When Finn Ye woke up, it was already the morning hour.
It was a sweet and dreamless night. It was the first good sleep I had enjoyed in who knows how long. Even the "ghost dreams" in my body did not find a chance to play tricks on me. Apart from a little soreness at the back of my neck, there was nothing else wrong.
There was no stove in the room and it was a little cold. Finn Ye used his internal energy to dispel the slight chill in his body. He looked up and didn't see anyone else.
There was a tightly covered lunch box on the table and some drawn water on the shelf. He washed up quickly, opened the lunch box, took out some porridge and side dishes, ate them comfortably, and then pushed the door open and left.
Finn Ye didn't see Duan Qing, but only saw Caleb Xie practicing martial arts with a dead branch in the yard. He bowed to the new grave under the plum tree first, and then turned to look at Caleb Xie.
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