"Mr. Yuan, what are you talking nonsense? Come to my room alone so late, aren't you afraid that your wife will know? The woman was awake at the moment, and noticed that the man in front of her seemed to be a little strange.

"Yingying... Does she have any problems? The man's eyes sparkled as he looked at her, as if there was a fire burning inside.

The woman took two steps back, picked up the landline earpiece in the room from behind with one hand, and hesitated to call the hotel front desk for help.

"You sent this letter to my company, right?" The man took out an envelope from his pocket, "At that time, I only decided to come to the appointment with a bit of luck." ”

"You think... Did I invite you here? The woman looked at the man in amazement, and met his burning eyes, and her heart couldn't help but flutter slightly.

"Isn't it? The letter said that you would still be staying in room 703 of the hotel, and asked me to go to the rooftop at 2 a.m. to find you. The man unfolded the letterhead and handed it to the woman.

The woman took it suspiciously, and it was indeed as he said, but the person who wrote the letter did not leave his name, "Mr. Yuan, I really don't know what you said about 'Yingying', there must be some misunderstanding here." ”

"But... I saw you on the rooftop last night...", the man still refuses to give up hope.

The woman shook her head, remembered something in an instant, and her heart suddenly beat wildly: "What time did you go to the rooftop?" ”

"It's about two and a little past two in the morning."

It was two o'clock in the morning, exactly when "that thing" left the room, and she glanced at the clock on the wall.

"The rooftop must have been very dark at that time, why are you sure that the person you see is me?" The woman asked.

"Because, I see your face very clearly."

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After the woman's vehemently denied it, the man left her room in a huff and said, "I'm leaving the hotel tomorrow, don't you really have anything to say to me?" ”

The woman shook her head silently and closed the door, knowing very well that all this was not a coincidence.

She leaned back on the head of the bed, pondered silently for a while, and gradually felt sleepiness set in...

How do you fall asleep without knowing it? The woman opened her eyes and looked around, the television in the room was still on, an unknown movie was playing inside, and the actress let out an exaggerated laugh, making the silent room seem a little strange.

She slowly sat up from the bed, her eyes fell on the pillow she had just slept on, and a strange human face was printed on it, which was obviously just drawn casually, but it gave people an extremely strange feeling.

The woman slept a little dazed, and she didn't realize for a while that this pillow was left by Bai Xiaohan, "What is it, it looks weird." She threw the pillow under the bed and went into the bathroom to shower.

A slightly hot jet of water sprayed on her face, and consciousness suddenly became sober.

"That's not right!" The woman hurried back to the bed, bending down to find the pillow she had just thrown under the bed. However, the bed was empty, and there was no "stand-in" with a human face in sight.

"Strange... Where did it go? She was wrapped in a towel and her hair was dripping down, but she didn't care about it at the moment.

I almost turned the whole room upside down, but I couldn't find the pillow left by Bai Xiaohan. The woman hugged her shoulders and suddenly felt a chill.

The clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock, and after thinking about it, she decided to go next door to find Bai Xiaohan.

However, just as her fingers touched the doorknob, she suddenly felt a sticky touch. Looking down, not only the doorknob, but also the entire door panel was covered with dark brown stains, like... Dried bloodstains!

Suddenly, as if coming to life, the bloodstains gradually emerged from the door, forming several patterns of different shapes.

After staring at it for a few seconds, those seemingly chaotic and irregular patterns seemed to be mixed together, fusing into an obvious "Dian" character.

"Memorial?!" The thought immediately flashed through her mind, and the light in the room suddenly became dim, and the overhead lamp made a "clang" sound, as if it was about to fall into darkness.

The woman pushed open the door in a panic and stumbled into the hallway, when she heard a "bang" behind her, the door of room 1603 had been slammed shut, but there was a completely unfamiliar scene in front of her.

The hallway was dimly lit, and every lamp hanging overhead seemed to be underpowered, emitting only a faint light.

The walls looked much darker, mottled and bloodshot inside.

Feeling the unevenness under her feet, she slowly moved her gaze down, and at this moment, what she stepped on was not a wooden floor covered with carpets, but an uneven soft mattress.

Every step you take, you will worry that there is a bottomless cave under the futon, and if you are not careful, you will fall down and break your bones.

The woman couldn't figure out why a hotel could be turned upside down in just a few hours. She wanted to find Bai Xiaohan immediately and confirm that her daughter was safe and sound.

After struggling around the corner, room 1606 was in sight. However, in the corridor on this side, several dark figures stood on both sides, motionless, but very frightening.

There was a cold wind behind him, and when he turned around, he saw a black figure. The shadow grew closer and closer, until its face was revealed.

A face with no facial features, long wet hair covering both sides of the face, and a black shadow quickly passed through the woman's body, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

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Room 1103.

The woman opened her eyes, she had been pretending to be asleep, she was well aware of her husband's treacherous behavior, but she had been holding back the anger in her heart.

A hotel room in the dark, with only the sound of even breathing. A pungent smell of potions, as if mixed with other smells, had crept into her nostrils.

It seems that something is sticky to my face, and I feel itchy. When I reached out and touched it, it turned out to be a handful of hair. The hair was long, she concluded it wasn't her own, and it was a little damp.

She frowned, got out of bed, and threw the handful of hair into the trash. In the darkness, something seemed to be looking down on her.

Looking up at the time, it was two o'clock in the morning... The woman was a little puzzled, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

She pricked up her ears and listened carefully. The footsteps were slow and heavy, and they seemed to be getting closer.

"Boom... Boom... Knock..."The door was knocked again and again, so hard that the whole door panel trembled.

"Who's out there?" The woman looked out through the cat's eye. She jumps abruptly, what will be outside the cat's eye? A bloody eyeball, or something even more terrifying?

But what she saw was Qinqin's mother, standing at the door with a numb expression: "Is there anyone inside?" If not, I'll go in..."