When I got back to the community, it was 23:00, no one was around, but there were still several families with bright windows.
Ye Ziheng goes to the door of Lin Ya's house. He now faces a choice. A major choice is to wake up Lin Ya and let her go home. I'd better go straight to my home.
After all, ye Ziheng doesn't have the key of Lin Ya's family. It's not a problem to open the door with his current cultivation, but how to close the door is a problem.
Thinking about it, ye Ziheng hears Lin Ya's whisper on his back. Turning around, he finds that her eyes have opened slowly.
"Are you awake?"
Asked ye Ziheng softly.
"Well." Linya nodded softly.
"Let me down."
Ye Ziheng put him down carefully from his back.
"So, how are you feeling?"
"It's OK, but I'm a little dizzy."
Lin Ya said, looking at ye Ziheng, two eyes looking at ye Ziheng's face, as if to see something from his face.
"How did we get out?"
Her head is low, and her voice sounds weak. I don't know if she is scared or really tired.
"After eight scenes, I came out."
"The last scene, what is it?"
"Well, a skeleton."
"Very powerful?"
"Pretty good."
"Are you ok?"
"Nothing."
After asking these questions, Lin Ya was silent for a while. After a long time, he looked up at ye Ziheng.
"Can I go to your house tonight?"
"Ah!"
Ye Ziheng is at a loss. He doesn't understand Lin ya.
"I dare not be alone at home."
Linya said again, with tears in her eyes. It seemed that she was really scared.
"Well." Ye Ziheng nodded, then led Lin Ya back to his home.
Ye Ziheng asked Lin ya to sit on the sofa. He went to the kitchen and got a few packets of milk to heat up, then divided them into three cups.
Another cup is for Xiaokui. This guy is still awake, lying on the sofa, playing with the wool ball ye Ziheng bought for her.
Ye Ziheng poured Xiaokui's milk into a bowl and put it on the table. Then she jumped onto the table and began to lick the milk with her little pink tongue.
Then ye Ziheng took out two more cups of milk and handed one to Lin ya.
Milk is calming, but today Lin Ya sees so many things. I don't know if the milk is still useful, but at least it can make people feel better psychologically.
Ye Ziheng sits beside Lin Ya and drinks the milk in the cup from time to time, but Lin ya just holds the cup and looks down at the milk inside and says nothing.
"Do you want to watch some TV?"
Ye Ziheng asked that he didn't know what to talk about now, so he had to try to turn Lin Ya's attention to other things.
But linya shook her head. "No more."
They stayed for more than ten minutes in such a quiet and weird environment. Ye Ziheng was trying to chat with Lin ya to distract her and distract her. But Lin ya never spoke, even if he said it, it would never exceed five words.
After a long silence, ye Ziheng was really afraid that Lin Ya would hold something in such a way. He turned around to see what Lin Ya was about to say, but he saw tears the size of peas falling slowly from her eyes and dropping into the milk in her hands.
Ye Ziheng sighed and slowly opened his arms to hold Lin ya.
"Cry, it will be better to cry."