The kerosene lamp light is constantly beating, just like the naughty elves make a weak sound at night.
Slowly turn the page over, and then Jack Wheeler whispers word for word again. At this moment, the door that is not complete was pushed out. "(in Xia Sonia) Toby?" Maybe it’s because I’m old enough to spend my eyes, or because my vision is restricted at night. When the door is pushed back, Jack…