C859 White Bollocks 13

Yi Yunqing sat on the bed for the entire night.

Yuan Xin's words were like interrogations of the heart. They kept repeating in his ears and resonated in his mind. He interrogated Yuan Xin's heart again and again, but there was still no answer.

It was as if he was walking around in a place that was so blurry that he could not see his surroundings clearly. Without a front