At this time, the surroundings were completely silent, and one's hearing became involuntarily sensitive. Lying blankly on the bed, Ling Chuxia faintly heard whispers mixed with pain close to her ears.
Because she couldn't hear it distinctly at first, Ling Chuxia wasn't sure whether it was her own auditory hallucination. She subconsciously tilted her head to listen, and as she focused, the sound by her ear gradually became clear.
It turned out not to be her hallucination, but something real? But... why was there such a sound? In this house, there was only her!
Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, Ling Chuxia's eyes sharpened. Her brain hadn't caught up yet, but her hands moved first, throwing off the blanket, her feet hit the floor, and she walked straight toward the door.
Her hand turned the doorknob, slowly pushing the door open, and everything in the living room slowly came into view.
