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"Ah, ah, ah, Host is still alive!"
"Host, you scared me to death!"
"I thought Host was dead."
I forced a smile and pretended to be relaxed, teasing, "How could I die? I'm fearless."
"Even if there are ghosts in this world, I'm not afraid."
"Host, stop being stubborn."
"You were so scared just now that you almost wet your pants."
"Host, you kept walking upstairs just now. Was it because your legs went weak and you couldn't move?"
I chuckled, "How is that possible?"
"I was just in the hall the whole time, didn't move at all."
Bullet Screen fell silent.
I smiled as I walked down, "There was a little issue with the Live Streaming earlier, but it's fixed now."
"Our Live Streaming continues."
Bullet Screen started scrolling wildly.
"Host, the Live Streaming disconnected just now. Didn't you see?"
"Host, you kept walking upstairs just now."
“Host, you almost died right in front of us.”
...
I forced myself not to look at the Bullet Screen.
Brother Xi said that the Bullet Screen is all fake, just staff members posting comments.
As long as I don’t look, I won’t be affected.
I took a deep breath and continued walking forward.
“Brother Xi, what should I do now?”
Brother Xi spoke calmly, “Continue with the mission.”
The Live Streaming has ended.
I squatted at the door, catching my breath.
Brother Xi walked over and handed me a cigarette. “Xiao Song, you really hit the jackpot this time.”
“Do you know how much Live Streaming made?”
I shook my head.
Brother Xi made a gesture indicating victory.
“Two hundred thousand?”
"Not quite, guess a bit higher."
I swallowed hard. "It can't be two and a half million, right?"
Brother Xi nodded. "That's right, it's two hundred fifty."
Me: ...
Brother Xi was so excited that his hands were shaking. "I didn't expect you to earn this much on your first Live Streaming."
"It seems I didn't choose the wrong person."
I forced a smile.
Brother Xi said that according to the 70-30 split, I would get one-third.
The remaining seventy percent goes to the platform.
That means I could take home one-third of two hundred fifty thousand, which is eighty-three thousand three hundred thirty-three dollars.
Brother Xi said he would transfer my commission to me tomorrow.
I thanked Brother Xi sincerely, saying, "Brother Xi, from now on, you're my brother."
Brother Xi patted my shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll have your back from now on."
I stood up and walked out.
Behind me, I could hear the staff rustling about.
They were dismantling the equipment used for the effects.
I glanced back.
I remembered the picture frame I saw when I first entered the room.
And those messages telling me not to go upstairs.
Maybe I was just too nervous, which caused me to hallucinate.
I shook my head and smiled.
I took a taxi home.
I didn't hear the whispers of the staff behind me.
"What was on the stairs?"
"I don't know; it wasn't set up by us."
"What should we do then?"
"Don't say too much; Brother Xi said to do it this way."
"Just clean up the site."
At three in the morning, I finally returned home.
I casually washed my face, didn't even want to eat dinner, and went straight to take a shower before lying down on the bed.
No, I can't say it's a bed.
Since the rented place is a small studio, the bedroom and living room are connected.
So, the bed is the sofa.
I took off my glasses, wrapped myself in a towel, and sat on the sofa, drying my still dripping hair.
When I looked up, I suddenly saw a picture frame hanging on the wall.
It was a little girl in a princess dress, smiling radiantly.
Her pair of eyes was fixed directly on me.
This scene was exactly the same as what I had seen in the villa!
I froze, my heart instantly racing to my throat.
Could it be...
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the picture frame again.
It hadn't disappeared.
It was clearly the same one I had seen in the villa!
I instinctively touched my arm.
Unconsciously, goosebumps began to rise on my skin.
But soon, I calmed down.
Impossible.
How could that picture frame appear here?
I took a deep breath, gathered my courage, and slowly stood up from the sofa, walking towards the picture frame.
Fortunately.
The person in the photo did not turn their gaze as I moved.
Yet, a chill ran down my back.
I reached out and picked up the frame.
The material of the frame was soft, not like wood, but more like...
Human skin.
Thinking of what I had seen in the villa, I suddenly felt nauseous and quickly tossed the frame aside.
I crouched down, covering my wildly beating heart.
What is happening?
Could it be that the thing from the villa followed me back?
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