Rong Junyi bought all kinds of candy that could be seen in the market and put it in front of Shu Cheng.

He was gentle and outstanding, different from the arrogance and coldness in the past: "see what you want to eat?"

Shucheng just leaned back on the sofa, slowly raised his heavy eyelids and shook his head numbly. Now these sugars are tasteless for Shucheng.

"It's all right. I'll always find what you want to eat. I'll send someone to find it." Rong Junyi's black eyes moved and forced the feeling of heartache. "Do you want to travel? I'll take you to Africa and France again?" Rong Junyi found a seat beside Shu Cheng and sat down and opened his mouth.

Shu Cheng pursed her thin lips and leaned her head against Rong Junyi's chest, unable to say a word.

"I'll make you better!" Rong Junyi said firmly in a deep voice, "don't worry, I'll think of a way!"

Shu Cheng listened to Rong Junyi's voice echoing in her ears for a long time and couldn't disperse. She felt the burning temperature on Rong Junyi and his strong heartbeat for a moment.

Looking up again, he saw the unshaven beard on Rong Junyi's face, looking decadent and listless in the dark.

Is this still the cold, arrogant ah Xiaorong in her heart?

It must be because of himself that he became like this

Shu Cheng's eyes fell on Rong Junyi's face all the time.

If she degenerates, she won't have any sense of guilt, but let Rong Junyi accompany her in such pain. Shu Cheng can't be calm.

A sleepless night.

She leaned against Rong Junyi's arms. Each of them had something on his mind and didn't say a word.

Shu Cheng has some ideas in his mind.

……

The morning sun was reflected on the floor through the French windows.

She sat up. Rong Junyi had gone out and was probably running about for her own business.

Shu Cheng thought all night. She couldn't go on like this.

It's not her Shucheng style to sing at night and dream of death.

She used to be the light in the hearts of many people and the torch for many people to cheer up after despair.

She has cured so many people, why can't she heal herself now?

Shu Cheng picked up his pen and dropped a few words. This letter was written to Rong Junyi.

"Man, when I saw you last night, your face was full of beard, black circles under your eyes, and the collar of your shirt was still open. I can't mention it at all. If it was before, I would definitely... Forget it, don't say it. Everything before has passed. I only remember the kind of heartache I felt when I saw you last night.

You shouldn't be like this, let alone for me.

You are a powerful king standing in front of everyone, but you have become such a decadent ghost for me. How can I feel at the bottom of my heart?

In fact, I'm a system. Don't be nervous, but I don't think you'll be nervous. If you're smart, I'm afraid you'll have guessed something long ago.

The system is omnipotent. There is nothing I don't know about astronomy, geography, vast stars, long history and small creatures.

Acting, singing, writing, everything, I can really do it easily.

But I am the only one who knows that those things really don't belong to me. I rely on the ability given by the system to stand on the high platform. The higher I stand, the more painful it will be if I fall now.