Shen Li only felt a burst of dizziness, as if an invisible hammer was hurtling towards her face, flattening her completely.
Shen Yu?
Who was Shen Yu? Her cousin, and though not a blood brother, he was almost like one.
But the person sitting on the bed was clearly her idol, so why had he turned into Shen Yu, into her cousin?
No, something must be wrong, how could this have happened?
It must have been a mistake somewhere...
"Miss Five, are you alright?" Wu Chen asked, instinctively reaching out to steady Shen Li, for she looked like she might collapse at any moment.
Shen Yu looked at Shen Li's face, full of disappointment and confusion, and a trace of sadness flickered across his usually indifferent and aloof face. He subconsciously pursed his lips tightly, his eyes flashing with something indiscernible. Suddenly, he pointed to a spot next to the bed and said, "Come sit here."
He wanted her to sit beside him; he wanted to be closer to observe her.
