Ye Xiao looked at the monitor with a calm expression. For this little thing, such operation was nothing out of the ordinary.
"How did that door open by itself? How did this little thing crawl out of the crib? And how did it find Xiao Xiao's room so accurately? Moreover, how did the door to Xiao Xiao's room open? It's like there's an invisible ghost in the house helping this little thing with the doors."
Ye Ling watched the automatically opening door in the video and broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. The footage was too eerie.
"Talking nonsense, what ghost in a scientific society? The door must have been blown open by the wind."
Ye Ting turned and glared at Ye Ling. Ghosts and such nonsense, there were no ghosts in this world. But to say it was the wind wasn't right either; the door wasn't left ajar. Unless there was a violent storm, it wouldn't blow open.
"I think it's a cold draft."
