"Sheng Sheng." Fu Hanchuan knocked on the door.
After a while, Qin Sheng didn't open the door, and there was no movement from inside.
Fu Hanchuan couldn't wait any longer. He took the spare key and opened the door of Qin Sheng's room.
In the darkness, Fu Hanchuan looked at the bed, but he didn't see Qin Sheng.
Vaguely, he heard a rustling sound.
Fu Hanchuan quickly looked over.
He saw a small figure squatting in the corner.
Qin Sheng hugged her legs, her face buried deep in her arms, and her whole body was curled up.
She curled up.
Qin Sheng was afraid of thunder and lightning, so she did not dare to look up at the streaks of light that streaked across the sky.
Just hearing the thunder beside her ears, Qin Sheng was already very afraid.
In this world, there were very few things that could make Qin Sheng afraid, and thunder was one of them.
