To be honest, I never expected something to happen in my room that night.

I closed the door, took off all my clothes, walked through the living room, walked to the bedroom, and lay on the big bed, which was so comfortable.

I was always worried about Xiao 5 and her father in my heart. Since the netizen had noticed that Xiao 5 was hiding from him and asked Guo Mei to meet on her behalf, then he would definitely have a next move. What will he do next?

Crawl into Xiao 5's room from the sewer? Kill Xiao 5's father? Take away Xiao 5?

The resort has security guards, so it is impossible for him to take Xiao 5 out...

After thinking about it, I was sleepy.

I turned off the lights, the moon hung quietly outside the window, and it seemed that it was the only one looking at me in the whole world.

The bathroom floor drain sounded "rather" and then it became quiet. It was as if someone wanted to move it and accidentally made a sound. The man quickly stopped and held his breath and listened.

I sat up immediately, walked in, turned on the light, and the floor drain lid was covered well. I squatted down, opened the lid, and looked in.

There is a black hole inside, and a damp smell comes out.

I stared at the black hole for 5 minutes.

Finally, I spoke-

"I know you're inside..."

"Do you want to come out and talk?..."

"Today, I took Guo Mei to the cinema, in fact, to meet you and talk to you..."

"I have no malice, Xiao5 has no malice. I hope you have no malice..."

Life in the black hole seems to be much more sophisticated than me, and never says a word.

As I was talking, I felt like I was talking. Finally, I picked up the lid and said, "Then I'm closing? Come and visit again when you want to show up..."

Then, I covered the lid.

I didn't press it with anything, it was useless. I pressed the floor drain, and he might drill out of the toilet. I pressed the toilet, and he might drill out of the faucet...

I didn't turn off the lights, but went back to bed and lie down, and continued to listen to the movements in the bathroom.

Dead silent.

I couldn't stand it and finally got confused again.

At about 1 a.m., another sound rang and woke me up.

I pricked up my ears and listened for a long time, quietly quiet. But this couldn't fool me. There must be a sound just now, and it came from the living room!

The room was dark, and I suddenly thought that just now, the bathroom light was on, so who turned it off?

I got up and got out of bed gently.

There was a thick wool carpet on the ground. I tiptoed to the bedroom door barefoot and looked out, as if nothing was going on.

I tentatively turned on the light, and with a "click", the light didn't light up!

Who turned off the switch?

I immediately realized that there was something wrong tonight!

I took a step back, returned to the bedroom, and touched the cabinet beside the bed. I remember I put my phone on it before going to bed, but the cabinet was empty, slippery, and nothing was left.

Where is my fucking phone?

I walked to the other side of the bed, touched the landline, picked it up, but there was no sound inside. I picked up the landline and touched it, and only a short piece of the telephone line was left.

It wasn't the phone line that was unplugged, but it was cut.

I panicked.

I walked to the bedroom door again and looked out, the coffee table, sofa, TV, square table, chair... Finally, my eyes moved to the small corridor.

I took a breath of air conditioning - with the faint moonlight, I saw someone at the door, lying on the ground face down, as if drunk.

How could a person appear in the room for no reason!

My knife was gone, it remained on Linghu Mountain's body.

I shouted tremblingly: "…Who?"

The person lying on the ground did not react at all. My head exploded with a "boom" - the straight and straight posture was clearly a dead body.

I stopped talking, stared at the dead body, and saw clearly little by little. His head was facing the door, wearing a pure black sportswear, with two white roads...

He is Linghu Mountain?!

Was he sent in or climbed in by himself?

I was like someone took off my bones.

His position blocked my way out.

However, I can't go back to bed and sleep, I can't spend the long night with this terrifying corpse, I have to go out.

I slowly stepped forward.

I was getting closer and closer to the dead body.

The corpse's head was facing me, and its posture was a bit like the word "big". Now, the black corpse was still motionless, but the idiot could also imagine that his quietness was a conspiracy.

When my legs just crossed him, he would definitely hug me.

I walked to the corpse, raised my feet tremblingly, and stepped over his arm.

The dead body didn't move!

My other leg also successfully stepped over the dead body's arm, stood in front of the door, and quickly reached out to open the door.

The door was locked.

I jumped over the dead body in one step, staggered to the bedroom door, turned around, and stared at him with good eyes.

It seems that I must be with this dead body tonight...

I leaned against the wall, and the snow-white wall was covered with hazy moonlight. The moon could not shine on the dead body, and he lay in the dark shadow.

Time seems to have become a dead body and stagnated.

If I were staying in the morgue of the hospital now, it would be better, after all, those dead bodies had their origins. However, this strange dead body appeared inexplicably, which was the most terrifying.

I retreated to the bedroom, closed the door, and listened to the movement.

I know that since this dead body appears, it is impossible for this night to pass by safely.

I waited for a while, opened the door again, and looked at the dead body.

My stomach twitched - he was still lying there, but I could see that his posture seemed to be different from before, and he posed in a strange position.

He moved!

I retreated back to the bedroom again and closed the door tightly.

Now I am sure that this dead body is Linghu Mountain!

I walked to the window, opened the window, looked down, and on the third floor, if I jumped down, I would probably fall into a mess.

I retracted.

There was no movement in the house, only my sick heartbeat. The whole world was asleep, and there was only a living person and a dead person confronting each other through the door panel.

I don't know what time it is at night, and it seems like I'm lost in the dark time.

I stepped back to the bed, motionless, waiting for dawn.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard another sound outside, very light, like a pair of socks walking on the floor.

I had a cold war, stood up gently, walked to the bedroom door, opened the door silently, stretched out my head and looked at it, and was shocked - the dead body had turned around and his head was heading towards me. He was still lying on the ground face down.

I suddenly closed the bedroom door and looked around in panic, hoping to find something as a weapon and grab it in my hand.

The bedroom was empty except for one bed.

I went to the bathroom and grabbed a glass with one hand.

There was no movement outside again.

I waited quietly. After a long time, I quietly opened the door and found that the dead body had crawled into the middle of the living room! Although he was still lying face down, I clearly felt that his progress was unstoppable.

I raised my hand suddenly and smashed a glass at him. Unfortunately, it did not hit him, but hit the wall and smashed it to pieces.

I raised another glass and smashed it at him madly.

This time, the glass hit his head, like a piece of wood, breaking with a "pop".

I closed the bedroom door again, hid in a corner of the room, shaking. Now I don’t even have a glass.

The house is still so quiet.

I held the glass tightly, feeling my palms empty, my stomach empty, and the whole world empty.

There is another sound!

It seems like a pair of hands are stroking the bedroom door panel.
To be continued...