"Why do doctors, nurses, and patients all turn into corpses at night, while the corpses in the morgue are free to roam?"

Wu Fei looked Lin Luye up and down: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

A complicated expression appeared on Lin Luye's face: "Yeah, what am I?"

There was a strange hint of melancholy in his voice.

"Ms. Wu, this is really not the place to talk. I sincerely invite you to come into the house and talk..." Lin Luye smiled faintly at Wu Fei again, "I can promise that at least I won't hurt you tonight!"

Wu Fei stared at him for a few seconds, then immediately strode towards the door.

The room was actually different from what she had imagined.

On a simple desk, there is an old-fashioned desk lamp emitting a warm light.

It's like a bright light in the dark night, giving people a sense of hope.

"Sit down!"

Lin Luye closed the door, walked to the cabinet next to him, poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

Wu Fei took the enamel cup, and the tea inside actually gave off a faint fragrance.

“Jasmine tea!”

Lin Luye poured himself a cup and sat down at his desk.

Wu Fei sat down on a wooden chair opposite him, but put the enamel pot aside.

She didn't dare to drink any food or water in the strange copy.

Lin Luye didn't mind. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said calmly, "Are you sure that by bringing Fang Yanyan to the world you came from, you can leave that world?"