By the time she finished a bottle of milk intently and intoxicated, Yiyue's stomach had already swelled into a round arc, and she burped a lot, drinking too much hot milk, and her back was hot and sweaty, and the warmth made her so comfortable that her bones were crispy.

The aftertaste is endless, smashing his mouth, his eyes wide in hindsight, and sucking his short fingers.

- The palate is back.

Sudden surprises light up the world.

"Daddy." She waved the empty bottle, full of interest: "I still want it." ”

As she spoke, she hiccuped again.

Zhan Changran took her bottle, but instead of making her another cup of delicious milk, he put her in a crib with a fence on the stone steps.

"Unfortunately, there are no more." He snorted and looked at her perfunctorily.

Full of nonsense!

The child wrinkled his nose, clearly not wanting to give it to her.

But...... She stepped on the soft white mattress.

Well? Where did the crib come from?

Yi Yue cushioned her feet, grabbed the railing with both hands, looked up at Zhan Changran, and tried to jump out.

I tried several times and failed.

The fence is too high to reach her neck, and it is difficult to jump out on her own strength to have freedom.

"Daddy—" She held out her hand and motioned for him to hug him.

"No, you're right there." Zhan Changran sat back, and the tall figure disappeared in front of her, so that Xiao Budian could only look at him from the gap in the railing, "You need to sleep." ”

His tone was too firm, and his orders were so general that there was no room for manoeuvre.

Yi Yue, who didn't want to sleep yet, looked at the others: "Uncle Aman......"

Ah Man spread his hands and smiled like a good show.

Ah Man didn't help her, and others wouldn't help her.

The little one flattened his mouth and sat down in a huff, sulking at the soft quilt that had formed a circle around her, and then looked at the girl through the crack.

She stood against the wall with her eyes closed, her chest rose and fell regularly, the purple flowing in her body was full of strange rhythms, in fact, even the black circulation that moved from time to time was very distinctive, no matter what kind of life activities were presented in her eyes with a strange beauty.

Ziyi destroys Heiyi, and Heiyi devours Ziyi.

Silent and tragic.

Yi Yue sat and watched, her fingers pinching the corners of the quilt, blinking a little sadly, knowing that Zi Yi might not be able to hold on.

When I got tired of sitting down, I lay down and watched.

Looking at it, I slowly felt that this small bed was really comfortable to lie on, and the quilts around her gave her a great sense of security, and it was like a safe house.

In this small space, nothing could hurt her.

The cave was safe, the team was here, they were talking, the hum was noisy and not harsh, and it was hypnotic, and the peace and tranquility made her sleepy for a while.

When she is full, she is easy to sleepy, and she has no reason to resist this drowsiness and go with the flow to the bizarre world.

Izuki thought she was going to have nightmares.

The recent experience has been really exciting, no matter how normal she is, the frightes are real, and the fears are real.

She had never seen a mass grave, the 100-person grave was shocking enough, and the cremation could not withstand the coldness of death.

I was so shocked that I saw it in my dreams.

But it's not a nightmare, it's not exactly a nightmare.

She turned into a tiny being, shuttling through the red world, a huge red round cake with a depression in the middle from time to time, and in the gap between the red cakes, there were all kinds of strange shapes and large heads moving together, some of the unrecognizable ones looked like Y's, and some looked like an octopus with a long neck.

She was surrounded by companions who looked like her, burrowing into the pink walls, and fighting desperately with the seemingly animate patrol creatures.

Itsuki understands that she and her friends are invaders and are in a race for survival.