She and Ye Xingsi might be like this for the rest of their lives.
Because it was too late to return, Song Silan didn't go to school and rested at home.
During this period of time, she was indeed tired, whether it was her body or her heart.
The day passed silently. When Song Silan opened his eyes again, it was already night outside.
"Auntie?"
Ye Xingsi hesitated for a long time before deciding to knock on the door. After all, the dishes had already been delivered.
"What's wrong?"
Song Silan voice was a little hoarse, and it was a little itchy.
"Come on, come out for dinner!"
Ye Xingsi was caught off guard by his voice. He hurriedly put down a sentence and walked away.
Was such a thing real and credible?
After living for over ten years, he was stunned by his voice!
Ye Xingsi rush
