abyss doomsday

Lin Youhe had a new understanding that his own powers were not effective on Fan Qingyi. It was just not fully effective, but it could still work to soothe the nerves, which was equivalent to the fact that his powers were like fading to Fan Qingyi. Melanin is as incompetent as tranquilizers.

If it were someone else, Lin Youhe's superpower would already be able to control the other person's thinking and actions.

In this way, Fan Qingyi slept and slept. When Fan Qingyi woke up, it was already 11:30 in the evening. Li Jiaojiao's resentment was worse than that of the mutated zombies. When Fan Qingyi woke up and opened his mouth, he cursed: "I Damn it, look at what time it is now, I’ve been driving for eleven fucking hours, and you still want to lie down!!!”

Sitting up in a hurry, Fan Qingxin raised his watch and saw that it was already half past eleven. From the rearview mirror, he could see Lin Youhe sitting on the passenger side, leaning against the window, frowning and not sleeping very well. He was lying on the back. Pai slept all afternoon.

After patting her face, Li Jiaojiao stopped the car and exchanged positions with Fan Qingyi. The resentment on her face was about to overflow and poked a dozen holes in Fan Qingyi.

She has been driving for no less than fifteen hours since this morning, and Fan Qingyi has slept soundly! ! !

After laying out a layer of blankets, Li Jiaojiao took out a pillow and made a contemptuous gesture to Fan Qingxin before falling down to sleep.

She was so sleepy that she felt like she was about to fall asleep while driving.

Seeing the co-pilot Fan Qingxu slightly raise the corners of his lips, it turns out that his Aguai is really good.

……

"Ah, dear, come down and wash the dishes!" A somewhat urgent voice came from downstairs.

Lin Youhe held the tablet and pouted: "I don't want to wash the dishes, can I not wash them?"

But he still put down the computer obediently and went downstairs.

When he walked to the kitchen and saw a pile of pots and pans, Lin Youhe was a little angry: "There are so many! How can I wash them!"

While complaining, he cleared the sink and started washing the dishes.

“Don’t put so much dish soap!”

"Wear gloves!"

"Don't complain, just wash the dishes!"

"I don't want you to do the cooking after washing the dishes!"

"It's just a matter of washing the dishes. Is it so difficult?"

"Oops! You guys are so annoying!!! Stop talking, really, am I washing dishes?" Lin Youhe stamped his feet, a little annoyed, raised his head and looked behind him.

But there was nothing, it was pitch black all around, it seemed like she and the pile of bowls were the only ones.

Lin Youhe was a little stunned. He took two steps back and bumped into the sink. The stacked bowls collapsed and shattered on the floor.

Quickly squatting down, Lin Youhe went to pick up the debris on the ground. She was so scared...

This is where……

"Hiss..." Lin Youhe took back his hand, looked at the blood drops on his fingertips, stood up and immediately rinsed it with water.

"You can't even wash the dishes, so what else can you do?"

"Why did you break the bowl? Seriously. I don't know how to be careful."

"I don't know what you can do anymore?"

"Don't you know how to feel sorry for grandma?"

"Grandma is so old, and she still needs to cook!"

"Can't you cook?"

"Can't you be more sensible?"

"Stop arguing! Who are you? Come out!!!" Lin Youhe held his head and screamed.

Suddenly there was silence. Lin Youhe raised his head, and everything disappeared. The sound, the fragments, and the bowl all disappeared.

Lin Youhe raised his feet and took a step into the darkness, holding Lin Youhe's leg with one hand. Lin Youhe was so frightened that his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

Kicking away the hand, Lin Youhe quickly got up and ran forward, but he was surrounded by endless darkness, as if there would never be an end.

Lin Youhe glanced back, and suddenly something tripped Lin Youhe, and Lin Youhe fell to the ground in pain that made Lin Youhe burst into tears.

Lin Youhe fell to the ground biting his lip.

Lifting himself up from the ground, Lin Youhe looked at his broken palms and cried aggrievedly: "Grandma, where are you... It hurts so much..."

A cold hand pulled Lin Youhe's leg, and Lin Youhe screamed and stepped back.

The man gradually crawled out of the darkness, opened his mouth and shouted: "Ah Guai, save grandma..."

Seeing the other person's face clearly, Lin Youhe was horrified, raised his hand to cover his lips and shook his head.

Choking, Lin Youhe crawled over and held grandma's hand: "Grandma... Grandma... Ah Guai is here... Ah Guai is here... Wuwuwu..."

Taking Lin Youhe's hand, the other party pulled hard.

Lin Youhe woke up from his dream, tears already streaming down his face.

Looking at the red sky, Lin Youhe choked and touched her tears. She is such a good grandma...

A grandma who will never scold her or hit her, and will always make delicious food for her and pamper her and love her...

Seeing Lin Youhe's appearance, Fan Qingyi couldn't say anything.

He raised his hand and rubbed Lin Youhe's head: "Hey, stop crying..."

"Fan Qing suspects that I don't have... I don't have a grandma... I don't have a grandma who has always pampered me..." Lin Youhe's voice was hoarse and choked, and her throat felt like it was being hit hard by a big hand. The pinching hurt so much that Lin Youhe could hardly make a sound.

She wanted to cry loudly, but now her throat felt like needles pricking her even when she made a sound.

Lin Youhe's nerves were about to collapse. Lin Youhe was holding herself and shaking all over. She was so scared... It was she who killed her grandma, her grandpa, her mother, her father, and everyone... It's all her fault...

Why wasn't she the one who died...why was she still alive...why why why why why why why why! ! ! ! !

Why not die!

Why not die! !

Why not die! ! ! ! ! !

Fan Qingxin hugged Lin Youhe and whispered: "Lin Youhe!!! Please wake up!!! You still have a sister, you said you were going to find her!!!" Lin Youhe's hands trembled slightly, Grabbing Fan Qingyi's collar.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Lin Youhe cried out in pain as he grabbed Fan Qingyi's collar.

Li Jiaojiao sat back and looked at Lin Youhe who was on the verge of collapse. She didn't know what to do. She looked normal but Lin Youhe's heart was broken.

Liu Yang stopped in front and felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Lin Youhe's cry.

Looking at Liu Yang, Bai Mo whispered: "Miss Lin seems to be seriously ill..."

"Stop talking about Bai Mo...how could an ordinary person not get sick..." Wang Yan pulled Bai Mo.

When Lin Youhe stabilized, Li Jiaojiao held Lin Youhe who fainted from crying and felt extremely distressed.

Having been under pressure for so long at such a young age, it is already considered powerful even if he is not crazy, but she would rather Lin Youhe was crazy, so that Lin Youhe could still live in fantasy and spend every day happily, instead of suffering soberly.

Fan Qing was silent. He could not solve Lin Youhe's heartache. He had forgotten how Lin Youhe came out of his previous life...but he remembered the process was almost as painful as now...