"Master, the young lady and the two young masters are resting." Qin Huo reported softly to Qi Yemo.

Qi Yemo nodded.

Qin Huo nodded, took out two cushions from a storage cabinet, and then set up the folding bed.

Then he took another blanket and put it on the sofa: "It's cold at night, cover it with a blanket when you rest." ”

Qi Yemo nodded: "Okay, you go and rest." ”

The lights in the hall were dimmed a bit.

Qi Yemo reclined on the sofa, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and the pale blue smoke wafted in the air.

The whole night was frowning and tossing and turning, and the death of Fang Gu and the fire at the farmhouse seemed to have happened unexpectedly on the surface.

However, if these two events happen on the same day, then they cannot be defined by 'accident' and 'coincidence'.

He had a faint feeling that, to some extent, these two things seemed to be related in a certain way.

But he never figured out where their inner connection was.

It wasn't until after four o'clock in the morning, after a yawn, that he leaned back on the sofa and gradually fell asleep.

Early in the morning, Qin Huo had already woken up before everyone woke up.

Although this is a basement, on the one hand, it preserves Qi Yemo's childhood memories, and another function is to take refuge.

So, there is no shortage of emergency supplies, food and drinking water, and there is enough to live for a month.

Moreover, the air here is connected to the outside world by special pipes, so that the air is clean at all times.

So, he quickly prepared everyone's breakfast.

When Chenchen and Yangyang woke up, they saw that their mother was still asleep, so they quietly got dressed and went to the ground. After going out, close the door gently.

"Two young masters, you can have breakfast after you finish washing." Qin Huo beckoned them to eat.

The restaurant is located at the innermost end of the basement, and the table that seats eight people is already filled with steaming hot food and drinks.

Qin Huo was afraid that it would affect the rest of his rest, although he kept his voice low.

However, Qi Yemo was still woken up. He stretched out his wrist and looked at his watch, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

Leaning on the couch all night is really not comfortable.

My whole body felt frozen, and my legs and feet were a little sore.

He stretched his legs, then set aside the blanket that covered him.

Standing up, he moved his arms and neck again.

Qin Huo walked to Qi Yemo's side: "Master, breakfast is ready." ”

Qi Yemo followed Qin Huo and walked towards the restaurant.

When he passed by Ye Huanyu's bedroom, he heard that there seemed to be movement inside, and he immediately opened the bedroom door......

*****

"Auntie...... Aunt don't ...... Don't leave ......"

Ye Huanyu closed her eyes tightly, stretched out her hands, and leaned forward vigorously, her fingertips trying to grasp something.

After shouting, he sat up from the bed abruptly.

When she opened her eyes with all her might, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her breathing was so rapid that her heart felt like her heart was about to jump out.

She caressed her rapidly undulating heart with her hand as much as she could, and looked around—it was dark, and she couldn't see her fingers.

Is it a dream?

Was it just a dream?

At this time, a bright white light was projected from outside, stabbing Ye Huanyu to raise his hand and block it in front of his eyes.

Through her fingers, she vaguely saw a tall figure appear in the middle of the bright light.

Is it so hard that you have to follow Aunt Fang?

Fainting, in a hazy consciousness, a pair of powerful hands propped up her falling body.

"Huan'er, Huan'er......"