[Bullet Screen Testing for Postgrad but Watching the Live Broadcast] Ahhhh, sleeping beauty!

[Bullet Screen Roll Powder] My cub is a worldwide beauty even sleeping! !

 [Bullet Screen There are so many beauties] He’s so beautiful, I’ll give you my life qwq! !

[Bullet Screen Dismantling Chu Ci] Beauty wrapped in quilt, I cry! !

Ruan Qiao admired the beauty for a while and felt a little thirsty. She walked around Su Xi quietly and went to the main room to find water.

The clock on the wall almost struck midnight. When she heard Ruan Qiao’s movements, Mother Ruan put on her coat and came out to take a look.

“You haven’t slept yet?” Mother Ruan asked her.

Ruan Qiao poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Mother Ruan, then poured another cup for herself: “I got up to drink some water.”

Mother Ruan accepted the water cup: “Is Xiaoyun okay? Ai, he is also a poor child. After Uncle Chen left like this, I was originally worried that no one would take care of him.”

Ruan Qiao stopped moving and asked, “Where did Uncle Chen go?”

“Ai, how come today’s children can’t understand words! Left means passed! In fact, Uncle Chen is really a good person in our village. He can be considered peaceful if he can live for more than ninety years.” Mother Ruan sighed, “You have a good night’s rest and call Mom if you need anything.”

Ruan Qiao put down her cup, raised his head and asked her: “Uncle Chen is dead?”

Mother Ruan nodded: “I didn’t want to tell you this originally. You have been close to Uncle Chen since you were a child. I’m afraid that if I tell you, you won’t be able to rest well these days.”

She had just met Uncle Chen this morning, how could he leave so suddenly.

Ruan Qiao continued to ask: “When did Uncle Chen leave?”

“The temperature has dropped in the past few days. Make sure to wear more clothes. It’s very cold at night.” Mother Ruan put down the water glass and wrapped her coat tightly, “You ask when Uncle Chen left? Let me do the math……tomorrow will be Uncle Chen’s first seventh. The village chief will preside over the burial in the morning. If you want to see Uncle Chen off, you probably have to get up early. It’s getting late, so go to bed.”

[Bullet Screen Lianlian] ? ? ?

[Bullet Meng Xiaoyan]!  !  !  !

[Bullet screen Shili Changting] Holy s***?

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[Bullet Screen Demon confuses the public] He died seven days ago? The broadcaster just came here and saw the person last night, as well as the person she saw today.…..

 [Bullet Screen Hanchan is unaware] Is it…..a walking corpse?

Ruan Qiao didn’t say anything, so Mother Ruan coughed and went back to the house first.

It started to rain lightly outside the house again.

Through the blurred window, she could see raindrops passing by.

The temperature is indeed much lower now.

There was even an abnormal coldness.

Ruan Qiao looked at the window.

She did find it strange that the candles in the ancestral hall had burned out without being replaced. Su Xi had not seen Uncle Chen since entering the game.

And Uncle Chen’s stiff movements that night.

She had thought he was just old.

While Ruan Qiao was thinking about everything he encountered today, a rickety black figure suddenly appeared outside the window.

Through the blurred window, she could only see a very blurry shadow, not as tall as an adult man, but very big.

The sound of pattering rain seemed particularly clear in the quiet night.

In addition, there was the faint sound of heavy footsteps.

Getting closer, getting closer.

With the sound of water, tap tap tap.

The clock on the wall was ticking, and Ruan Qiao glanced at the time.

12:01 midnight.

After midnight, it’s Uncle Chen’s first day of the seventh day.

According to the old traditions, it is the day when the dead come back to life.

Boom, boom, boom.

Someone is knocking at the door.

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