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He glanced at Chen Ranran again and said, "Sister, why don't you go back to sleep?"
Chen Ranran didn't respond to him but shook my arm instead. "Li Jie, you have to believe me, I really heard something."
I patted the back of her hand. "I believe you."
Then I turned to the security guard and said, "Could you please come up with us to take a look?"
Deep down, I understood that Chen Ranran might have imagined it.
But my intuition told me that things weren't so simple.
After all, the woman who had just jumped was from Room 6-2.
And how did that phone end up back on the balcony after her death?
Once we reached the sixth floor, Chen Ranran pulled me into her apartment.
I gave her a reassuring look. "Don't be afraid, let's go inside and get some sleep."
She nodded.
After we added each other as friends, we both went home.
It was already six in the morning.
The sky was still dark, but I couldn't shake off my insomnia.
I lay in bed tossing and turning.
I couldn't help but keep looking out the window.
Around seven, I got up and went to the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee.
Before I could take more than a couple of sips, a commotion erupted outside the door.
I opened the door to find the security guard from last night rushing up the stairs, drenched in sweat and panting heavily. “There’s been an incident with the woman upstairs!” he shouted at me.
It was one o'clock in the morning.
I lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. My heart felt like it was on fire, filled with both anxiety and discomfort.
I closed my eyes, trying to drift off, but the image of Chen Jingyu's lifeless body kept surfacing in my mind.
Her face was as pale as frost, and her yellowing hair seemed to flutter beneath the sheets as if it were alive.
It felt as though it were reaching out for me.
I suddenly opened my eyes, telling myself not to think too much.
My apartment was on the fifth floor.
How far could someone who jumped down go?
With that thought, I felt a bit more at ease.
But just then, a scratching sound against the security bars outside my window pierced through the silence.
The noise was grating, sending chills down my spine.
I sat up in terror, cold sweat breaking out on my back.
Quickly, I got up and pulled back the curtains to look outside—
A wrinkled, pale old face suddenly appeared at the door.
Blood trickled down her forehead, her hair matted to her scalp, and her mouth stretched wide to her ears. "Where's my Red Envelope? Where is my Red Envelope?"
"Ah—"
I gasped, sitting up in bed.
It took me a moment to realize that the experience had only been a dream.
However, the scenes from the dream felt too real, leaving me shaken.
I took a deep breath, preparing to lie back down.
Just then, a soft knocking came from the front door.
The knock was gentle and slow.
It was almost like fingertips tapping against the door.
In an instant, my hair stood on end again.
The terrifying scenes from my dream resurfaced in my mind.
Could it be that someone really had come?
Trembling, I walked to the door and tiptoed to peer through the peephole.
I saw a dark figure with its back to me, looking around in the hallway.
When the person turned around, I froze.
The woman was dressed like a young matron and looked somewhat familiar.
"Are you Li Jie?"
She leaned closer to Cat's Eye and said, "I'm the owner living on the Sixth Floor."
As she spoke, she glanced around. "Have you noticed anything unusual?"
I watched her warily, noticing that she seemed perfectly normal.
So, I cautiously opened the door.
She immediately peeked inside. "Haven't you noticed anything strange?"
"Something's wrong! Something big has happened!"
The security guard shouted as he ran upstairs.
"What happened?"
I followed him out of the hallway.
"The woman in 6-2, named Chen Ranran, is in trouble!"
The security guard was sweating profusely, his expression anxious.
"Really?"
I was taken aback and hurried to follow him up to the Sixth Floor.
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