After everyone finished their dinner, they were ready to wash and sleep.

The two rooms were assigned to Wang Xiu and Lin Qing, as well as Fu Chi and the little zombie. Others spread the quilt and lay the floor in the hall.

inside the room.

The little zombie pointed out the window, Fu Chi was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Are you going out?"

She nodded.

At night, he couldn't see Fu Chi's expression clearly, only those eyes flashed with visible light, and he actually didn't want her to go out at all.

- even though she might be stronger because of the rain.

But still agreed.

In the middle of the night, when everyone fell asleep, Fu Chi took her out of the house slowly.

Fu Chi stood by the eaves, quietly watching the little guy standing in the rain, his hand hanging by his side tightened slightly.

There was no response at first, but slowly, the clothes that were supposed to be wet became dry inexplicably.

The rain seemed to fall on her, but it didn't seem like it. The moment the rain fell on her clothes, it disappeared.

The petite body slowly elongated, and the body floated in mid-air. Her black hair reached her ankles in an instant, and slowly turned into dreamy silver hair, hazy, not of the world.

Beautiful and far away.

The silver-haired beauty looked back at him indifferently, not as young and cute in her impression, but with a cold and indifferent glance. In the originally clear and clear eyes, it was as cold as ice and nothing.

There is no familiar dependence on intimacy, only indifference.

Fu Chi pursed his lips tightly, his lips were slightly white, he looked at her quietly, the light in his eyes was broken, and it was quiet.

The silver-haired beauty only existed for a moment, and she soon gradually changed back to her original state, back to the ignorant and confused look he was familiar with, with a pair of shallow eyes that were as cute as a deer.

Slowly falling from the air, Fu Chi quickly stepped forward to catch her.

She fell asleep.

The body is no longer as cold as before, with a little temperature. Although it is not warm, it is finally a little warm, and even the heartbeat rate has accelerated a little.

There are various signs that she is gradually changing in the direction of the living.

Fu Chi's mood was unclear, and he silently carried her back to the room.

Tonight, he stayed in bed and watched her all night.

*

In the morning, Fu Chi left the room very early, and he didn't sleep all night, but he was not tired.

Wang Lin and the others continued to sleep soundly in the hall.

Only Xie Xiangchen was awake.

He looked at Fu Chi with a calm expression, "I saw you take her out last night."

Fu Chi's eyes snapped to Xie Xiangchen, his deep peach blossom eyes were a bit sharp and vaguely hostile.

Xie Xiangchen was not surprised by this. He didn't know why Fu Chi was so nervous, but the other party was never a good person in his bones, and his gentleness was only on the surface.

His tone was still calm, "I didn't take a peek, and I didn't use my abilities to sense it, I just knew that you guys had gone out, and there was that sudden and powerful aura."

After a pause, he continued, "Her special cannot be revealed to anyone."

Fu Chi knew that Xie Xiangchen was telling the truth, and the little guy suddenly transformed... The aura was really strong, if everyone hadn't slept late at night, they would probably have noticed.

Although he knew that Xie Xiangchen would not do anything, he was still dissatisfied, and his tone was a little unkind, "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

Xie Xiangchen looked out the window, his expression was deadly still, and his tone was always light, "I started to suffer from neurasthenia in the last days, and I seldom fell asleep."

Fu Chi suddenly felt that the other party couldn't understand a little.

The other party seemed to have lost his vigor, lifeless and hopeless in his eyes.