At the other end of the house, in the large living room facing north. There were no lights on in the room, and as time passed, darkness became the master here. The curtains were opened, and a row of narrow floor-to-ceiling windows revealed the outside world, as if it were a dream outlined in black and gray. The light from the street lamp poured into the room, depicting the sharp outline of the window, and fell on the carpet as if pointing straight at Tong Xingtao on the sofa like a sword.
In the shadows, Tong Xingtao, who was wearing a black suit, was curled up, his whole body like a black mist. The trembling of the body caused a faint sound, which was covered by the heavy breathing. In the empty room, these sounds were very clear. Tong Xingtao whispered, no one knew what he was talking about, just like no one could see his expression hidden in the darkness.
Breathing, trembling, low murmurs.
I don't know how long it took, but no one found him.
The night is still long.
Chu Xueying's bedroom was the only place with light. At this time, the young woman was sitting under the desk lamp, with the book of Chu Yan's relics spread out in front of her. Chu Xueying was lost in thought when she suddenly heard some strange sounds, like footsteps or a snake gliding slowly on the ground. She stood up, walked to the door, and boldly looked out. The darkness outside the door is like a wall, blocking the light inside the door and refusing to give in. The corridor stretched endlessly in the darkness, and any noise became extremely hollow, as if it were a whisper coming from the endless abyss.
Before she could see the outside clearly, Chu Xueying could not wait to return to the room. The light from the lamp actually made her feel a little warm.
"Maybe I just heard it wrong." Chu Xueying's breathing was a little faster for no reason, and she couldn't help looking up and looking out the door.
This time she heard it clearly. It was indeed footsteps, and it was also mixed with another indescribable noise.
Chu Xueying looked around and saw a comb with a sharp end on the dressing table. She picked up the comb and boldly walked outside. Facing the overwhelming darkness outside the door, Chu Xueying took a deep breath and submerged herself into it.
The slippers hit the ground, and the footsteps were gentle, moving step by step in the darkness. A ray of white light illuminated the road ahead. Chu Xueying held up her mobile phone and carefully observed her surroundings.
This house is really too big for a girl. Even though she found nothing, Chu Xueying still felt flustered, and because of this, she thought of looking for Jiang Cheng. Maybe they should stay in the same room. Although Jiang Cheng's room was right next door, she was walking in the opposite direction.
"Perhaps, Jiang Cheng should be woken up first." Chu Xueying finally thought of this and turned around and walked back.
"Bang!" The phone seemed to have hit something and fell to the ground. The glowing side was covered by the fuselage, and the corridor returned to darkness.
Chu Xueying hurriedly knelt down to pick it up. Following a ray of white light, she found the location of the phone. Picking up the phone, a spot of white light fell on the floor, slowly expanding, illuminating the texture of the wooden floor and a pair of legs standing on the floor.
Chu Xueying's movements froze, and she began to realize what the phone had just hit. Her body was shaking uncontrollably, but she still tried to raise her head.
The man was approaching, and even in the darkness Chu Xueying could feel the cold aura coming towards her face.
After a moment, the lights went out and the corridor fell into a deathly silence.
When he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a little more light in the room, but it was still gray. A figure hurriedly passed by. Although it was only for a moment, Chu Xueying clearly saw the face of the other person. It was her aunt Chu Yan. Chu Yan ran as hard as she could, looking back from time to time, as if she was being chased by something. Chu Xueying followed Chu Yan's gaze and saw a pair of black and shiny leather shoes appearing from the corner and falling on the floor. Chu Xueying tried to see the man's face clearly, but the man's whole body seemed to be shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Chu Yan's scream came from behind, "Don't force me!"
Chu Xueying turned around and found that Chu Yan was already standing on the balcony, looking at the stranger approaching her in horror. Chu Yan's voice became deeper, like the roar of a wild animal, "I won't let you succeed!"
As she spoke, Chu Yan's body leaned back uncontrollably, as if she was about to fall out of the balcony. But Chu Yan's expression was very struggling, as if she was fighting for control of her body. The stranger walked past Chu Xueying and got closer and closer to Chu Yan. As the man got closer, Chu Yan's struggle became weaker and weaker, and in the end she couldn't even speak.
Chu Xueying watched in horror. She wanted to stop all this, but her body couldn't move at all. Even if she opened her mouth, she couldn't scream.
The stranger said nothing and slowly walked to the balcony door, blocking Chu Xueying's view.
Chu Yan struggled and breathed heavily. Finally, she let out a hoarse laugh, "I will never let you succeed! Xueying..."
The talking stopped abruptly.
The sound of wind and screams.
The foot turned into a lawn, and Chu Xueying suddenly appeared outside the bungalow. Blood oozed from the ground, and not far from him, Chu Yan was lying there. Chu Yan stared at the sky, her body becoming cold and stiff.
"No!" Chu Xueying finally managed to make a sound, but she cried sadly.
When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.
Chu Xueying sat up from the bed, panting, her pajamas soaked with sweat.
Footsteps sounded in the corridor. Chu Xueying looked out the door warily, only to find that it was her boyfriend Jiang Cheng who came. Seeing that familiar handsome face, Chu Xueying slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang Cheng noticed the change in his girlfriend's face and asked worriedly, "Are you having a nightmare?"
Chu Xueying nodded, then shook her head and said hesitantly: "I dreamed about my aunt's death again."
These words made Jiang Cheng worried. Maybe this city also had a negative impact on Chu Xueying. Doctors have said that Chu Xueying has been mentally unstable since she lost her memory. If she is stimulated, she is likely to develop into schizophrenia. Maybe it's time to make a decision, leave here, and leave with Chu Xueying. Jiang Cheng paced back and forth in the room, thinking about how to persuade his girlfriend.
Chu Xueying recalled the details of the dream and continued: "And this dream is different from last time. I also saw another person."
Jiang Cheng could hear that Chu Xueying was scared and comforted him: "This is just a nightmare, maybe..."
"No!" Chu Xueying said eagerly, "That dream was too real, as if... it really happened! I doubt... Auntie didn't commit suicide!"
Jiang Cheng didn't know how to answer. His girlfriend's appearance showed signs of schizophrenia.
"Why don't you speak?" Chu Xueying looked at Jiang Cheng and asked, "Could it be that... you think I'm crazy?"