For the sake of atmosphere, Shen Zhizhi turned off the lights.

The room was dark, with only the dim light from the TV screen.

The speakers began to play music unique to horror movies.

“Dongdong——”

The scene in the film changed, and a woman with disheveled hair was knocking on the door.

The camera zoomed in and fixed on the woman's pale chin.

Two seconds later, a delicate pink-style room occupied the big screen.

The girl in the pink nightgown was having a sweet dream, but the strange noise in her ears made her toss and turn unconsciously.

After a while, she opened her sleepy eyes.

"What's that sound?"

The young girl rubbed her eyes, listened carefully for a while, and found that someone was knocking on her door.

She muttered, "What? Staying up late at night and disturbing the neighbors."

She clicked on the phone next to her.

Find the owner group.

The owners' group has been talking about a woman in red clothes who will knock on their door at twelve o'clock in the evening.

She thought they were making up stories.

I didn't expect that someone would actually knock on the door at twelve o'clock.

It was her door that was knocked.

The young girl sent a message to the homeowners group, "The one knocking on the door is here to find me. It's so annoying. I just woke up and was woken up not long ago."

She sent it out and waited for a while.

The owners' group, which was bustling just now, suddenly became silent.

The young girl felt strange, but didn't think much about it. She put down her phone and prepared to go back to sleep.

The faint knock on the door suddenly became several degrees louder.

The community where the young girl lives has always had good security. It is surrounded by green trees and no one dances square dance. She has always had a good sleep and has never bought things like earplugs.

Now listening to the annoying knocking on the door, the young girl felt like crying but had no tears.

I should have prepared some earlier.

She couldn't sleep and unlocked her phone again.

The owners' group is still quiet, with no one showing up.

The text she sent hung alone on the screen, looking weird no matter how you looked at it.

The young girl scrolled up the chat history to see how the owners complained about the people knocking on their doors late at night.

"Huh."

She searched for a long time, but all the complaints she had before were gone.

These days, the owners have been talking about trivial matters, similar to gossip.

The young girl held her cell phone, her eyes full of disbelief.

"Where are the chat logs?"

"My phone is stuck?"

She took a deep breath, restarted her phone, and switched from wireless to data.

Click on the owners group again.

He moved his fingertips upwards.

When the young girl saw the long paragraph of complaints, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"It was late at night, and it almost scared me."

“I don’t know if the owners know who is knocking on the door.”

She wanted to move the records back to a few days ago, but her phone went blank for a moment, and all the dense complaints disappeared, leaving only the mundane trivialities and daily life.

You and I talk, and the atmosphere is very harmonious.

The young girl's smile faded and her eyes showed a hint of fear.

Again, gone again.

The talk about the person knocking on the door outside disappeared from her sight.

The young girl looked panicked and quickly chatted privately with a familiar owner.

"Brother Zhang Yu, you live across the street from me. Can you help me talk her into stopping the knocking?"

"I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep."

A message quickly popped up on Zhang Yu's side: [The other party is typing...].

The young girl waited anxiously, but Zhang Yu didn't reply until five minutes later.

"Outside your door? Girl, there's no one there."

No one?

Outside the living room, there was a loud and heavy knock on the door, and the young girl's face turned pale.

"Brother Zhang Yu, don't tease me. Today is not April Fool's Day."

Zhang Yu replied, "? I'm not kidding you, sister, there's really no one outside the door!"

Zhang Yu took a short video and sent it over.

The young girl clicked it tremblingly.

In the video, Zhang Yu first greeted the young girl, then tiptoed to open the door of his house, raised his mobile phone and took pictures outside, and the direction was towards her door.

There was nothing outside her house.

The young girl's face was pale.

There was no one outside the door, but the knocks were not her hallucinations, so it could only be...

The man was standing inside the door and knocking.

She was living under the same roof with a stranger.

The young girl already had an image in her mind: that man, looking at her bedroom from afar, banging on the door playfully.

Waiting for her to come out of the bedroom.

The young girl shuddered and quickly typed to Zhang Yu, "Brother Zhang Yu, I have one more thing to trouble you with."

Zhang Yu replied "OK".

The young girl stared at the bedroom door while scanning the screen of her phone. "Brother Zhang Yu, please call the police for me. There might be a thief in my house."

Zhang Yu replied, "."

The young girl noticed the period and thought it meant "OK", so she pursed her lips in relief.

A few seconds later, Zhang Yu replied.

The news horrified her.

"? How could you treat me like a thief? Aren't we best friends?"

The young girl clutched her phone in horror.

What, what do you mean?

[The other party withdrew a message.]

"Sent to the wrong person."

"I've called the police. Don't be afraid. They'll be here soon."

The young girl forced a smile and typed, "Okay, thank you, Brother Zhang Yu."

The police can give her a sense of security.

The young girl was about to exit the chat interface when her finger accidentally touched the voice call button.

She was about to hang up.

WeChat's distinctive ringtone rang in her living room.

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