“Is there anyone there, is there anyone outside, and my door can’t be opened.” Shui Lingyu called through the door.
But I didn’t get a slight response after listening.
Shui Lingyu groped at the door for a while, but it still didn’t open. Or it was because of this door.
Thinking of this possibility, I felt that I would wait until tomorrow, and the butler would come to open the door for her if he couldn’t see her.
So, he went back to the room to sleep with doubts.
Before going to bed, my mind was still slowly settled into what happened in the bar, and my anxiety was pressing on my heart.
Some people say that if you put your hands on your chest when you sleep, you will dream, and it will be a nightmare, which is very uncomfortable. So, that night, when those uneasiness is pressing on your heart, Shui Lingyu has nightmares all night, and no matter how he escapes, he will still stand still.
Early in the morning, Shui Lingyu woke up and felt shocked.
Qingzhan’s eyes saw the beige above the ceiling with complex patterns outlined.
She was so familiar, so she gradually woke up. It was just a dream.
Shui Lingyu wiped her forehead, dripping wet, and sat up from the bed, feeling very tired from sleeping that night.
I probably got scared last night and went too deep into my bones.
So after a night, does it mean that there is no danger? After the rain, the sky is clear?
I landed on the ground, went to the bathroom with slippers, and walked a few steps to remember the unopened door, so I went over and wanted to take a look.
I reached out to pull it, but I still didn’t move at all, so I couldn’t help but pat the door: “Is there anyone here? The door can’t be opened?”
Don’t say that no one paid attention to her, the quietness in her ears made her panic.