fingertips flowed in her soft green silk.

Wen Nian lowered his eyes lightly, and his eyes as calm as the surface of a lake suddenly fell on Yu Yao's lips, and her lips were red and ruddy, like a fire. This gaze is that he doesn't even want to take his eyes off it.