late at night.

There was a dead silence in the dormitory, dense and oppressive, airtight darkness, except for the sound of breathing one after another, not a single sound could be heard.

Wen Jianyan closed his eyes tightly, controlling every muscle on his face and the frequency of his steady breathing.

Breathe in, breathe in, breathe out, breathe in.

Anyone who sees him like this will think that he is sleeping.

However, Wen Jianyan's consciousness was extremely clear.

All the nerves in his body were tense, his sweaty back was pressed tightly against the bed board, and he could almost feel the surging cold air on his skin.

He closed his eyes and counted in his mind, focusing all his attention on the surrounding environment.

However, Wen Jianyan's ears could not pick up any sound except his own heartbeat and breathing.

There was no sound of footsteps or any rustling. It was as if everything that had just happened was a figment of his imagination. An inexplicable strong urge to open his eyes and confirm took root in his heart.

But no.

Wen Jianyan's fingers hidden under the quilt curled up slightly and tightened, and his nails almost dug into the palms of his hands, causing a faint pain.

He knew clearly that the cold breath never left him.

That thing hasn't left yet.

Instead, he kept bending down deeply and leaning his upper body into the mosquito net. The face should be hanging a few centimeters directly above his, watching him quietly and motionlessly.

The passage of time became extremely slow at this moment, and every second seemed to be stretched into a century, which was extremely painful.

When Wen Jianyan's back was soaked with cold sweat, the rustling voice sounded again. The shadow on his face seemed to gradually move back and go away little by little.

The mosquito net was put down again.

"Thum, thump, thump."

The slow footsteps sounded again, this time, walking away from the bed.

Wen Jianyan restrained himself and carefully exhaled. He opened his eyes slightly.

Through the translucent mosquito net, he could see that in the chaotic darkness, the black shadow was moving away from his bed and walking in another direction.

Xixisuosuo.

It slowly bent down and stuck its head in again.

Wen Jianyan recognized it as Brother Hu's bed.

However, the strange thing is that the shadow's waist is bending lower and lower, and it does not stop even if it has exceeded the normal limit. This is no longer just cheek to cheek.

"..." Wen Jianyan couldn't help but tremble.

He remembered that just now when his eyes were closed, he could clearly feel the tickling touch of the other person's hair falling on his face. You must know that this is a men's dormitory, but the length of the other person's hair is obviously that of a girl.

Only then can you have it. Plus...

Before turning off the lights, Brother Hu and the others said that they did not identify the identity of the registrant downstairs, but registered the name with the other party.

And the registrant happened to be a senior student.

Although Abao also registered, Wen Jianyan made a sound before he was targeted, which attracted attention and was skipped.

Everything seemed to connect together.

Wen Jianyan made it clear that he could not repeat his old tricks.

The shadow stayed by his bed for far longer than any other bed. If he attracted the other person's attention again, he would not be as easy to fool as before.

In front of Brother Hu's bed, a shadow stood silently. The shadow's upper body had completely penetrated into the bed, making it look particularly eerie in Hei Mingjun's bedroom.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

However, he did not leave any other backup plans at all.

The little finger hidden in the quilt was slightly bent, like an invisible thread being pulled - "Cough, cough!" A heavy cough came from the bed directly below him.

[Honesty comes first] Live broadcast room:

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"?!"

"Fuck, what's going on!"

"Quick, quick, quick, is there any multi-camera playback?" "Wait a moment, I'll call it up."

"First come, first served, you know? If you're late, don't compete. Choose an empty space to sleep. Don't think about grabbing other people's seats all day long." Brother Hu's angry voice came from afar.

At the same time, the young man sitting on the bed stood up and said, "Okay, okay, Brother Tiger and Brother Bao, thank you for speaking for me. Since you want it, I will give up this position to you."

Freeze the screen, go back two seconds, and zoom in.

The young man sat back on the bed.

Before he stood up, he slightly propped up the bed with his palms, and stuffed something into the seam of the bed with his fingers lightly and flexibly.

"I'll go"

"I asked him why he gave up the bed so neatly and was waiting here together!" "Damn it, I didn't notice it at all before..."

"Awesome, it means that the anchor has already guessed that something is going to happen tonight, so he made extra preparations." Not only that. In addition to guessing that something will happen, he also guessed that the voice is the key, which is true.

It’s a bit strong.”

"Tsk, tsk, you said it's not good for this blind guy to provoke anyone. Why do you have to provoke him? He is the most difficult person to deal with in the whole dormitory. You just chose a good target."

"Cough, cough cough"

The recorded cough echoed in the dormitory, making it particularly harsh in the dead darkness.

The figure that was lying next to Brother Hu's bed just now moved. It slowly raised its upper body and turned its head to look over from the darkness. "Crack, click, click." The sound of footsteps sounded again.

Wen Jianyan held his breath and listened quietly.

In fact, after listening to the words of the dormitory aunt, he had basically guessed how the crisis in the dormitory might arise.

While going upstairs, she said, "Don't make any noise after turning off the lights at night to disturb other students' rest, otherwise they will be complained."

There are two important points in this passage: light and sound.

In other words, after the lights are turned off in the dormitory, these two existences are the most likely to cause danger.

Therefore, before leaving, Wen Jianyan left a small "insurance" for himself on the bed that was about to be snatched away. If he encountered any emergency, he would not have no backup options at all.

But what he didn't expect was that this backup option would be used so quickly.

There was a rustling sound from under the bed.

"Uh...uh uh..."

Under the bed, there seemed to be a faint sound, like a scream muffled in the throat.

The bed seemed to shake slightly, and soon the dormitory became quiet again.

"Thum, thump, thump."

Footsteps sounded again.

The figure did not visit any other beds.

Following the "squeak" sound of the door axis turning, the footsteps left the dormitory and gradually faded away.

As the threat disappeared, the cold feeling seemed to spread from the bed board again, making Wen Jianyan's limbs become cold and heavy again. The familiar feeling of sleepiness came over, and his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead.

sink.

Before falling asleep, Wen Jianyan took one last look at his bed.

The bone bell hung motionless in front of the mosquito net.

His eyelids drooped, and he fell into a deep sleep again in the endless black silence.

"Ring ring ring!"

Great old ringtones.

"Get up, get up!" Heavy footsteps came from the corridor, and the voice of the dormitory aunt resounded throughout the men's dormitory building, "Hurry up, everyone, get up!"

Wen Jianyan opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

You can see through the thin mosquito net that the sky outside the window is no longer dark, has become hazy, and seems to be getting brighter.

Through the closed door of the dormitory, footsteps can be heard in all directions.

Obviously, due to the powerful penetration of the wake-up bell, other freshmen also woke up and began to move around in the dormitory.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the health bar and blue bar in his upper right corner.

One night passed, the health bar remained unchanged, but the blue bar was bitten off a bit, turning it into 90. His eyes stayed on the sanity value for a moment.

Apparently, although that thing didn't really attack him last night, it didn't cause any damage at all. Otherwise, his sanity value wouldn't have been knocked off by a whistle.

Wen Jianyan looked away and opened his backpack.
To be continued...