Returning to the hotel, Wen Linyu hesitated repeatedly in the elevator.
Ultimately, he uncontrollably got out of the elevator on the floor where An Li was staying.
At the door of An Li's room, Wen Linyu pondered for a long time, and his outstretched hand stopped before touching the doorbell.
He repeatedly persuaded himself in his mind that perhaps this was also an opportunity.
An opportunity for both An Li and himself to give up.
Thinking of this, he turned and walked away.
But after walking just a few steps, his feet stopped again.
It was as if a voice inside him kept saying, "Coward, a coward who can't face his own heart!"
Wen Linyu's fists involuntarily clenched.
And the next moment, he didn't care about anything else and turned back to the door.
This time, his hand seemed to finally act faster than his brain and pressed down on the doorbell button.
As the doorbell rang, Wen Linyu's mind was in chaos.
