——It seems that he has long been accustomed to this scene.

Shi Yan stood sideways, and the light from the floor-to-ceiling window cast a slender shadow on the wooden door frame.

Compared with Jiang Yu's outward emotions.

He is very calm.

He held the blanket that he was going to use to keep Sheng Yuan warm. The knuckles on the back of his hand were very beautiful. It was as if he had answered Jiang Yu's question countless times. He answered Jiang Yu patiently in a low voice, "Impossible."

Impossible to stay away.

Jiang Yu stood up excitedly and warned Shi Yan in a warning tone, not knowing what he meant, "You will get hurt! She will make you hurt!"

There was an expression of indifference on Shi Yan's delicate and cold face.

"Just being able to be with her is enough," he said.

The words fell.

He opened the door and walked straight in.

Quiet hallway.

Jiang Yu stood there alone. She looked at the door closing in front of her. Her facial expression began to become frantic. She rubbed her hands anxiously. Her nails scratched the back of her hands red without her noticing. She tilted her head strangely and kept repeating a few words.

"...Leave her. Leave her."

"Xiao Yan, leave her."

"Why don't you listen to your mother? Why? Why?"

As if he was suddenly caught up in some painful memories, Jiang Yu covered his head and sobbed.

"My child... my child..."

Then her expression suddenly became angry.

"Bad guys, they are all bad guys! The same bad guys! Bad guys without hearts!"

Jiang Yu widened his eyes with hatred, his gentle temperament gone, like a mentally disturbed madman, his vision was distorted, and he wanted to destroy everything he saw.

"lady!"

Aunt Qu, who came hurriedly, was horrified when she saw the scene and ran over to stop Jiang Yu's actions in time.

She quickly snatched the vase from Jiang Yu's hand and put it back on the coffee table.

She knew that Jiang Yu was having an attack again. Like every time before, in order to prevent Jiang Yu from hurting himself, she first controlled Jiang Yu's hands, and then began to comfort Jiang Yu in a gentle voice.

"Madam, it's okay. It's okay. It's safe here. No one will hurt you."

With Aunt Qu's patient comfort over and over again, Jiang Yu's frantic and unstable emotional state gradually eased. She slowly stopped her excited movements and took deep breaths.

The intense hatred in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he gradually returned to his normal state.

Gentle and gentle.

It's like waking up from a dream.

Jiang Yu's expression was confused, then turned clear. She looked around curiously, as if she was surprised how she got here. She looked at Aunt Qu in front of her with confusion.

Aunt Qu had quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke to Jiang Yu in a persuasive manner, as if nothing had happened.

"Ma'am, we should go back to our room and take a nap."

Jiang Yu nodded obediently and followed Aunt Qu obediently. -In the room.

The blanket was very thick and covered Sheng Yuan, covering her small chin.

All the blackout curtains are drawn, and the warm air blows in silently from the central air vent, creating a completely comfortable sleeping environment.

The girl closed her eyes and slept peacefully.

In the darkness.

Shi Yan moved a chair and sat beside the bed. He held her slender white hand that was exposed from the edge of the quilt and watched over her sleep quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Thanks to Leng Xin's wife for the monthly ticket~mua~