Psius brought people home, and everything became extremely foreign to Anyang.

"It's okay, I'll remember it later," he gently rubbed the hair hanging from An Yang's ear, "Are you hungry, I'll cook for you." ”

As soon as he let go of his hand, An Yang immediately leaned to the side, a pair of slender fingers pinched the corner of his clothes, "I'll go with you." ”

"It's okay, you can rest for a while......"

It was obviously a soft voice, but in exchange for An Yang's violent struggle.

She shook her head like crazy, her red eyes full of horror, "Don't, don't leave me alone......"

Psyus's eyes welled up with sorrow, and he forced the muscles at the corners of his mouth to not make the expression on his face look ugly and painful, "Okay, then you follow me." ”

An Yang burst into tears and laughed, as if he had caught a ray of sunshine and couldn't wait to rush out.

The people around him stayed quietly, but Psius's heart was unusually heavy.

Staring at the pale green soup, he suddenly lost the urge to taste it.

"It's delicious, I must have eaten it before," An Yang took a spoon and tasted it unhurriedly, and his eyes bent happily, "Did you often cook for me before?" ”

"Well, yes," Psyus nodded, and tasted it curiously when he saw that she was happily eating next to her.

Who knew that a small sip of the soup immediately forced his tears out.

The bitter taste in his mouth completely presents his current mood.

"I, I redo ......"

"No," Anyang stubbornly grabbed his arm, "I'm sleepy." I don't think I've slept in a long time, it's very uncomfortable, and my head is buzzing......"

Faced with her nervous look, Psius nodded emphatically.

His promise made An Yang's tense expression relax instantly, as if his small actions could easily affect An Yang's choice.

This kind of weirdness that can't be resolved makes his chest swell with unbearable depression.

Heyi was lying next to Anyang, and she was like a little beast eager to find safety, and her body was close to her. A pair of frowning eyebrows gradually stretched out because they touched his warmth.

Psius wrapped his arms around her waist, and the pain in his brow did not dare to release until she fell asleep.

The road ahead of him became difficult and dangerous, but his only choice was self-deception. He didn't want to let go, and he wouldn't let An Yang return to Min Haoxuan's side.

Even if it was to replace that person and be someone else's shadow, he was willing.

At least, she's still his......

Closing his eyes in pain, Psius vigorously encircled the man into his arms.

So be it, that's fine......

……………………

When he saw Huo Wei again, the undisguised disgust in the other party's eyes made An Yang hide behind Psius in fear.

Even if he knew the situation beforehand, Howe still couldn't bear the red eyes of the culprit, as if he had been wronged by something.

"What are you bringing her for?"

When An Yang heard the questioning, his body immediately trembled. A small face turned pale, as if remembering some painful memory.

Prosius glared at Huo Wei coldly, turned around and said in relief: "You don't have to pay attention to him, he is just jealous of me." ”

An Yang inhaled with teary eyes, "Really? ”

"Well, he's usually so fierce, so he can't find a partner," Psius responded with a serious face, carefully clasping An Yang's fingers.