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Suddenly, a faint voice, as if coming from a distant place, but it becomes clearer and clearer.
"Mom, can you play with me?"
Lin Xinhui's body tensed up suddenly, and every pore on her body stood on end. Her heart pounded like a drum, the only sound echoing in the brief silence. This sound was clearly not Xiao Mei's. It was like it came from another dimension, a bit distorted and hollow.
The fear in her heart made her want to escape, but Lin Xinhui didn't have that option because she had to protect her family.
The room was pitch black, with only a faint light from outside seeping through the thin curtains, casting mottled shadows on the floor.
Faintly, from the corner of the room, came the sound of an electric fan, reminiscent of the chirping of crickets on a summer night. This subtle atmosphere only made Lin Xinhui more nervous.
Lin Xinhui quickly walked to the bedside table and turned on the table lamp. The light broke the darkness and illuminated every item in the room clearly. She couldn't help but open the drawer and search through it, but found nothing. Then, she walked to the door, tightly placed her hand on the doorknob, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the door.
The outside corridor was quiet, with only occasional sounds of doors from other rooms and the distant footsteps of security guards patrolling. Lin Xinhui gradually walked to the center of the corridor, and suddenly, that kind of low whisper came again.
"I'm here...". This time, the voice was clearer and carried an indescribable sense of urgency. Lin Xinhui looked around nervously, but didn't see anyone.
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Lin Xinhui Carefully listening, trying to distinguish where the whisper is coming from. The room is filled with a damp atmosphere, as if the air itself is heavy. Only the faint light of the bedside lamp struggles in this darkness.
Suddenly, I heard that whisper again, this time even closer.
"Don't look for me..."
What does this mean? And why is this sound so close?
Just as Lin Xinhui was pondering, she suddenly noticed that the bedside lamp dimmed, and the light became eerie. It felt as if there was a presence, a chilling presence.
She walked into the living room, trying to find the source of the sound.
The gray sofa, dim lighting, everything was as calm as when she had just moved in. But at this moment, everything became dark and twisted, filled with an ominous atmosphere.
"There's no mistake, everything has changed..." Lin Xinhui murmured to herself, knowing in her heart that this apartment was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Suddenly, the speakers next to the television made a ticking sound, as if someone was whispering.
She walked over to check, only to see the indicator light on the speaker flickering on and off.
"Drip...drip..."
Lin Xinhui stood there, unmoving, completely absorbed in listening. The sound from the speakers seemed to be getting louder and louder.
Unable to bear the eerie sound coming from the speakers, Lin Xinhui hurried to the kitchen. She needed a glass of water to calm her emotions. In the kitchen, the cabinet doors trembled slightly, and the refrigerator made an unusual "buzzing" sound.
"What... what's going on?" she thought. She poured a glass of water, but her hands were shaking slightly.
Suddenly, outside the window was pitch black, but it seemed like something was peering in. Gathering her courage, she pulled back the curtain to look, only to see darkness outside, but with an invisible sense of oppression.
Feeling dissatisfied, Lin Xinhui walked back to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, hoping to find some clues. The clothes, shoes, and some miscellaneous items inside the wardrobe looked normal, but she suddenly found an old photograph.
In the photo, there is a young man with a stern face. She remembers it was left behind by the previous tenant, but she never observed it carefully.
Lin Xinhui suddenly remembered that she could also go find the security guard Liu Minhung, maybe he knows something she doesn't know. She walked downstairs, only to find the security room empty, feeling a sense of disappointment and loneliness.
"It looks like I have to rely on myself for everything," she said to herself.
Lin Xinhui returned home, unable to make sense of everything that had happened, but understanding one thing - this apartment was no longer safe.
She picked up her phone, turned on the flashlight function, and walked around the apartment again, hoping to find the source of the whisper. With each step, her inner fear increased.
She arrived in the kitchen, then the living room, and finally reached the hallway.
"Sizzle..."
This time, the whisper was even clearer, as if it was right next to her ear. Lin Xinhui couldn't help but want to scream, but her voice was choked off. It felt like something was blocking her throat.
Finally, she coughed heartily and then forced herself to walk back to the bedroom. Returning to the bedside, she found that the bedside lamp had returned to normal.
Lin Xinhui decided to discuss with Chen Hanlin when he came back tomorrow morning, and they must find out the reason behind all of this.
At this moment, the phone screen lit up and started vibrating. It was a call from Chen Hanlin.
"Hello?" she asked hesitantly.
"Wife, it's me, Chen Hanlin," the other person said softly.
"What's wrong? Why are you calling so late?" Lin Xinhui asked anxiously.
"I was working overtime at the company when suddenly I felt something was off, so I wanted to call home and check." Chen Hanlin also seemed a bit nervous.
"Something was off? Are you referring to..."
"Well, I don't know, it's just a feeling. Did you hear any strange noises?" Chen Hanlin's voice made Lin Xinhui shiver involuntarily.
"I did, but I'm not sure what it was," Lin Xinhui said calmly.
"Okay, anyway, be careful first. I'll be home as soon as possible."
"Okay, you too."
However, for Lin Xinhui, rest seems to be out of reach.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Xinhui walked to the window, pushed it open, and took a deep breath of fresh air.
The chill of the night seems to have a mysterious power, capable of temporarily making people forget their fears. But when she turned around, she suddenly saw a blurry figure reflected in the mirror.
Suddenly feeling a chill from head to toe, but when she looked again, there was nothing, as if it was just an illusion.
But this time, Lin Xinhui didn't hesitate anymore. She immediately rushed to Xiao Mei's room, opened the door, and found Xiao Mei sleeping peacefully in bed, not at all disturbed by the whispering from earlier.
Seeing this scene, Lin Xinhui breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt an indescribable unease in her heart. She returned to bed, lay down, and stared at the ceiling. The low murmurs kept echoing in her mind, as if something was constantly watching her.
She didn't know how long had passed before drowsiness gradually set in. And so, Lin Xinhui finally fell asleep in that damp, heavy night.
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