As the door slammed shut, silence completely returned to the room.
Fu Guanmo leaned over and glanced at Tong Mu, then asked quietly: "Are you okay?"
Tong Mu looked at him with a pair of glazed eyes, sparkling.
The man was stunned for a moment before he remembered that she seemed unable to speak now.
Fu Guanmo frowned and felt surprisingly calm.
"The players outside are just like you. You seem to have really turned into dolls."
Tong Mu's eyes flashed with fear, and she looked at him speechless.
Fu Guanmo coughed, and because there were more than two of them in the room, he deliberately lowered his voice.
For this reason, I had to talk to her ear.
The warm aroma rushed into his nose. Fu Guanmo's whole body froze and he almost subconsciously left.
But seeing Tong Mu's frightened look, he suppressed his slightly uncomfortable feeling and whispered comfort.
"You should sleep for a while first. Maybe you can only be active at night."
Hearing Fu Guanmo's words, Tong Mu felt a little relieved.
It was really frustrating for her to be like this, unable to move at all.
It was daytime and everyone in the house must have been fully awake.
Fu Guanmo wanted to go out and find out the news.
But he was worried that some of the players outside might be as capable as him, but they were just hiding themselves.
It's too dangerous to leave Tongmu here, and it's inconvenient to take him with him.
After thinking about it for a while, he decided to stay.
Observe and observe first, and then go out after confirming it is safe.
The players outside are all in strange shapes and postures.
It's been like this for two hours, and there has been no sound.
Fu Guanmo was relieved.
He glanced at Tong Mu, who was already asleep on the bed, and then at his watch before getting up and leaving.
Fifteen minutes later, he came back again.
The house was quiet and Tongmu slept well.
His cold expression did not change, and he walked out through the crack in the door again.
In this way, he came back every fifteen minutes to make sure Tong Mu was safe before going out.
During this period, he even speeded up his work.
Surprisingly, he was so worried all the time and didn't realize she was in trouble at all.
Don't know what the reason is.
It seems that deep down in his heart, Tong Mu's life safety is higher than his own.
Above all else.
Fu Guanmo frowned, shook out the random thoughts from his mind, turned around and entered the last room to check.
Everything here is normal, nothing weird.
There are no clues either.
Mr. Fu, who had been busy for most of the day, returned home. It was only two or three o'clock in the afternoon.
Even though he had turned into a doll, he didn't know he was hungry, so he just returned to the house.
The room was still silent. Fu Guanmo crawled back into the small house from the darkness and saw Tong Mu sleeping soundly.
Although he can move around freely during the day, everyone lives in the same room.
And everyone else is active at night.
Therefore, he must also ensure that he has enough energy at night.
He looked around and closed the top of the box with his backhand.
This will make a sound if someone wants to come in.
I have to say that Fu Guanmo, who has become smaller, is also delicate and cold.
After doing all this, he returned to the throne.
With a stern look on his face at this moment, he really looked like a Western king.
But this situation only lasted for three seconds before his eyes fell on Tong Mu.
He thought about many situations of meeting again. In real life, he could already move around freely.
But this cannot be known to others.
After all, he was a vegetative person who had been lying in a hospital bed for more than ten years and had just woken up less than a month ago.
He had seen Tong Mu's physical examination report and her medical records.
He read through the physical data of the past ten years one by one, word by word.
Amazing, no issues whatsoever.
Perhaps it was because of her eyes that her mental condition was not very good.
She didn't like to eat. Before the age of eighteen, her body was as weak as a premature baby.
It was only in the past two years that Tong's family almost couldn't hold on any longer, and then Tong's family forcibly used medical treatment to survive.
He didn't know why, but knowing this made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
It felt like everything Tong Mu suffered was because of him.
He was like the culprit and felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.
So when I first saw her, I felt sorry for her and even wanted to compensate her.
Perhaps because they had been together for a long time, Fu Guanmo actually liked this face.
After only a moment of hesitation, Fu Guanmo stood up and walked to the bed.
With a wave of his hand, he moved the person further inside, then lay down and fell asleep.
His moral sense is too weak for him.
During the more than ten years he was in a coma, he grew up with horror games.
What weird thing has he not seen?
If there hadn't been a voice stopping him all the time, perhaps Tong Mu would have died in his hands the first time he saw her.
It's fine now, and he doesn't want to kill her anymore.
Then protect it.
Time passes, and the light and shadow are mottled.
Sunlight shines in through the transparent glass window and shines on all the little figures on the shelf.
They maintained their postures, some were independent, and some were doing Thomas pirouettes.
One of the brothers doing splits in the air widened his eyes and cursed in his mind.
This should be his factory action. It's so abnormal that my legs hurt so much that I can't change positions by myself.
Just stand like this for a whole day, let alone rest, and it will be good if your legs don't fall off.
The wooden frame is mottled with light and shadow, shining on the ground behind.
The gift box on the table was quiet, without any movement.
The little navy man sitting on the cabinet in the distance had a pensive look on his face, and his stiff facial features made him look a bit fierce.
He suddenly entered the game, and his real body must have fainted on the little girl's bed.
I don’t know if she will be frightened. How should I explain it to her when I go back...
Seven o'clock in the evening is the most beautiful and peaceful time of the night.
After a tiring day, my husband left work with his briefcase under his arm.
With a smile on his lips, he got out of the car and walked into the house easily.
He said hello to his wife, followed by his son who came home obediently after school.
Such a heartwarming scene makes people completely ignore the little boy's pale face.
The couple got together, whispered to each other, and said something intimate.
The little boy sat obediently on a small stool in the living room, writing his homework.
After eating, he quickly returned to his room.
At eight o'clock in the evening, all players were still unable to move.
Perhaps, they speculated, they might not be liberated until the clock struck midnight.
After all, the game reminds you at the beginning that when night falls, the true meaning will be revealed...
Tong Mu woke up early and stared at the bed tent with many decorations on her head.
From time to time my eyes try to glance to the right. I always feel like there is someone else next to me.
Time passed like this minute by minute. After the little boy came in, he took a look among the pile of dolls and selected one of them, which looked like a policeman.