Outside the living room, there is still a quiet place.

Qin Nuo walked out of the room, looked around, rubbed his eyebrows. To be honest, his mind was a little messy now, so he had to go back to the room to tidy up his thoughts.

"My brain hurts a little too. Why do I feel that no one is good at all?" said the blood-eyed ghost.

"If someone lies inconsistently, it proves that someone wants to make a trap for me."

"The blood-colored dagger in my hand is very important. You cannot stab the wrong person. If you make mistakes, you will die. If you don't stab, you will die. There is only one way out."

Qin Nuo said as he walked towards his room.

As soon as I twisted the door, some sound came from the side.

Something seems to be moving in the darkness...

Qin Nuo walked over with a hint of alertness. The movement came from under a table, and a smaller figure hugged there, trembling.

Qin Nuo saw the figure's face: "You are...Dingxiang?"

Dingxiang raised her head, looked at Qin Nuo with a pale face, and her voice was weak and hoarse: "You are a guest during the day, why are you in the living room?"

Qin Nuo said casually: "I can't sleep, come out and have a walk."

"You seem to be feeling bad, are you okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a piece of blood under Dingliu.

The bright red blood dyed her white pants red, and even the dark night was extremely conspicuous.

Qin Nuo probably understood something: "Your menstruation...hasn't that person named Xiaolan helped you with it?"

Dingxiang shook her head: "Miss Xiaolan took me to the toilet and helped me with it briefly, but I still feel uncomfortable now..."

Qin Nuo's face was slightly condensed, he looked around and thought of something, his eyes flashed slightly: "Let's go, I'll take you back to the room first. Although I don't know how to deal with girls, I'm staying on this cold floor

, it will only make the situation worse and worse."

Dingxiang said: "I was going to knock on Miss Xiaolan's door, but she seemed to be sleeping, and my feet were out of strength, so I sat here..."

Qin Nuo didn't say anything, helped Dingxiang up and walked towards her room.

Dingxiang's room is very simple, with not many items in the furnishings. Simple cabinets and simple tables are all very casual. The only difference is that there are many books placed.

In such a claustrophobic and free environment, books are obviously the only way for them to gain physical and mental freedom.

Dingxiang leaned against the bed, her face still looked very bad.

Qin Nuo walked into the bathroom, poured a basin of hot water, and took it out and placed it on the ground.

Heat the towel with hot water and put it in the clove's hands: "Give it, apply it first."

“Is there brown sugar?”

"Yes, in the cabinet, there are brown sugar and ginger."

"You lie down first, I'll prepare it for you."

Qin Nuo walked to the cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and just took a can of brown sugar, a white shadow suddenly popped out from it.

Qin Nuo was shocked, took a few steps back, and pulled out the blood-colored dagger from his waist.

The white shadow fell on the ground and it was a white cat.

It opened its blue glass-like eyes, stared at Qin Nuo, and meowed twice, without fear, walked over and rubbed around its feet.

Qin Nuo looked at the white cat with a look of surprise.

Every woman has a white cat around her.

Lingxiang, Youting's white cat is dead, but Dingxiang's cat is alive?

If you think about it carefully, this is not a strange thing.

Every cat does not require death.

However, if Dingxiang was resisting that man like this and always thinking about running away, how could he still let the cat live?

“Meow~”

The white cat looked clingy and kept rubbing against Qin Nuo's feet, without any warning.

Qin Nuo put the jar aside, squatted down, and gently stroked the white cat with his hands twice.

The latter also cooperated to rub his head.

Qin Nuo rubbed it twice, and it shook its body, turned around and ran away.

Qin Nuo blinked, but didn't chase him. He turned around to do his own business. When he came back from soaking brown sugar water, the white cat was lying in Dingxiang's arms, curling intimately there.

Dingliu is in poor condition, so she gently strokes the white cat's hair with her hands.

Qin Nuo came over and put the brown sugar water aside: "Can you drink it yourself?"

"Yeah, thank you."

Dingxiang nodded and took a few sips.

Qin Nuo looked at the white cat and asked casually: "Is this cat your pet?"

"It was the white cat that the man gave me back then, and he asked me to keep it well."

Dingxiang said, showing a smile: "This is the only sunshine and warmth I am here."

She wanted to say something, but she stopped talking.

Qin Nuo looked at her faint smile and continued to ask: "Your other sisters have such a cat, do you know?"

Dingxiang nodded slightly: "I know, but my sisters don't like to take out their cats, and I rarely see them."

"I saw Lingxiang's cat, died and was thrown into the cabinet." Qin Nuo rubbed his nose and paid attention to the change in Dingxiang's face.

Dingxiang's pretty face was a little surprised, and then she said with a gloomy voice: "Then I believe Sister Lingxiang must be very sad."

"After all, here, these cats are the only people we can talk to."

She touched the cat and then gently kissed the cat on the forehead.

Qin Nuo leaned against the back of the chair and spoke lightly.

"But cats have a short lifespan, and they can't stay with each other for a long time. What will you do then?"

Dingliu's eyes were blurred and her lips moved, but she still didn't say it.

"So, you're going to escape from this place."

"I think so too. I'm not going out for a walk, but trying to kill that guy." Qin Nou pulled down his clothes, revealing a blood-colored dagger under the clothes.

Dingxiang looked at the dagger, was surprised at first, then shook her head and said, "You can't kill him."

"I've seen Sister Lingxiang and others want to kill it many times, but all they get is failure and punishment."

"If we escape, we still have a glimmer of hope."

Qin Nuo looked at the light in her eyes and asked back, "They gave up running away because of despair. Why are you still persisting?"

Although Dingxiang's little face looked extremely weak, she spoke extremely resolutely: "I will never give up."

"Unless he kills me, my brother is still waiting for me at home, he is the only one who is left, and he can't lose me anymore."

Qin Nuo asked, "It's useless to just think about escaping. You should have something else to actually do, right?"

Dingxiang stopped talking. Obviously, Qin Nuo's inquiry-like questions made her a little alert.

"Of course, it's reasonable not to say it."

"After all, you are going to enter the secret door at the end of the corridor, but have you ever thought about what is behind the door?"

Dingxiang lowered her head, looking very depressed.

She naturally thought about what was behind the door.

It may be the exit to go back, or it may be a more desperate place.

But she must and can only think that it is the exit to go back, otherwise she will accept her fate and completely sink here.

Qin Nuo paid attention to Dingxiang's expression change and said to himself: "The so-called demon is the so-called demon, and that man relies on only this one."

"Kill the demon, all problems will be solved."

Hearing Qin Nuo's words, Ding Xiang's expression became weird, and he asked in confusion: "What demon?"

"The demon that grew out of his body."

Dingxiang still stared at Qin Nuo with a strange look: "Are you telling a story? Why can't I understand?"

Now it was Qin Nuo's turn to be silent.

Dingxiang didn’t know this demon... Could it be that Lingxiang and Youting’s tone were all fake, and there was no such so-called demon at all?

So what the hell was the one he saw in the room?

Qin Nuo smiled: "I think you look too depressed and the atmosphere is too rigid. Let's make a joke to relieve it."

Dingxiang didn't laugh, her expression was slightly painful, and she gritted her teeth slightly.
To be continued...