In the early morning, the weather is cool and students are coming and going on campus.
In the dormitory, Xu Dongyou received a message from his cell phone. He opened it and saw that it was from Hou Mingjun.
Hou Mingjun is a junior at the drama academy next door. In the first half of the year, he was introduced by a senior who had already debuted and became famous, and joined a small drama crew as the second male lead. The drama will be broadcast in the second half of the year.
Hou Mingjun seemed to have something on his mind, but it was inconvenient to talk about it on the phone, so the two agreed to meet at a nearby noodle restaurant.
Xu Dongyou put on his coat and covered most of his face with a large hat.
His brother's words said that his ancestors' graves must have been smoking to give him such a good-looking face.
Although Xu Dongyou knew that he was good-looking, he did not think it was an exaggeration as others said, saying that he was so beautiful that he was not human.
However, usually, this face does cause him some minor troubles.
Xu Dongyou sighed somewhat sadly.
It took about twenty minutes to walk to the noodle shop. Not long after he sat down, Hou Mingjun also arrived.
Unlike Xu Dongyou's overly pretty face, Hou Mingjun has a face that is very suitable for playing villains, but he has a heart that wants to be an idol drama actor.
At this time, the boss came over and asked what kind of noodles he wanted.
Hou Mingjun ordered a bowl of clear soup noodles, and Xu Dongyou ordered a bowl of beef noodles.
Ever since Hou Mingjun decided to become an idol, he completely stopped eating meat and greasy food.
Hou Mingjun, who was eating clear soup noodles at the moment, looked at the face of Xu Dongyou after he took off his hat. He also saw that he was eating quietly, and he felt that the bowl of beef noodles was extremely delicious.
The boss, who was originally busy watching TV series, couldn't help but look at Xu Dongyou who took off his hat.
He had never seen such a beautiful and ethereal person in his life.
Hou Mingjun felt extremely sad as he watched. What he longed for most was a face as beautiful as Xu Dongyou's, with an ethereal aura all over her body.
Especially his eyes, so dark and pure that my guard is completely let down whenever he looks at you.
Xu Dongyou was completely unaware. After eating until he was half full, he raised his head and greeted Mingjun: "What can I do for you?"
Hou Mingjun put down his chopsticks immediately and said in a low voice, "Good brother, can you stay with me at home for a few days?"
Xu Dongyou was a little confused, and his voice was indescribably pleasant, full of concern, "Did something happen?"
He and Hou Mingjun were classmates in junior high school and have known each other for several years. He knows Hou Mingjun very well and generally rarely invites friends to stay at his home.
Because Hou Mingjun's mother didn't like the friends Hou Mingjun knew, thinking they were all bad friends and she was not happy with him when he went there.
But Xu Dongyou is not included.
Hou Mingjun sighed in distress and said, "I have no choice. When I went home last month, I felt like someone was following me."
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Xu Dongyou blinked, then sat up straight and listened carefully.
Hou Mingjun continued: "At first, every time I looked back, I didn't see anything. Later, I heard footsteps."
The footsteps stopped on the first floor when entering the corridor.
The next time Hou Mingjun returned home and entered the corridor, he still felt that someone was following him, but when he turned around, he found nothing.
But the footsteps followed like a shadow and finally stopped on the second floor.
The third time I returned home, the footsteps stopped on the third floor.
Hou Mingjun tried to look back with a mirror while walking, but still found nothing.
He initially thought he was hallucinating, but the hallucination was too real and made him feel extremely afraid to go home.
It was a pitch-black corridor, and even though there was a bright light illuminating the corridor ahead, he still felt a chill down his spine.
It seemed as if that was not the road leading home, but a path leading to an abyss where a terrible and horrific incident would occur.
In order to prove that he was not hallucinating, he tried to return to the first floor, and then continued to walk upstairs. This time the footsteps were still audible, and finally stopped on the third floor.
It seems that the footsteps will only stop on a certain floor during the day.
He suppressed his panic and called his parents, asking them to come down to the first floor and accompany him up the stairs again.
The scary thing is—
He asked his parents if they heard footsteps coming from the first floor.
The parents turned their heads and looked at the first floor again, wondering, "I didn't hear any footsteps. Did you hear it wrongly?"
At that moment, a huge surge of fear enveloped Hou Mingjun, and he wanted to pull his parents away from home.
But no matter how he said that he really heard the footsteps, his parents still thought Hou Mingjun had heard it wrong.
As a last resort, he could only suppress his fear and return home, then he looked for the community security guard and even the neighbors, but when they followed Hou Mingjun upstairs, they all said they didn't hear any footsteps.
Hou Mingjun had no choice but to seek help from people who did not live in the community.
That is Xu Dongyou.
Hou Mingjun said, "When we played together before, you always had a very strong intuition to judge where the people were hiding in hide-and-seek. And when we were little, if you hadn't insisted on not letting me eat that bread, I might have been poisoned and ended up in the hospital."
This should also be considered an intuition of danger.
Hou Mingjun said, "Maybe you can help me. I'm almost going crazy because of the footsteps, and my parents won't leave the house. Can you help me feel whether the footsteps are dangerous?"
And most importantly, if he went home again, the footsteps would stop on the fourth floor.
And the fourth floor happened to be his home.
He also thought about not going home at all, but then he thought that the footsteps might have been waiting in the corridor, and who knew if they would go up to the fourth floor and enter the house if they got desperate.
If something really happened, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
Xu Dongyou thought of something at this time and asked, "Mingjun, have you tried to call the police during this period?"
Hou Mingjun said, "Of course there were, but the police also said they didn't hear any footsteps. They even helped me check the cameras in the corridor and there were no strange people. It was as if I had imagined all this."
Hou Mingjun said this with an undisguised look of bewilderment and fear on his face, "But I really feel like someone is following me. This is too real."
Xu Dongyou thought about it and said, "How about this, let's go to your house now."
In fact, he had a vague feeling... that what Hou Mingjun said was true.
Since he was very young, Xu Dongyou gradually realized that he seemed to be different from ordinary people.
For example, if you listen carefully and attentively, you will be able to hear some very small sounds after a while.
The same goes for his vision. It's usually fine, but if there's an emergency, like when a ball happens to hit him, he can instantly capture the trajectory of the basketball, just like a slow-motion movie.
His body reaction will also become sharper, allowing him to catch the ball quickly.
Except for this kind of emergency situation, he must concentrate if he wants to get this slowed-down visual effect.
As for the so-called intuition, he first realized it when he was playing hide-and-seek as a child.
He can concentrate and rely on his intuition to find the hiding person. Although it cannot be said to be 100% correct, the probability is about 60%.
Later on, he could even sense weather changes through intuition, and if he stared at the test paper for too long, he would have a vague feeling which answer to the multiple-choice questions was correct.
But Xu Dongyou did not use this intuition to cheat in the exam. Firstly, his grades were already good. Secondly, he didn't know whether it was an illusion or something else. If he used this ability for too long and too many times, it would cause physical discomfort.
Such as minor colds and coughs.
However, minor colds and coughs caused by using one's abilities cannot be cured even with medicine or injections.
It will take at least half a month of suffering before you gradually get better.
In addition, because he was afraid that his parents would worry about him, he gradually used this ability less and less.
But Hou Mingjun's case is very serious, and he has to use this ability to help the other party no matter what.
The two quickly took a taxi to Hou Mingjun's home. When they arrived at the gate of the community, Xu Dongyou felt uncomfortable as soon as he got off the car.
But I looked around and still found nothing.
Hou Mingjun was a little nervous and uneasy, "Did you feel anything?"
Xu Dongyou shook his head and didn't say anything about his discomfort. Instead, he said, "Let's go downstairs to your house first."
Since the footsteps came from the first floor, perhaps we will make new discoveries when we get there.
The two arrived at the door of the first floor.
Hou Mingjun subconsciously glanced at Xu Dongyou and tried his best to lower his voice: "When we step on the first step, the footsteps will appear."
Xu Dongyou nodded to show that he understood, and then concentrated his attention and listened carefully to the barely audible sounds around him.
First there were the sounds of birds chirping in the trees outside the door, and then there was the sound of people playing chess.
They both stepped onto the first step, then the second step.
Immediately afterwards, Hou Mingjun heard footsteps coming from behind him.
“Boom—”
It was as if the other person had just lifted one foot and put it down, while the other foot was still on the ground, waiting for Hou Mingjun to take the third step before stepping on it.
Hou Mingjun's muscles tensed and he subconsciously grabbed Xu Dongyou's arm, but before he could say anything, Xu Dongyou spoke first.
"Don't talk, just keep going."
Hou Mingjun closed his mouth, took a deep breath, and continued walking forward a few steps.
The footsteps behind him followed closely.
"Boom, boom, boom—"
Then when Hou Mingjun stopped, the footsteps also stopped abruptly.
Xu Dongyou could feel that the uncomfortable feeling was getting stronger.
And this feeling comes more from behind Hou Mingjun.
Xu Dongyou pursed his lips, closed his eyes and concentrated again, and after a few seconds he slowly opened his eyes.
He saw a dark shadow standing on the steps behind Hou Mingjun. He stood there without saying a word, with a gray mist all over his body.
I can't see clearly.
He was even almost approaching Hou Mingjun in front of him.
Even though Xu Dongyou had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling when he saw this scene, and his frightened almond-shaped eyes seemed to become even rounder.
The corridor was quiet.
There was only the sound of Hou Mingjun's rapid breathing, which he was trying hard to suppress.
And... Xu Dongyou's own heartbeat was beating violently.