Feng Ling felt that Su Yuqing was suited for ideological and political work. With just a few words, he calmed Ling Feiran's resentment, eased the awkward atmosphere, and even encouraged everyone.
Protect everyone?
She had no such lofty ideal, but the mood was good, so she did not want to spoil it.
Actually, rather than making the goal protecting everyone, it would be better to change it to: kill every last Xenomorph.
That was what Feng Ling thought, anyway.
On Ling Feiran's first night here, Feng Ling helped her tidy up her room and stayed with her until the middle of the night before returning to her own.
Lying in bed, she could not sleep at all.
Feng Ling stared blankly at the empty ceiling, recalling the moment Ling Feiran had absorbed the Card. Her thoughts felt restless and unsettled.
She realized she had forgotten something...
She had forgotten it for so long that even now that she remembered, she did not know whether she should say it.
If she said it, she would definitely get scolded.
The moment Feng Ling closed her eyes, she could practically foresee Ye Zheng glaring at her and yelling, "Why did you only remember something this important now?!"
And Feng Fei, too. She would surely ask her anxiously, "Shao has already left me. Xiao Ling, you won't be in trouble too, will you?"
Sigh.
What a headache.
Feng Ling slapped the mattress and abruptly sat up.
Avoidance could not solve the problem, and it did not suit her personality. She decided to find Li Qing.
But when she reached the door, she worried that knocking would wake the people in the neighboring rooms, so she changed her mind and climbed through the window to Li Qing's room.
Li Qing was asleep in bed.