The cat's pace is light, and even in the silence of the night, no matter how fast it walks, it will not attract attention.

The eldest sister followed the eldest sister closely, and the eldest sister followed the couple again, until they entered the emergency department, and the footsteps of the followers stopped, the eldest sister looked at the white building in the dark night and lost her mind, tossing and turning for a moment and turning her head back, it seemed that she did not want to continue to follow, and planned to go back.

As for going back there, it was probably in the room where the protagonist of the script was lying on the cradle bed this time.

Li Zhi didn't know why she suddenly turned around, but vaguely guessed that this was another clue, so he fell into a choice again - whether to continue to follow the eldest sister back to the room, or follow the couple up.

The god of dice didn't give him any hints.

But the cat's head was rarely bright.,Remembering what the god of dice had said before when urging him to go to the room where the hero was.,Suddenly made a decision.。

It followed the eldest sister back to the room where the protagonist was.

The difference is that the eldest sister can go directly through the wall, while she can climb up by following the water pipe.

"It's a regular thing like this, just one dice is needed...... "It gives valuable advice to the god of dice for the act of being forced to roll the dice many times when climbing the pipeline.

However, the response to its opinion is only a classic sentence.

[Old horses also have times when they miss their front hooves. 】

Directly blocked it.

Fortunately, the distance from the first floor to the fourth floor, the other party did not frantically ask each floor to be checked once, but directly did it at one time.

At night, no one notices that a cat has ever been visited outside their window, even though most people only have a shadow of it in front of their window.

Or that its movements are too agile, following a small pipe, and then using all the windows as a jumping platform, the cornices and walls should be the best description of it.

Rushing up, to the windowsill, the people in the house are still sleeping, the hero in the cradle stretched out his hand, trying to grab the tail of the wind chimes hanging on the top of the cradle bed, he unconsciously reached out to grab it, but he didn't know that even in the middle of the night, someone was watching him.

When the orange cat appeared on the windowsill, it didn't make a sound, but the wind that followed poured in through the window may have disturbed him.

The graceful white curtains danced, and the woman was asleep in the middle of the night, with a smile on her lips, and her longing could be seen in her moonlit countenance.

The wind passed through the curtains and into the hall, shaking the wind chimes.

The boy grabbed one side of the cradle bed, stood up tremblingly, grasped the iron bars that were attached to the side of the cradle bed with both hands, stood up straight, and opened his eyes to see the world.

It was late at night, and the lights were turned off in this room, and if there was any light that could make him see anything, it was only moonlight.

That's exactly what he was looking at.

Li Zhi never thought that he would make such a big move at this age, and the figure squatting on the windowsill did not move, staring at the eyes exposed in the cradle bed.

There was a look in those eyes that a baby should not have, such a dim light, like the product of discouragement, when he looked at this window, there was nostalgia and hatred, this may not be the feeling of a window, but the whole world.

And the way he looked at the woman on the bed, it was a complex feeling that couldn't be analyzed.

He was shouting silently, asking, "Why?" He said to himself, "I understand." ”

No one knew who he was going to ask, and no one could give him an answer.

The things hidden here reminded Li Zhi of a sentence he had read: "Do you know? Newborns have memories of past lives until the age of four. ”

That was what a particularly emotional female friend told him when he was in college, and she didn't say much at the time, but laughed it off after she finished speaking, and didn't come up with any evidence to support this statement, as if it was just a sentence that she suddenly uttered without thinking about it.

The person concerned took it as a joke, but Li Zhi remembered this sentence, without him, because when the other party said this, it instantly seemed to become another person - its scalp was a little numb.

Now the baby's eyes showed that it could see the deepest despair of the souls that lived there.

It doesn't know why there is such a deep sense of despair...... If the dice god hadn't taken the box back, he would probably have guessed at a later time, but it shouldn't have been at this time anyway.

Similarly, at this moment, inexplicable emotions surged from the bottom of my heart, and an inspiration dice quietly came out.

25/75

It stood still, the cat locking on to the baby, but at some point, their gazes exchanged.

Li Zhi felt that he was back in the baby's body in an instant, and what he saw in his eyes was as if he was standing in the baby's position.

But there's one difference.

In his field of vision, there were no cats, the windows were closed, and the woman sat on the edge of the bed, silently looking out of the window, and anyone who saw her face in front would have felt a moment of amazement, the first glance for the admiration of her beauty, and the second glance for her haggard lamentation.

No one knows why her face is so melancholy.

Li Zhi's eyes couldn't see her front, he could only see a back, a back that seemed to leave the whole world behind.

Moonshine can be gentle, but it can also be cold.

The cold of the body is like a pool of cold pools poured down from the head, and the baby's body rushes to fear, foreseeing the fear of abandonment.

So a cry came out of his mouth, trying to attract the unfocused gaze to look back, but when these voices were transmitted to the man's side, they were visibly distorted, as if those voices had turned into substance, and when they touched the woman's side, they touched an invisible shield and slowly dispersed.

It was as if she was cut off from the whole world.

His vision blurred, and the water kept splashing up, and at last he could only catch a glimpse of a weeping shadow.

The scene changed in an instant, everything that came into view became blood red, time had changed, the moon outside the window was now gone, and it was noisy outside the building, and I didn't know what was arguing.

She's dead.

The thought popped into his mind and lingered for a long time.

Although there was an argument outside the door, it was a man's voice, but it was definitely not the person Li Zhi had heard before.

That's when he discovered a problem:

The woman...... He looked a lot older than he looked when he wasn't using the inspiration dice.

Before he could figure out where he was coming from, the baby's mouth began to babble, as if trying to prove his existence.

No matter how much he shouted, no one came to serve him.

At this point, the inspiration ended, and Li Zhi, who returned to the cat's body, found that the child was asleep, clutching the iron rod with both hands, and swaying, just about to fall down to the rhythm.

At the closed door of the room, a floating imp slowly slipped in, and when he saw the baby standing up, he let out a scream of surprise.

Fortunately, others couldn't hear her scream, but Li Zhi's cat ears were obviously broken under this scream.

Stretching on the windowsill, the orange cat lay down and fell asleep.