His voice seemed to carry a faint melancholy and a hint of hope.

Xia Lingge looked at him quietly, as if he wanted to explore something from his facial expressions, but Si Cheng's demeanor converged quickly, but the faint melancholy and hope in the blink of an eye dissipated invisibly, if it weren't for Xia Lingge's deep knowledge of his sixth sense, I am afraid that he would take that fleeting emotion as an illusion.

"Okay, senior sister, what are we going to do next?" Si Cheng blinked and looked at her, an ignorant and innocent look that he couldn't grasp the future was no different from Xia Lingge's impression of him, and it could even be said that he was ...... More like Si Cheng than Si Cheng.

Xia Lingge took out the doll in her arms, the doll that was as unique as Qin Keqing lay quietly in her hand, and the fluffy touch was like being made of fine materials, but ...... The owner of the doll is dead, and the doll itself does not appear to be 'injured' or 'dead'.

Could it be that the so-called hurt resonance is only one-way?

"Probably so."

Si Cheng frowned and thought about it, but he also agreed with her. Xia Lingge was stunned, only to realize that she had said what was in her heart, and she was silent for a while: "What do you think?" ”

"I don't see anything."

Si Cheng lowered his eyes as if regretful and annoyed, "I listen to the command of the senior sister, and I will do whatever the senior sister asks me to do." ”

Still as obedient as before.

Xia Lingge retracted his gaze and fell on the doll he was holding, so realistic that it was like a puppet lying in her palm and quietly looking at her, for a moment Xia Lingge felt that what was in front of him was not a doll, but the real Qin Keqing.

She unconsciously reached out her fingertips and pinched the doll's neck.

"Senior sister, what's wrong?" Si Cheng turned his head and looked at her with some uneasiness.

"Nothing."

Xia Lingge put the doll on the glass coffee table in front of him, raised his eyes to look at the clock hanging on the wall, and the hands were 'ticking and ticking', turning unhurriedly, and before he knew it, it was already 1:40 in the morning.

"Let's rest first." "I don't see anything about this doll right now," she said. ”

Si Cheng nodded: "Okay." ”

Xia Lingge hesitated: "Si Ruan, she ......"

Si Cheng seemed to suddenly remember something, clenched his hands into fists, put them under his lips, and coughed lightly: "That...... My sister said that she had met a friend on the side of the road who had not been in touch for a long time, and she planned to talk to her tonight and would not come back. ”

Xia Lingge: "...... Yes? ”

Si Cheng rolled his eyes a little unnaturally, and moved the mobile phone next to him towards the sofa, he knew that this lie sounded ridiculous, but she couldn't tell the truth that Si Ruan went to sleep in a small hotel in order to create a two-person world for them, and also took away all the keys and money in the house, including but not limited to security door keys, electric car keys, and bicycle keys......

And his private money.

In other words, if he sent Xia Lingge away, he would have no choice but to sleep on the street tonight.

And......

Si Cheng glanced at Xia Lingge, he was indeed a little selfish.

Xia Lingge obviously didn't think about so many twists and turns, she looked at the doll that was moving more and more - it's okay, if something really happens in the middle of the night, it will save scaring others.

She happily agreed to Si Cheng's proposal to stay overnight, which made Si Cheng both happy and surprised, and the manuscript was wasted like this.

But even if he agreed to stay overnight, Si Cheng didn't have much of the courage of a bear and a leopard, and they still lived separately.

Just like that, the hands of the clock slowly pointed to two o'clock.