After the problem was solved, the three climbed into bed.
In the dark, Mo Xiujin closed his eyes and lay facing the wall, quietly listening to the faint breathing of the two people behind him.
I don't know how long it was until they fell asleep, he gently turned over, opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling above his head.
In fact, the house is not all dark.
The curtains were pulled half way, and the blue and white moonlight spilled into the room through the window, tracing the shadow of the big tree outside the building on the glass and on the ground, like teeth and claws, shaking in the breeze.
Mo Xiujin put his hands on his chest and stared at the shadow on the ceiling for a while. Suddenly he got up, took the single clothes by the bed, put them on and went out of the room.
"Well?" When the door closed, murui Ning moved and struggled to open his eyes.
He is a beggar. He has long been forced out of his ears by life and is most sensitive to sound.
"Where are the people?" Murui Ning sat up, raised his hand and rubbed it. He still had some eyes that couldn't open, and looked around.
Mo Xiujin is not here.
Zhao Xu in the other bed slept well.
Without thinking, he climbed out of bed and touched the door.
From then on, he probably had an instinct to follow Mo Xiujin all the time.
Finally, after another soft sound of the door lock, the whole room returned to silence.
In the dark night, Zhao Xu, who should have slept well, suddenly sighed and sat up helplessly.
He stared at the closed door and the two empty beds in the room, pulled his head and breathed again.
He knew for a long time that supervising Mo Xiujin was a very troublesome thing.
If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you have to do something mysterious
In the corridor.
Mo Rui took two steps to catch up with Mo Xiujin and grabbed his clothes again.
Mo Xiujin looked back at him and was not surprised: "how did you get up?"
"Where are you going?"
Murui Ning didn't answer the question, frowned and insisted, "I'll follow you."
He pulled his fingers tightly for fear that Mo Xiujin would let him go back.
Mo Xiujin looked into his eyes and hissed. He didn't refuse, so he took him out.
"Where are we going?"
"Just walk around." Mo Xiujin said lazily.
Neither of them walked fast all the way.
The key is mo Xiujin. He seems to have nothing to do. He just thinks the room is too stuffy and wants to go out for a walk. He kicks his feet forward. Murui Ning followed behind him, looking left and right curiously.
He has never seen the castle in the end, but he is more familiar with the castle top this afternoon.
"There are so many rooms here."
"Yes." Mo Xiujin has more than one answer. I'm afraid there's a lot of fishiness in it.
He didn't say this for fear of frightening Mo ruining.
All the way outside the castle, Mo Xiujin finally stopped.
Murui Ning looked at the door in front of him and the man in front of him: "do you want to leave?"
A child of seven or eight years old is smart and clever.
Mo Xiujin smiled, but shook his head. Without hesitation, he said, "I don't want to."
"But you seem to want to get out of here." Murui is puzzled.
Mo Xiujin said he didn't want to, but he could see his eyes, which were yearning.
"Birds kept by humans cannot fly away from their cages, or they will only die."
Murui Ning blinked: "but we are not birds."
Mo Xiujin smiled, raised his hand and slowly touched the iron door in front of him. The longing in his eyes gradually became complex: "this door is a gap. The place it encloses is a cage. You and I can't go out. Only stay here can we live..."
"I don't understand." Mo Rui stroked his head.
Mo Xiujin looks sad, but he doesn't understand. A beggar's survival rule is to find food. Where there is food, he can live.
But what is mo Xiujin for? Now murui Ning doesn't know.
One day after a long time, he realized that Mo Xiujin was carrying such a heavy burden.
At this moment, Mo Xiujin didn't explain. He seemed to suddenly become another person, different from the proud Mo Xiujin in the daytime. At the moment, he was wrapped in silence and stood quietly in front of the iron gate for a long time.
Murui Ning didn't say a word and stood beside him until the moon was in the middle of the sky and gradually tilted to the West. Mo Xiujin finally moved.
He didn't say anything or do anything. He took Mo Rui Ning back the same way.
On the balcony.
Zhao Xu saw them reappear, flashed and went back to the room.
In order to avoid being discovered by Mo Xiujin, he didn't even turn on the light.
But Mo Xiujin downstairs still raised his head and looked at the corner of the curtain floating on the balcony without trace, and the corner of his lips gently hooked.
The next day, Jie stood in front of the monitoring picture, watched Mo Xiujin walk to the gate and did nothing. He frowned and asked the people next to him, "what does he mean? Sleepwalking?"
Eukins. Yan's eyes also fell on the monitoring screen. He slowly rubbed his chin with one hand, and his eyes gradually sank: "pay attention these days to see if anyone is wandering nearby."
Jie was stunned and nodded as if he understood something.
Eukins. Yan Wei pondered and said, "also, let them monitor all the time and don't let people invade the system."
There are Ning Jiwei and Jian Yi at the other end. He has to guard against the security of the electronic system more than someone secretly delivers information.
"You mean, he's trying to find a way to contact Xiangcheng?"
Jie said, his face has sunk. He originally came to Mo Xiujin to be a useful chess piece, but he wants to betray them all the time. What's the difference between holding a disobedient knife in his hand?
"Who knows? Don't think about it. Anyway, he doesn't dare to go. We don't need to focus on him every day." Eukins. Yan shrugged and didn't care.
As long as Mo Xiujin is obedient enough, he can't turn over any waves in his palm anyway.
What else does Jie want to say, eukins. Yan patted him on the shoulder and said, "it's time for us to do our own things."
The game is just suspended, not over.
If they want to have more fun next, how can they do it without making some preparations?
Jie nodded and just wanted to promise. Suddenly he remembered something and asked, "his training..."
"You're in charge." Eukins. Yan said, "from today on."
"Yes." Jie promised, turned his head and looked at the figure walking in the dark on the screen, with a strange smile on his face, "I will teach him well..."
He promised that Mo Xiujin would see what the real darkness was.