It's damp, dark, and so cold that it makes you feel uneasy.

Although it had been a long time since she had seen Ye Meimei's terrifying appearance in her dreams, Jiang Xinyou still lay in bed restless every night.

The night is already deep.

Fine raindrops fell along the eaves, making a pattering sound.

As soon as the autumn wind passed, the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed, and the temperature dropped suddenly. Even the air conditioner was not turned on in the dormitory. The sound of falling raindrops echoed in the silent room, one after another, like the rhythm of the beating heart.

Jiang Xinyou opened her eyes and stared at the white ceiling illuminated by the light and shadow outside the window. Her mind couldn't help but recall what had happened before. No matter which scene it was, it was enough to scare her and make her extremely scared.

She closed her eyes tightly with lingering fear, feeling the exciting beating from her heart, and the uneasy tension, as if something terrible was about to happen.

Half an hour later, Xia Qianshuang, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by waves of subtle sounds, which were the rapid writing sounds of the tip of the pen rubbing against the paper. She hesitated for a while, no longer feeling sleepy, and quickly stood up and looked down.

There was a faint yellow light on Jiang Xinyou's desk, and Jiang Xinyou was sitting in front of the desk in silk pajamas, writing something furiously.

Xia Qianshuang was stunned by this scene. She picked up her coat from the bed rail, put it casually on her shoulders, and quickly climbed out of bed, walking quickly behind Jiang Xinyou in her slippers.

As if he couldn't feel her arrival, Jiang Xinyou was still staring straight at the white paper in her hand, holding the pen in her right hand and drawing rapidly, her trembling lips were almost pale.

"Xinyou..."

Xia Qianshuang called her nervously in a low voice, not knowing whether to disturb her at this time.

She hesitantly stretched out her hand and felt a powerful spiritual power coming from Jiang Xinyou's body, making it almost impossible to get close.

This feeling made Xia Qian Shuang feel familiar. She still remembered the last night when she and Jiang Xinyou went to dormitory 414. When the white mist emerged, the spiritual power she felt was exactly the same as the one coming from Jiang Xinyou at that moment. Could it be that the one hidden in

Are mysterious people in the dark helping them again?

Xia Qianshuang frowned and looked around in the darkness. Knowing that Jiang Xinyou was under control at this time and could not hear her voice, she calmly and boldly asked the air around her: "Who are you?"

Our friend?"

After the words fell, there was silence all around. Apart from the raindrops falling outside the window and the sound of the wind blowing from time to time, nothing could be heard.

Xia Qian's dark eyes darkened, and she paced back and forth in the dormitory, then asked: "Will you hurt Xinyou if you do this?!"

"If you want to help us, why don't you just show up?!"

"Also, if you really mean well, why bother killing Meizi and Miaomiao!"

There was a snap sound, and the pencil in Jiang Xinyou's hand broke again. Xia Qianshuang quickly turned back, stretched out her hand to support the shaky Jiang Xinyou, and held her tightly against her chest.

A pair of sharp and transparent eyes carefully observed the surroundings. The lamp on the table flickered a few times, and the light was completely extinguished. A piece of light and shadow flickered on the white wall, and even the big branches outside the window swayed violently.

stand up.
Chapter completed!