"It's normal to dream about what you think about during the day." Li Zheng knew Chen Ge quite well. In his opinion, given Chen Ge's personality, it was impossible for him to do something like hiding under the bed and committing a crime.

"I know you don't believe it, but it really wasn't a dream." Jia Ming lowered his voice, his tone a little strange: "Have you ever thought about what you are doing in the mirror when you are standing in front of the mirror washing your face? Is he also lowering his head to wash his face, or is he still standing in the mirror, looking down at you? Have you ever encountered a situation where someone in the toilet cubicle asks you to borrow something, but when you come out you find that you are actually the only one in the toilet? Have you found that when you call the person closest to you, the other party always says that there is noise in your room, as if there are many things standing around you."

Jia Ming grabbed the bed with both hands, getting harder and harder: "I've been through all of this."

"I'd better call the doctor in." Li Zheng is an atheist. He has studied basic criminal psychology and abnormal psychology in the police academy. In his opinion, if Jia Ming is not lying, then there must be something wrong with his brain. He may be suffering from delusional disorder.

"Before the doctor comes in, can you listen to a few stories from me?" Jia Ming tilted his head towards Chen Ge: "Stories about him and me."

"Do you two look that familiar?" Li Zheng nodded in agreement.

"After leaving Jiang Long's house, I was in a panic and ran for half an hour before I finally made a big detour back to my home."

"I was renting a house at the time. The landlord was an old lady. She lived on the first floor, we lived on the second floor, and the third floor was a storage room."

"It was already very late when I came back. After I entered the corridor, the old lady's cat kept meowing. It was not the usual coquettish meow, but a short, sharp sound that was very scary."

"Maybe she was woken up by the cat's cry. After a while, the old lady opened the door inside her house, looked at me and said something."

"Walk more quietly. Why are you running around so late at night and not sleeping?" Jia Ming still can't forget the old man's expression and he imitated it very well.

"I quickly apologized to the old lady, but when I got to the second floor I realized something was wrong. I looked back and saw that I was the only one in the dark hallway. Why did the old lady say 'you guys'?"

"I felt a chill run down my spine and ran to the door to look for my keys, but the more anxious I got, the harder it was to find them. Then another strange thing happened."

"There was a thumping sound coming from the utility room on the third floor, like a ball rolling on the floor."

"When I moved in, the old lady told me that the third floor was not used for living but for storing sundries. I asked her why, and she said that her son's family used to live on the third floor, but then the three of them had a car accident. Although the third floor was vacant, the old lady didn't want to rent it out, as she wanted to keep it for herself."

"There was no sound coming from the third floor, which was never occupied. I didn't dare to stay in the corridor for long. I searched for the key from my coat pocket, but the sound stopped at that moment."

"I looked upstairs out of curiosity and saw a pair of grey feet at the corner of the third floor. Because of the angle, I could only see those feet."

"I was terrified and opened the door as quickly as I could."

"I was still uneasy when I entered the house. I closed the outer security door. When I was about to close the inner door, curiosity got the better of me. I wanted to take a look at the owner of the gray feet."

"Lying down at the crack of the door, I adjusted my angle, slowly squatted down, and moved my sight upwards. I saw another pair of grey legs. Just as I was about to continue looking upwards, suddenly a child's head appeared in my field of vision!"

"Its posture is very strange. Its legs are standing straight, but its head is tilted so that it is almost touching its feet. This is not something a normal person can do."

"I slammed the door shut, and only then did I remember to turn on the light in the living room."

"I knew the approximate location of the switch, so I groped towards it. When I touched the switch, I seemed to touch something. It felt like the skin of a living person. I seemed to have touched the fingers of another stranger in my own home."

"I flipped the switch and the light shone on me, giving me a long-lost sense of security. I started calling my wife's name, but there was no response."

"I was so scared that I turned on the lights in all the rooms and finally found a note left by my wife next to the phone in the living room."

"She said my father-in-law was seriously ill and the doctor urgently notified her to go to the hospital. The food was in the refrigerator and asked me to heat it up and eat it myself when I came back."

"My wife is not at home. I put the note away and looked at my hand. I did touch another person's hand just now. There is another person in this room besides me."

"I was afraid to sleep. I checked every possible place in the room where someone could hide, but found nothing. I tried to call my wife, but no one answered after several calls."

"I was so scared that I turned on the TV and deliberately turned up the volume, then made myself a few cups of strong coffee. I planned to stay in the living room all night and move out of this remote old house tomorrow morning."

"I had no interest in watching what was on TV. When I felt sleepy, I kept drinking coffee."

"Finally, when it was daybreak, I couldn't hold it any longer and went to the toilet."

"After I finished, I stood in front of the sink and wanted to wipe my face with cold water. I turned on the water and watched the water flow. I suddenly felt panicky, as if someone was watching me."

"I strongly suspected that the stranger who followed me into the house was hiding in the bathroom. I glanced at the bathroom with my peripheral vision, but there was no place for anyone to hide in the bathroom."

"I stood up straight, looked at myself in the mirror, hunched over and haggard, and shook my head. I decided to move out after daybreak and live somewhere more crowded and lively."

"Putting down the towel, I felt something was wrong. Before I could think about it, the phone in the living room rang."

"I was startled and quickly answered the phone. It was my wife's voice on the other end."

"The sky was no longer completely dark. My wife told me on the phone that she had called me many times but no one answered. She was very worried."

"I feel uneasy when I talk about this. I was the one who called her many times last night, but she was the one who didn't answer."

"I subconsciously glanced at the phone line. When I was about to tell her about this, she suddenly asked me why there was someone else in the room. She heard someone talking intermittently on my side. The voice sounded very similar to my father-in-law's, as if he was talking about the back, the back..."

"I quickly turned my head and looked back, but there was no one behind me. Looking further away, I could only see myself in the mirror, standing facing me, holding a phone in my hand, and doing exactly the same thing as me."

"It was almost dawn, and I told my wife to take good care of my seriously ill father-in-law. After hanging up the phone, I sat back down, but the more I thought about it, the more something seemed wrong."