"Brother...is nothing really wrong?"

"It's okay, go to bed early... By the way, the milk is in the refrigerator. If you get up early tomorrow, you can warm it up yourself."

"I know, brother."

"Good night."

"Good night."

The door was gently closed, and Yang Jin stood outside the house holding Xiao Heili, silently staring at Lin Qiye's room.

Yang Jin gently rubbed Xiao Heimei's head, "You feel it too?"

"Woof!"

He looked up at the dim moonlight outside the window and murmured to himself:

"His body... smells of blood."

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Chapter completed!