Everyone had left, and the room finally became quiet.
In my ears, the intermittent, sorrowful, and desperate sound of the piano still lingers.
But for some reason, my restless heart calmed down at this moment.
"Sheng Qianye".
Going back to the past, the name now comes out of her mouth with a familiar and natural sound.
She didn't know if he heard her or not; the music continued, but she didn't hear a response from him.
"Sheng Qianye," she called him again.
In the pavilion amidst the heavy rain, Sheng Qianye's fingertips paused slightly as they touched the piano keys.
After a while, the sounds of panic and fear came from inside the hotel.
He finally raised his head, his devilishly perfect face carrying a faint chill.
What's going on? Have you noticed that the rainwater outside has risen by almost a meter again?
[Yes, yes, we only arrived at the stone pier around dusk.]
[Oh my god, if this keeps up, we're going to drown here!]
No, we need to call the police immediately and get help from outside.
Are you crazy? We haven't been able to get in touch with anyone outside since we checked into the hotel.
...
The screams of women and the cries of panic of men came one after another from the corridor outside. Rong Shang raised her eyebrows slightly, but her face remained unusually indifferent.
"Sheng Qianye, have I been in your memories these past two days?"
"..."
Rong Shang looked up at the window, a dark and crazy aura flashing in her deep eyes. "I don't know what you want to do, but I will help you."
"help me?"
The ethereal voice finally reached my ears.
She smiled casually, raising the corners of her lips. "Yes, I'll help you."
“No need.” Sheng Qianye refused her. “If you really want to help me, then you can leave.”
"Why?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing in her captivating peach blossom eyes. "Are you worried about me?"
"..."
"Although the memories are of the past, we at least had a conversation in our dreams."
"...I don't want to see anything happen to you." After a long silence, the heartwarming words finally came out of his mouth.
Just a moment later, a sudden gust of wind picked up outside.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The window slammed against the wall.
It stood out starkly in the quiet night.
"Don't come out," he suddenly said.
That ethereal voice had just fallen beside my ear.
The upstairs corridor was already in complete chaos.
At this moment, the lights overhead flickered, and the shadows reflected on the ground collided and pressed against each other.
"Hurry up!" someone shouted impatiently.
But the people at the front sighed helplessly, "Director, I don't remember there being a wall in front of us."
Strange, there are no obstacles in front of them, and they can even see the scenery behind them, so why can't they get through?
Just then, Sheng Qianxing suddenly shouted, "Who's grabbing my foot?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all eyes turned to them.
Then, they looked down at Sheng Qianxing's long legs and saw that they were bare.
Nobody touched you.
One of the staff members said something without thinking.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Some of the more timid people immediately huddled together, crying out, "A ghost!"
No?
Sheng Qianxing frowned. "Then what I just did..."
Before he could finish speaking, a sudden gust of wind swept through the corridor.
A group of people were blown about, swaying from side to side, unable to stand up.
And at this moment—
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