Currently, the people who know about Black Coal Ball's presence, aside from a few core members of Qingyu, are only Jing Changle. Under the watch of Luo Xudong's people, the villagers can be assured they haven't seen it.
As for Hao Jiacheng, he will no longer have this memory when he wakes up. Even though he may not have noticed at the time, Beisitian wouldn't take that risk.
Luo Yirui fell asleep in the car, Black Coal Ball nestled in his lap, staring blankly out the window at the rapidly passing scenery, lost in thought.
Inside the car, it was quiet. Whether because of the infection of the atmosphere or because dawn was approaching, Black Coal Ball rested its head on Luo Yirui's shoulder, snuggling against his cheek, closing its eyes.
When Luo Yirui opened his eyes again, they had already entered Beijing. They would be home in forty minutes to an hour.
