But Qiao Yan didn't have the energy to care about how many dogs she had scared, because she heard the erhu sound again!

The dream scene that she had finally forgotten a little reappeared in her mind. The sound of the erhu came from outside the door. Qiao Yan could only be thankful that she closed the door quickly enough.

To make matters worse, there was a series of popping sounds behind me, as if echoing the sound of the erhu.

Qiao Yan turned around and felt that her little room was really lively tonight...

There was no one outside the window, but the window was indeed being banged on, one after another.

As she got closer, Qiao Yan saw the imprint of a hand on the window. Judging from the imprint, the hand was not big, and the fingers were probably slender.

But with just this one mark, nothing else can be seen.

It would have been fine if the hand had just hit the window, but Qiao Yan watched it hit for a while, and then the mark disappeared, but the window lock clicked open.

Qiao Yan was shocked! She quickly stepped forward and pressed the window tightly. She could clearly feel another force fighting against her.

"Don't you have your own home?!" she shouted, gritting her teeth and refusing to let go. The thing outside was quite powerful.

[No, what do you mean, are you here for team building at Sister Qiao's house?]

【It's late at night, why do you have to do this? 】

[Oh my god, Sister Qiao, the door! The door! The door is open again!]

[Sister Qiao is alone, it's too difficult.]

When she heard a slight creaking sound, Qiao Yan knew that the door was opened, but the person who was holding her window did not let go, and she had no way to close the door.

The sound of the erhu became louder and louder, giving her a headache. The wind blew outside the window, blowing in through the window cracks and blowing on her face.

squeak--

Qiao Yan pressed the window shut with both hands and awkwardly turned her head to look at the situation on the other side. The door was wide open, and the wooden chair's legs scraped against the floor as it moved in, making a harsh sound.

With a puff, the lights in the room were blown out like a candle, and everything in front of Qiao Yan fell into darkness.

The sound of the erhu became louder and louder, the friction of the chair legs continued, and two familiar voices were heard outside the house.

"Ziyi!"

"Ziyi!"