C209 Who Is More Important than Me?

Along with the flow of time, a wave of loneliness arose in Su Yingxue's heart. Su Yingxue's eyes glimmered with tears as she looked at the empty bed beside her. "No, I can't let my imagination run wild here." Su Yingxuesi lifted the quilt and walked out of the room quickly.

Two or three in the morning, always very cold. Su Yingxue put on a coat and headed straight for Murong Ying's room