But should he be told this news now? This was not a good idea. The hardest thing for humans to control is their own "thoughts".
Han Yimo's mood seemed relatively stable. If he were told the news now, it would inevitably affect his train of thought.
"Han Yimo, are you scared right now?"
Qi Xia asked cautiously.
"Not really scared."
Han Yimo calmly shook his head.
"The lights are bright here, and it doesn't look like there's any danger."
"Th-that's good then..."
Officer Li noticed that Qi Xia was actually a little flustered.
"But who knows if an accident or tomorrow will come first..."
Han Yimo said, looking at the sky forlornly.
"Qi Xia, do you think we'll never get out..."
"Don't!"
Qi Xia stepped forward and covered Han Yimo's mouth, a bead of cold sweat slowly trickling down his forehead.
"Han Yimo, calm down. We'll definitely get out of here."
After hearing this, Han Yimo nodded slightly, and Qi Xia let go of his hand.