As soon as they stepped onto the third floor, day turned into night again, and this time, they couldn't see the first-floor ground from the railing; shrouded in black mist, the light couldn't penetrate, and there hung the same strange full moon.
Sang Que squinted at the clock hanging above the public restroom in the distance, the hands still pointed to 1 o'clock.
One in the morning!
"Mulan, Little Heizi is gone, that cat." Xu Yichao nervously scanned the stairs behind them; it had just been following, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.
Sang Que, taking Xu Yichao, returned to the stairs and went down to the second floor to search, but the black cat was nowhere to be found. The second floor had also turned into the black night of 1 a.m., and from there the ground of the first floor was also invisible.
Sang Que had a faint sense of foreboding but said nothing to avoid scaring Xu Yichao, maintaining a calm demeanor.
