In the middle of the night, Long Linger was half-asleep when she suddenly heard Yeh Huang gently calling by her ear, "Lingling, Lingling, wake up, we have to leave."
She opened her eyes, the room was pitch black, she couldn't see her hand in front of her face. At night, the doors and windows here were tightly closed, so no light could come in. She could only feel Yeh Huang's breathing right by her ear.
"Hmm, I'm awake." Long Linger responded in a low voice.
Yeh Huang crouched by her bedside and whispered, "Listen carefully, I'm going to unlock your handcuffs soon. Once they're open, we'll escape from here."
"Now? Okay!"
Faced with the unknown darkness, Long Linger was too dazed to distinguish the situation. She could only follow Yeh Huang's plan.
Yeh Huang's hands, holding something unknown, fumbled around her wrists. After a while, the handcuffs clicked and opened.
Yeh Huang held Long Linger and jumped off the bed.
