I don't know what happened between them, but I know that it should be almost a hundred years since then. He always remembered, never forgot.

Should I... let him remember a hundred years, or even longer?

Although as a woman, it's cool to think this way, but what qualifications do I have to let him bear the loneliness of gains and losses?

So, stop talking.

I fell silent, and Li Xiaoran didn't speak any more. After a while, he slowly loosened his grip on my wrist and closed his eyes again. I pulled my hand back from his palm, and this time he didn't move when I helped him take off his glasses.

After a while, Li Xiaoran's breathing began to become even.

His breath was cold, from the coolness in his body, which made me feel a little cold in the dark.

All of a sudden, I don't know what state of mind I was in, and I suddenly cared about the coolness. I bent down, and just like he was sleeping in my arms, like a dragonfly, I touched his lips with my lips, as if I can give him a little smudge of my temperature.

Anyway, only tonight, God knows I know, even he doesn't know.

After meeting his thin, cool lips for a moment, I suddenly returned to my senses.

He sat up abruptly, and then looked at Li Xiaoran, in a daze.

What am I doing? Kissing the drunk?

I stayed in the room, looking at Li Xiaoran's sleeping face, listening to the ticking of the clock in the room, for a long time without any movement.

He didn't know, probably didn't know, otherwise he would have jumped up a long time ago.

I comforted myself like this until my legs completely froze and there was a slight pain in the joints. I realized that my body would not allow me to sit on the ground holding Li Xiaoran all night, so I pushed Li Xiaoran.

He snorted twice, and I looked at him with mixed feelings, but I felt relieved about my uncontrollable action just now.

"Li Yanran, you go to sleep in the coffin." I called him, but he still just hummed, I sighed, "Why do you drink so much..."

I first pushed Li's head to the ground, and then tried my best to prop up my body. After I stood up, I felt a paralysis like ant bites on my legs. After a while, the pain disappeared, and I pulled Li's half-drag and half-carrying from the door. I got to his room, but I couldn't throw him into the coffin anyway, so I put a blanket on the ground for him, pushed him up, wrapped him in the blanket, and wrapped him like a mummy.

It's another kind of coffin situation.

I saw that Li Xiaoran was sleeping soundly, and he would do something out of the ordinary again, so I immediately walked away.

After leaving Li's room, I let out a sigh of relief, intending to forget about tonight's events. No one saw it anyway...

"I saw it."

In a trance, a voice emerged from behind me like a ghost, and I was shocked, but when I turned around and looked at the place where the voice came from, I saw nothing.

"Don't be afraid, I won't tell anyone, keep it a secret for you."

The voice suddenly came from the corner of the corridor on the second floor. I looked up suddenly, only to see a corner of a black robe flashing by in the dim corridor light.

That is……

Unbelievable Mr. Love?

"Wait..." I wanted to call him, I chased to the second floor, but the corridor was empty, not to mention people, not even the slightest sound. As if the two sentences I heard just now were just my delusions, "It's really... elusive..."

Didn't Li Xiaoran say that in this building, ordinary non-human beings can't get close.

Who is he?

The question that has been bothering me for so long, of course, will not be answered now, but a sudden cry from outside brought me back to my senses.

Their hot pot feast... still going on?

I went downstairs and walked out, the open space was a mess, the little wolf howled tired, and fell asleep on the ground due to the alcoholism, Meimei and Axu supported each other and fell to the side of the table, Yu Shao hung on the table. On the legs of the unconscious old witch, she was so confused that she couldn't open her eyes, but she was still shouting, "Miss Sister, Miss Sister." She kept stroking the leg hair in the old witch's nightgown.

I watched for a while, but I didn't see Pepe and Wei Wuchang who were tug-of-war with bare hands before, but I thought that nothing would happen to the two of them, so I didn't bother to care. And the one who wailed just now was Ah Xiao, who hadn't eaten a bite from start to finish.

Because of hunger, the frequency of his wailing has also dropped.

I looked around and decided to send them back to the room one by one. Meimei and A Xu lived at the bottom, and they were not too drunk. I woke Meimei and asked them to support them.

The old witch was beaten with a punch before her head was swollen, and she couldn't wake up at all. I dragged him and Yu Shao, gasping for breath, and carried them upstairs. Throw it at the door, wait for them to wake up and then open the door and go back.

The little wolf has rough skin and thick flesh. I didn't plan to care about him. The ground in his house might not be clean yet.

One little boy left...

He was also tied by Li Yanran's rope, and now he has no strength to shout.

I looked back and saw that there were still a lot of dishes in the hot pot on the table. It would be a waste to throw them away anyway. If you put them tomorrow, the food in the pot can’t be eaten, so I took a big bowl and put the rest of the dishes in it. All were filtered out and brought to Ah Xiao.

Smelling the fragrance, Ah Xiao suddenly raised his head and stared straight at my bowl.

"There's only so much left. I can't untie Li's rope, so I'll just stuff some of it into your mouth."

"Okay." He nodded quickly, and I fed the leftovers into his mouth like cleaning.

After the hot pot butter was cold, it was a little mushy, and it couldn't get it on the dishes. It was sticking to a bunch of chili peppers and spices. He ate it all in his mouth. The mangzi at home eat meat, without chewing it, and swallow it in one bite.