She held her breath and stared at the darkness in front of her, and finally couldn't help crying.

She was trembling all over, and the fear in her heart was like this endless darkness, swallowing her up bit by bit.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound in the darkness.

It was the sound of a switch being turned on, and with that soft sound, the room suddenly lit up.

Fu Yiyun half-propped his body, rubbed his eyes, and frowned at her: "What? Are you having a nightmare?"

Lu Yanyu stared at him blankly, forgetting all his actions for a moment, and just stared at him blankly.

There were tears on her face and she looked a bit embarrassed.

Fu Yiyun's face was full of confusion.

He was clearly not awake yet, his hair was messy, his eyes were sleepy, and the thermal underwear on his body had gentle wrinkles.

"I just had a dream and heard someone crying. When I listened carefully, the cry seemed to be your voice. Then I woke up and found that it was really you who was crying."

Seeing her staying at the door without responding for a long time, Fu Yiyun couldn't help but smile at her: "Why are you crying?"

Lu Yanyu finally came to her senses. Her nose was sore and she said to him, "So you're not dead. I thought you were killed."

Fu Yiyun rolled his eyes: "You can't say anything nice."

"I'm not saying it in a bad way, but there really is a killer."

After hearing this, Fu Yiyun's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Killer?"

When Fu Yiyun took the knife and went to Lu Yanyu's room, the two killers had already left.

Everything in the room was as usual, as if the two killers were just figments of Lu Yanyu's imagination.

But the hole pierced by the knife on the quilt clearly showed that the killer was not Lu Yanyu's imagination, nor was it her nightmare.

Fu Yiyun rubbed the knife edge on the quilt, feeling a sense of fear in his heart.

He slept so deeply tonight. After all, he was careless.

If Lu Yanyu had slept as deeply as he did, wouldn't the consequences be...

The more I think about it, the more I am afraid.

He turned to Lu Yanyu and said in a deep voice: "For the next few days, you sleep with me."

Lu Yanyu: "..."

Fu Yiyun went to the toilet again and took a look.

The window of the toilet is wide open. Although the window is not big, it is big enough for an adult to climb in.

He looked out the window again.

There is a step below the window, which is used to place the outdoor air conditioner. There is one on every floor.

But because there are ordinary rooms below the eighth floor, and there is only one suite on the eighth floor, the layout is different, so the steps below the window on the eighth floor do not face the steps below.

The killer should have climbed up the stairs directly from the seventh floor.

Lu Yanyu stood at the door of the toilet, his face still pale, obviously frightened.

Fu Yiyun said angrily: "If I had known earlier, I would have changed rooms with you."

There was no such step outside the window of his room, so it would be difficult for the killers to climb into his room.

Lu Yanyu said in a muffled voice: "Change a room with me, I'm afraid you would have died a long time ago."

Fortunately, she didn't change. If this man died, she really didn't know what to do.

Fu Yiyun looked slightly embarrassed and explained: "I'm just too tired from driving, and I don't usually sleep so heavily."

"Who knows." Lu Yanyu snorted noncommittally.

She had shouted so loudly just now, but she didn't even wake up this man. Such a low alertness was really not what Fu Yiyun should have.

Although the killer had left and she and Fu Yiyun were not seriously injured, Lu Yanyu was still worried.

She looked at Fu Yiyun: "Who do you think will hire a killer to kill us?"

Fu Yiyun came out of the toilet, leaned against the door, and said, "It goes without saying that he was the real culprit who set the fire that year. He didn't want us to find out the truth."
Chapter completed!