Weird Fantasy Invasion

"No. All right."

It sounds a bit inhumane to let Xiao Huan run back to the South District from the Jinghe District to sleep so late, but the reason remains the same.

If she let Xiao Huan stay, she was afraid she would lose control again.

The bruises on her back caused by her mother whipping her with a clothes hanger still hurt slightly, as if they were a tight hoop that bound Ye Shiyu's behavior.

"Come to think of it, this is my first time coming to Sister Shiyu's room, even though it's in this way."

"Yeah. Because I usually do crafts here, so it looks a bit messy."

Yan Huan looked around at the neatly arranged dolls in the closets, all of which seemed to be looking at him, and couldn't help asking,

"Sister Shiyu, wouldn't it be scary to have so many puppets watching you sleep?"

Ye Shiyu sat back on the edge of the bed, shook her head, and asked in confusion,

"Why?"

"That's right. That's how it's played out in some horror stories."

".Maybe it's because those dolls weren't made by those people, they don't belong to them, so they feel scared."

Ye Shiyu blinked and looked at Yan Huan.

“You won’t be afraid of things that truly belong to you.”

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Hearing this, Yan Huan was slightly stunned and turned to look at Ye Shiyu.

She and the life-size doll sitting on the chair beside her bed looked at her expressionlessly.

"In that case, it's great that the doll I gave to Sister Shiyu can be considered yours."

Ye Shiyu turned to look at the jellyfish doll on the bedside table, shook her head, and said,

"I didn't write a name on this doll, so it doesn't belong to me yet."

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Yan Huan didn't know how to respond to this.

Ye Shiyu has the ability to easily kill a conversation, and Yan Huan has experienced this many times.

Seeing Yan Huan fall silent, Ye Shiyu realized that she might have said something wrong again.

She opened her mouth, paused for a long time, and then whispered,

"But, it's not annoying to put it here."

"that would be great."

Hearing this, Yan Huan smiled helplessly, moved a stool and sat a little further away from her.

Ye Shiyu took a look at his expression and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he didn't look strange.

As she relaxed, she yawned.

"Are you sleepy, Sister Shiyu?"

"No."

"The lights in the room were off when I came. Sister Shiyu should be sleeping, right?"

"Well, I went to bed early today."

"The rain should stop soon. I'll be leaving soon."

Hearing this, Ye Shiyu glanced at him and took the initiative to say,

"Let's chat for a while, and you won't feel sleepy anymore."

Even though she was not good at chatting, Ye Shiyu always tried her best to keep the topic going in front of Yan Huan.

Yan Huan smiled slightly and asked,

"Sister Shiyu, so why do you have to write your name on everything you own?"

Ye Shiyu was slightly stunned, looked at him and replied,

"Because... I'm afraid of losing them."

"Will it not be lost if I write my name on it?"

Yan Huan smiled helplessly and asked back.

Ye Shiyu looked at him and nodded after a long silence.

"Drip, drip~"

The sound of rain outside the window continued, bringing a slightly cool breeze, so Ye Shiyu lay on the bed on her side and put on some bedding.

"When I was young, my mother and I lived in Tianjin. I remember that my father bought me some toys. One of them was a Barbie doll wearing beautiful clothes. I liked it very much.

"At that time, my family was not well-off, and my father and mother were often not at home. Every time I came home from school, I liked to talk to the doll.

Yan Huan quietly looked at Ye Shiyu who was lying on the bed, watching her staring blankly at the dolls all over the room, as if she was looking for the feeling she had back then.

But in any case, there is no similarity at all.

"Until one day, Dad made a mistake and Mom did something so bad to him that he wanted to kick us out of the house.

"My mother didn't take anything valuable with her. She just wanted me to leave with her."

"Before leaving, my father asked me whether I wanted to follow my mother or him."

Yan Huan looked at her and said softly,

"You chose Aunt Ye."

Ye Shiyu nodded, expression indifferent.

“I don’t remember

"I just remember that my father was very angry and seemed very disappointed in me.

"So, even when I wanted to take my favorite doll away, he wouldn't allow me to."

After a long silence, she said calmly,

"He snatched the doll from my hand. I remember I seemed to cry and begged my father to give the doll back to me.

"But my dad said that the doll didn't have my name on it, so it wasn't mine, so I couldn't take it with me.

"Those are small things. I don't remember many things clearly, but I still remember this sentence. So."

Yan Huan quietly looked at Ye Shiyu lying on her side on the bed, as if she finally understood why Ye Shiyu always liked to write her name on things.

Perhaps it is so that one day, when someone wants to compete with her, she can justifiably say,

"This is mine, you can't take it away."

His eyes trembled slightly for a moment, sensing the low pressure in the room. He was about to change the subject when Ye Shiyu spoke first.

"It was a long time ago. Sorry for saying that. Let's talk about something else."

Seeing this, Yan Huan asked,

"Okay, what else does Sister Shiyu want to talk about?"

"Well, the vice president is called Sakuramiya Hitomi. Xiao Huan, do you like her?"

"happiness"

Yan Huan, who was smiling just now, subconsciously wanted to answer, but the next second, his smile froze on his face.

Miaojiang next to him also blinked immediately and hid behind Yan Huan's neck in fear.

He was afraid that if Yan Huan gave him an unsatisfactory answer, he would get covered in blood.

Not

Why are you asking this suddenly?

"Sister Shiyu, this."

Just as Yan Huan raised his head with sweat all over his forehead, trying to find a way out of the crisis,

When I looked up, I found that Ye Shiyu lying on the bed had closed her eyes without me noticing.

She lay peacefully on her side in the quilt, her fair legs hooked together and sticking out of the warm quilt, facing the direction of Yan Huan.

Ye Shiyu seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Drip, drip~"

The sound of rain outside the window continued, but the thunder gradually died down.

In the boudoir lit by warm lights, only Yan Huan stared blankly at Ye Shiyu's sleeping face on the bed.

After a long time, I heard him whisper,

"Good night, Sister Shiyu."

Chapter 92 Is this right, Spencer?

"Well"

The light of Tuesday morning shone through the curtains, sweeping away the gloom of the night.

Ye Shiyu's long eyelashes lying on the bed trembled slightly, revealing a hint of sleepiness.

She opened her eyes hazily, and only when she sat up did she realize that she was covered with a quilt, which was different from what she remembered before falling asleep last night.

After being in a daze for a second, she gradually regained her consciousness and suddenly remembered what happened last night.

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Turning around and looking around, he no longer saw the young man in the room.

With the balcony door closed, the curtains looked lifeless without the breeze.

It was not until she turned around to open her cell phone to see what time it was that she realized that the jellyfish doll on the bedside table had been pulled out by someone at some point in time.

He turned his head stupidly and faced her.