Chapter 25
In the early morning, Su Yan was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep. In fact, she often couldn't sleep at night after she came back these days. On the one hand, she wanted to make sure that Wen Siyu was sleeping well. On the other hand, this place was too familiar to her. It's like it used to be home.

Originally, she was supposed to go home when she came back, but too many things happened, and when she came back, things were different.

She is extremely familiar with every room here, but what is familiar is not only the breath of that person.

Besides Wen Siyu, Su Yan also had another figure hovering in her mind. Every time she thought of her, she felt as if a sharp thorn had been pierced fiercely in her heart, and the pain made her unable to breathe.

Self-blame and guilt surrounded her like a tide, she was powerless to struggle, sinking in the whirlpool, almost drowning.

In the past few days, she even dreamed about her.

That weak and pale figure used to stand in front of her, call her sister with a sweet smile, and act like a kitten in her arms. The relationship between the two of them is really good, and she even treats her as a lost his own sister.

And she also trusts her very much, trusting her like her own sister.

But she has failed this trust, and there is no chance to make up for it.

She is not a person to be trusted.

Su Yan closed her eyes and felt her heart start to burn again.

The feeling of guilt and defeat, like a poison that distorts people's hearts, spreads from the bottom of my heart inch by inch, and when it flares up, it is unbearable. Coupled with the headache that occurs every day, especially in the past few days, the attack is getting worse and worse. It became more and more violent, and the two kinds of pain were intertwined, like hell.

Just when Su Yan was about to lose her mind because of the discomfort, she suddenly heard a few coughs from the next door.

It was Wen Siyu's room.

It's not big, but she can hear it very clearly.

At that moment, Su Yan held her breath, forced herself to concentrate, and focused on paying attention to the next door.

She heard the sound of Wen Siyu getting out of bed, so it turned out that he was not asleep either.

He put on the slippers and probably walked forward. Su Yan heard the friction between the floor and the slippers. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Then, she suddenly heard the shattering sound of the glass falling to the ground, as if her nerves had been severed, she immediately opened the door and rushed out.

Wen Siyu's room was locked with a combination. Su Yan raised her hand and entered a few numbers, and the bedroom door opened in response.

Wen Siyu didn't change it, including the number of the combination lock.

But at this time Su Yan didn't notice this at all, her face was pale, she had long forgotten her discomfort, and rushed to Wen Siyu like a small whirlwind, only then abruptly stopped in her tracks.

Wen Siyu stood in front of the desk, a broken glass fell on the ground, and drinking water flowed out from under the quilt, forming several winding rivers on the ground.

At this moment, he was wearing pajamas, under his black hair was a pair of eyes that were colder than the night, and he looked at Su Yan expressionlessly.

Su Yan was stunned for a moment, her gaze slowly shifted from the cup to Wen Siyu's body, and after confirming that he was unharmed, she smiled dryly: "Hehe, that, are you okay?"

It seems that Wen Siyu just accidentally broke a cup...

And she thought that this guy was not in good health recently and got up in the middle of the night and accidentally passed out...

Cough cough, it really is chaos if you care about it, and chaos if you care about it!

(End of this chapter)

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