As the door slammed shut, silence returned to the room.

Fu Guanmo leaned over and glanced at Tong Mu, and asked lightly, "Are you okay?" ”

Tong Mu looked at him with a pair of glass eyes, sparkling.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that she didn't seem to be able to speak now.

Fu Guanmo frowned, surprisingly calm.

"The players out there are just like you, and you seem to have really become dolls."

Tong Mu's eyes crossed with horror, and he looked at him speechless.

Fu Guanmo coughed, because there were not just the two of them in the room, he deliberately lowered his voice.

For this reason, I had to lean into her ear to speak.

The warm aroma rushed into his nose, Fu Guanmo's whole body stiffened, and he almost left subconsciously.

But seeing Tong Mu's frightened look, he suppressed the slightly uncomfortable feeling and whispered comfort.

"You can sleep for a while, maybe you can only move at night."

Hearing Fu Guanmo's words, Tong Mu was a little relieved.

As if she was frozen like this, she couldn't move at all, she was really aggrieved.

It was daytime, and everyone in the house must have fully woken up.

Fu Guanmo wanted to go out to find out the news.

However, he feared that some of the players out there might be as active as him, but they were just hiding themselves.

It's too dangerous to put Tong Mu here, and it's inconvenient to take it with you.

After thinking about it for a while, he chose to stay.

Observe and observe first, and then go out when it is safe to do so.

The players outside are all in strange shapes and postures.

Two hours passed without sound.

Fu Guanmo was relieved at this time.

He glanced at Tong Mu, who had fallen asleep on the bed, and then looked at his watch, and then got up to leave.

Fifteen minutes later, he came back again.

The house was quiet and Tong Mu slept well.

His cold face remained unchanged, and he went out through the crack in the door again.

In this way, he came back every fifteen minutes to make sure that Tong Mu was safe, and then he went out.

During this period, he even sped up his work.

Unexpectedly, he had been so worried that he didn't even realize that she was in trouble.

I don't know what the reason is.

It seems that deep down in his heart, Tong Mu's life safety is higher than his own.

Above all else.

Fu Guanmo tightened his brows, threw out the cranky things in his mind, and turned to enter the last room to check.

Everything is normal here, not a little weird.

There are no clues either.

After working for most of the day, Big Guy Fu went home, and it was only two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

He didn't know that he was hungry, so he returned to the house.

There was still silence in the house, Fu Guanmo crawled back to the small house from the dark and saw the sleeping Tong Mu.

Although he is free to move around during the day, everyone lives in the same room.

And everyone else is active at night.

So, he also had to make sure that he was energetic at night.

He looked around and closed the top of the box with his backhand.

So that if someone wants to come in, it will make a noise.

I have to say that Fu Guanmo, who has become smaller, is also delicate and cold.

After doing all this, he returned to his throne.

At this moment, his face is grim, but he really has a bit of the posture of a king of the West.

But this situation only lasted for three seconds, and his eyes fell on Tong Mu.

He had thought about many situations in which he would meet again, and in real life, he was able to move around freely.

But this can't be known to anyone else.

After all, he was a vegetative person who had been lying in a hospital bed for more than ten years and had only woken up for less than a month.

He had read Tong Mu's physical examination report and her medical records.

He has read all the physical data of the past ten years word by word.

Amazing, no problems whatsoever.

Maybe it's because of her eyes, so it's not very good with her psychological condition.

She didn't like to eat, and until the age of eighteen, her body was as weak as a premature baby.

It wasn't until the past two years that he almost couldn't hold on anymore, and he was forcibly used by the Tong family to use medical means to continue his life.

I don't know why, knowing this, his heart is very uncomfortable.

This feeling is as if everything that Tong Mu has suffered is because of him.

He was like a culprit, with an inexplicable sense of guilt.

So when I saw her for the first time, I felt sorry for her, and even wanted to compensate her.

Maybe it's because they've been together for a long time, Fu Guanmo actually looks at this face well.

After only hesitating for a moment, Fu Guanmo got up and walked to the bedside.

With a wave of his big hand, he moved the person inside, and then lay down and fell asleep.

The sense of morality or something, it's too weak for him.

For more than a dozen years in a coma, he grew up with horror games.

What strange things he hadn't seen?

If it weren't for a voice that was stopping him all the time, perhaps, the first time she saw Tong Mu, she would have died at his hands.

Well, now he doesn't want to kill her.

Then protect it.

Time passes, and light and shadow are dappled.

Sunlight shone in through the transparent glass windows, shining on all the little people on the shelves.

They maintain their postures, some of them are independent, some of them are doing Thomas maneuvers.

One of the brothers who split in the air widened his eyes and cursed inwardly.

This should be his factory action, so perverted, his leg hurts to death, and he can't change his position yet.

Just stand like this for a day, let alone rest, it's good to keep losing your legs.

The wooden frame is dappled with light and shadow, shining on the ground behind it.

The gift box on the table was silent, without a single movement.

The navy villain sitting on the cabinet in the distance looked pensive, and his stiff facial features made him look a little fierce.

He suddenly entered the game, and his real body must have fainted on the little girl's bed.

I don't know if she will be scared. How do you explain it to her when you go back......

Seven o'clock in the evening, the most beautiful and peaceful time of the night.

The husband, who was tired from a day's work, got off work with his briefcase.

With a smile on his lips, he got out of the car and walked into the house easily.

He said hello to his wife, followed by his son, who came home obediently after school.

What a heartwarming scene, which makes people completely ignore the little boy's pale face.

The couple got together, exchanged words and said intimate words.

The little boy sat obediently on a small stool in the living room, writing his homework.

After eating, he quickly returned to his room.

At eight o'clock in the evening, all players were still unable to move.

Perhaps, they speculated, they might have to wait until the clock strikes midnight to liberate them.

After all, the game reminds you at the beginning that when night falls, the true meaning will be revealed......

Tong Mu had already woken up, and she stared at the bed tent with many ornaments on her head.

From time to time, the eyes try to glance to the right. I always feel like there's one more person next to me.

As the minutes ticked by, the little boy came in, took a look at the pile of dolls, and chose one of the puppets that resembled a police officer.