God Invasion: It's awesome to save the world with five problematic girls! Chapter 308 - 90. Ye Shiyu still needs to work hard3

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

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

"But... having it here, it’s not annoying."

"That’s good then."

Hearing this, Yan Huan gave a resigned smile, pulled up a stool, and sat down at a slightly further distance from her.

Ye Shiyu glanced at his expression, saw that he didn’t show any signs of being upset, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At that mont of relaxation, she let out a yawn.

"Feeling sleepy, Sister Shiyu?"

"No..."

"The lights were off when I arrived, you were planning to sleep, weren’t you, Sister Shiyu?"

"Yes... I went to sleep a bit early today..."

"The rain should stop soon, I’ll leave in a bit."

Hearing this, Ye Shiyu glanced at him and proactively said,

"Chatting for a while gets rid of sleepiness."

Even though she wasn’t good at chatting, in front of Yan Huan, Ye Shiyu always tried her best to keep the conversation going.

Yan Huan smiled slightly and took the opportunity to ask,

"So, Sister Shiyu, why do you write your na on every one of your belongings?"

Ye Shiyu was taken aback for a mont, then looked at him and replied,

"Because... I’m really afraid of losing them."

"Won’t you lose them just because you wrote your na on them?"

Yan Huan asked with a resigned smile.

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

"Pitter-patter~"

The sound of rain outside continued, bringing in a slightly chilly breeze, and then, Ye Shiyu lay down on the bed, covering herself with so bedding.

"When I was little, I lived with my mom in Tianjing. I rember back then, dad bought so toys... among them was a Barbie doll wearing a pretty dress, which I liked a lot.

"At that ti, we weren’t rich; dad and mom were often not at ho. Every ti I ca back from school, I liked to talk to the doll...

Yan Huan quietly watched Ye Shiyu, who was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the dolls in the room as if searching for the feeling from those days.

But no matter what, she couldn’t find any similarity.

"Until one day, dad made a mistake, which made mom do sothing very bad to him, so bad that dad wanted to drive us out of the house...

"Mom didn’t take any valuables when she left, the only thing she wanted was to take away with her..."

"When we were leaving, dad asked whether I wanted to go with mom or stay with him..."

Yan Huan told her gently,

"You chose Aunt Ye."

Ye Shiyu nodded her head with a faint expression,

"I don’t rember...

"All I rember is that dad was very angry then, seemingly very disappointed in ...

"So even when I wanted to take the doll I liked most with , he wouldn’t allow it."

After a long silence, she said calmly,

"He snatched the toy from my hands... I rember I seed to have cried, begging dad to give the doll back to ...

"But dad said... The doll wasn’t mine as it didn’t have my na on it... So, I couldn’t take it with ...

"That was a trivial matter from the past... I don’t rember much about it... But I still rember that sentence till now. So..."

Yan Huan quietly watched Ye Shiyu, lying on the bed sideways, as if only now he understood why she always liked to write her na on things.

Perhaps it was done so that one day, if soone tried to take them from her, she could rightly claim,

"This is mine; you can’t take it."

His eyes trembled for a mont, sensing the low pressure in the room. Just as he was about to change the subject, Ye Shiyu beat him to it,

"That was a long ti ago... sorry for bringing it up... let’s talk about sothing else, shall we?"

Seeing this, Yan Huan smoothly asked,

"Sure, what else would you like to talk about, Sister Shiyu?"

"Um... that Vice President, Sakuragi Hitomi... Xiao Huan, do you like her?"

"Like..."

Yan Huan, who was smiling just a mont ago, almost instinctively responded, but in the next second, his smile froze on his face.

Miao, who was beside him, quickly blinked, hiding behind Yan Huan’s neck, seemingly afraid of getting splattered with blood if Yan Huan’s response was unsatisfactory.

It’s not...

Why would she suddenly ask this?

"Sister Shiyu, this..."

Just as Yan Huan was breaking a sweat, trying to find a way out in the critical situation...

He looked up and saw that Ye Shiyu on the bed had already closed her eyes at an unknown ti.

She was peacefully lying on her side, her fair little legs curled up and poking out of the cozy bedding towards Yan Huan’s direction.

Ye Shiyu seed to have fallen asleep.

"Pitter-patter~"

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

In the warm light of the girl’s room, Yan Huan stared blankly at Ye Shiyu’s sleeping face on the bed

for a long while before he finally murmured,

"Good night, Sister Shiyu."