Ao Xue followed them all the time, when he knew Ye Nianmo was coming, his face showed joy. "As long as he comes, it's all right."

Ding Yiyi kept silent and intuitively told her that it was far from over.

In the room, Ye Miao can hear the conversation outside. The lamp on the table stretches his shadow very long. There is no other light source besides that.

That was how he sat that day. For about an hour, he felt short of breath, his chest was stuffy, he could not breathe, his nose was very uncomfortable, his ears were booming, and then he was unconscious.

He raised his watch...