Yan Shuyao squatted down and carefully wiped the tears from Yan Yunshu's face. The pretended heartache suddenly turned into a bloody mouth in front of Yan Yunshu, swallowing her, and she fell into a dark whirlpool.
Continuously spinning and falling down.
All I could hear was Yan Shuyao's sharp and urgent voice.
"Yan Yunshu!! You can't escape this obsession with Xu Jingye!! You can't escape!!!!! I came from another world through a book, I have a golden finger! I have props! You are just chess pieces that I can manipulate at will!!!! Give me your luck! Give me your luck!!!! Give me all your luck!!!!"
Yan Yunshu fell into bottomless fear...
In the bottomless darkness, a crack suddenly appeared, and a white light came in. A young man in white clothes, Xu Jinghuai, walked towards her.
"Yan Yunshu!"
Yan Yunshu felt her body being gently shaken. She opened her eyes and saw Xu Jinghuai standing beside her, looking down at her. His face, which had been as cold as ice for a thousand years, actually revealed a barely perceptible hint of icy hatred.
That trace of hatred disappeared instantly when Yan Yunshu looked at her.
This caused Yan Yunshu to think that she was having an illusion.
She looked around, not knowing where she was, and could only look around blankly. When Xu Jinghuai saw her slowly wake up, he opened his thin lips slightly.
"The quiet room of Caiyunfang."
Yan Yunshu had a splitting headache. She sat up, still confused.
"Huh, in this freezing weather, you can actually fall asleep in someone else's cloak."
The tearing feeling brought by waking up from the nightmare has disappeared, but Yan Yunshu is still a little confused.
He did not respond to Xu Jinghuai's words which were obviously sarcastic.
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