The weasel looked back at her, indicating that he understood human speech.
Mi August opened the package in his hand and divided the rationed materials into two parts. Lamp oil and tea sets were packaged separately and sent out the window.
The weasel came to her window.
Mi August smiled and said, “It’s a cold night and it’s dark. I’ll give you the lamp oil and tea set.”
Weasel took the package and gave Mi August a standard thank-you gift. His movements were smooth and natural, making him more cute and elegant than ordinary people.
Mi August watched as it tied the small package it received around its neck and then towed it to the next hut.
There was a loud bang, and there was no need to look at the window of Yanyan’s hut to know that it was also in trouble.
Before I knew it, I could hear the chirping of insects and the tiny sounds among the grass and trees again.
Mi August noticed that the light in the room seemed to have changed, and she turned to look at the lampstand.
A bit of lamp string burning with lamp oil turned into a reddish-brown flame inexplicably, covering the surrounding area with a layer of sticky brown gauze.
The air inside the house gradually became cooler.
Mi August closed the window, walked to the table and blew out the lampstand.
In the darkness, a vague shadow stood beside the table.
It is impossible to distinguish the facial features and clothing, only a rough dark outline, so unreal that if you look at it wrongly, you will miss the other person’s figure.
In the dark room, even the footsteps of soft-soled shoes on the ground can be clearly heard. Mi August, who is obviously a soul child, is supposed to be useless to her in ordinary darkness, but now she is just like an ordinary person who suddenly turns off the lights. , and his eyes went dark.
However, this degree of blindness had little effect on Mi August. She remembered the distance and direction between the bed and the table, and quickly walked to the bed.
She took off her outer garment and placed it on top of the quilt, then lifted the quilt with her senses and fell asleep in bed.
Once a person closes his eyes, other senses become more sensitive, especially the perception of changes in light and shadow.
Mi August felt something shaking at close range in front of her eyes, and the cold air blew the hair on her face with the shaking.
Time passes slowly, and when the air warms up, the changes in light and shadow disappear.
Mi August still didn’t open his eyes.
There were small wooden thorns on the bed beneath her that penetrated the sheets and pricked her palms twice as a reminder. This was a tacit understanding between her and the spirit of the house.
After a while, everything was really calm, Zhailing Ziling stopped reminding him, and Mi August opened his eyelids.
The dark situation that even the soul boy could not resist before has disappeared, and nothing strange can be seen in the house.