Didn't you just sit there and eat?

Treat her like air.

How now?!

"Ah......h

An Yin tightened his fingers, his eyes became more and more blood-red, and Su Wan screamed in pain, struggling to withdraw it.

"What do you do......"

Su Wan was suddenly a little frightened in his heart.

She was used to seeing An Yin's cynical appearance, even when she had just returned from country F, when he went to pick her up and sneered at her, she had never seen him lose control like now.

"Yesterday ......"

An Yin's voice was hoarse, with a haggard that did not match his face, and he coughed uncomfortably.

"Is that you?"

You asked Su Li to come to me, are you worried about me?

I don't know what I'm looking forward to, every time I see her, I feel like I'm going to talk about it, and my heart beats involuntarily.

She loves me...... She likes me.

There is always such an illusion, in the bottom of his heart, mushrooms continue to grow.

"Yesterday"

Su Wan's face suddenly turned pale, and his heart twitched fiercely.

"Yesterday I was in the research room, and I arrived at the villa at twelve o'clock. “

"Heh~"

Fury swept into An Yin's eyes like a storm, he unexpectedly began to become calm, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the cold smile actually made him look a little bewitching.

An Yin slowly let go of Su Wan's wrist, leaned over his whole body, and imprisoned Su Wan on the edge of the windowsill.

The butterfly bones were pressed against the edges and corners of the window, and Su Wan gasped in pain, unconsciously wanting to push An Yin away.

An Yin's movements became more ruthless, but his hands were extremely gentle, and his fingertips gently brushed Su Wanzi's wrists, round and round, as if he was rubbing the most precious work of art.

"Okay, Su Wan"

An Yin's tone was like quenched ice, and it was broken up into snowflakes and fell on Su Wan's face,

"Let's change the question".

Su Wan had never seen An Yin like this, as if the whole person's soul was dead, his eyes were empty and blank, indifferent and cold.

Even three years ago, when she tried so hard to leave him, the last time she saw him, all she saw was panic and pain, but this time there was a kind of never-ending loneliness...... to despair.

It's more like a moth, struggling to die for the last time.

"Me and An Jinchen...... Who do you choose?"

The voice was broken and hoarse, and it stabbed straight into Su Wan's heart, and the illusion of suffocation came again.

She almost screamed in pain.

"Brother Jinchen, why are you in a wheelchair, weren't you able to walk well before?"

The girl lay next to the silver wheelchair and looked at the ice-like boy who seemed to be forever immersed in melancholy.

The "Wanwan" teenager smiled sadly, "I'm sick."

"What kind of illness, when you get better, will Wanwan be able to play with you?" The girl's eyes were sincere, and her clear eyes reflected a face exactly the same as An Yin's.

"It's not going to be better...... Wanwan ......"

The young man's cold fingers touched Su Wan's cheeks, and his tone was gentle for a moment

"How could it be better?!

Didn't you say that as long as An Yin came back from Master Gu, we could go back? Like before?"

"Wanwan, you want to go back"

The young man's slender fingers gently caressed Su Wanying's white cheeks, and there was not a trace of blame and complaint in his eyes.

was only stained with a trace of unpredictable sorrow, and fixed Su Wan on the ground.