The mosquitoes flew around, upsetting Yang Ming and suffering too much from his life here. He had already planned to leave this place tomorrow anyway.

Liusheng apricot couldn't sleep in it. She couldn't help saying, "Yang Ming, blow out the lamp, it's more attractive to mosquitoes when it's on."

Yang Ming thought about it, too. It must be mosquitoes when the lights are on. He sat up and blew out the lights. Then he smiled and said, "Sleep well, I'm leaving tomorrow."

"You really have to go too. I feel Dinglan is right. If it's easy to leave, they've already left. They won't wait till they haven't left yet."

"Yeah,...