That was truly a silence as dead as death itself, like a world where the door to life had been completely shut, with no air, no color, everything was grayish white, as if life had reached its end, leaving no hope at all.
Lin Yebai sat there the whole afternoon without moving a single inch, his gaze was like death, hollow to the point that one couldn't bear to look again.
At seven in the evening, it was time for his medication as usual, and the door that had been tightly shut all afternoon was finally opened from the outside, someone came in with water and medication, stepping lightly.
"Time for your meds, Brother Lin, and your favorite snow cabbage fish, I spent a long time making it today!"
A familiar and playful voice suddenly sounded from behind, like a ray of light appearing in the gray, Lin Yebai shuddered violently, and immediately turned his gaze to look.
