She was sleeping in bed with Cheng Jing'an, but an inexplicable sense of unease filled her heart.
The bathroom seemed to be leaking, and amidst the DRIP, DRIP, DRIP, Mu Wan felt no trace of sleepiness.
Mu Wan nudged the soundly sleeping Cheng Jing'an. He didn't stir at all.
Nothing unusual had happened, yet a panic she couldn't suppress rose in her heart.
It was as if the room itself were a man-eating beast.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Still, nothing happened. Mu Wan began to relax a little. 'Perhaps I'm just overthinking things,' she thought.
Just as she was about to lie back down, the bathroom door opened.
It was clearly a modern renovation with the best materials, yet the bathroom door let out a long, drawn-out CREAK.
A chill shot up from the soles of her rigid feet to her tense shoulders and neck.
Mu Wan was too afraid to look away, her eyes fixed on the bathroom door.
Again, a long time passed with no movement.
'Perhaps it was the wind?'
