It's a sleepless night.

Zhang Zedong has forgotten how long it has been since he had a good sleep...

His girlfriend's suicide, coupled with what happened after that, left him mentally devastated.

He didn't even know what to do.

No matter when, the feeling that someone is always hiding in my home is constantly hitting my mind.

Bedroom, toilet, refrigerator, under the bed...

He was worried about every place.

It was just a corner of a simple house furnished with furniture, but he always felt that someone must be hiding in these places and staring at him.

When I rest, when I close my eyes and fall asleep, that guy will come out and wander around the houses like the owner of the house.

It's not like he hasn't told his friends.

It’s not like we didn’t call the police...

But even if surveillance cameras are installed, they will not have any effect.

Everyone feels that they can't stand the excitement, and maybe the pressure of life makes them breathless, which is why they have this kind of fantasy of being persecuted.

Someone advised him to take a good rest.

This time is mainly used to recuperate the body, and don’t think about other messy things...

But are those things he wants to think about?

Ever since he saw that figure in the toilet, he became more and more suspicious of whether there was something wrong with his brain.

After all, there is no reason why there is such a person hiding at home, even if he is discovered by himself...

The other party has not done anything that has a substantial impact on him so far. He is hiding here as if he is just looking for a place to stay.

No, no reason...

This kind of thing is simply too ridiculous.

Zhang Zedong also doesn't want to believe that there are such boring people in the world who follow him all the time and don't do anything excessive to him, just to scare him...

"Is it possible that there is really something wrong with my brain?"

"Do I really need to listen to everyone's advice and see a psychiatrist appropriately?"

"Then go and cooperate with the treatment?"

Zhang Zedong is under suspicion.

He was unable to determine his true inner thoughts.

Sometimes, he even wonders if he has had a long, long dream from which he still hasn't woken up...

And Lin Xiaoxiao appeared.

It was to push his doubts further to a point where he was willing to be convinced.

Incomprehensible people say incomprehensible things.

What are you trying to do to save yourself? You will die soon...

Apart from reminding Zhang Zedong of those old men and women who tell people's fortunes under the overpass, he could not think of any other identity to place on that person.

"The voice sounds very young..."

"The figure is too fat."

"Although I can't see her face clearly, I can still tell that she doesn't appear to be very old."

"For such a young girl to find me, the possibility of cheating is not too great..."

"And regarding my address and a series of other information, she seemed very confident when she said it."

Forced thinking is the most deadly.

Originally, Lin Xiaoxiao just wanted to leave a mysterious and suspenseful aspect to make Zhang Zedong suspicious. Finally, when something happened, he called her so that she could participate in the whole incident as planned.

But both Lin Xiaoxiao and Qianye made a mistake in their calculations.

Maybe I didn’t even think about calculating this tricky and useless angle...

At this time, in Zhang Zedong's mind, he had gradually thought of Lin Xiaoxiao as some kind of outsider.

Even under the influence of various film and television dramas and folk rumors, he still wondered whether Lin Xiaoxiao was like that. He was actually very old, but used unknown magical methods to keep his appearance at a young age.

.....

Under this exaggerated imagination.

To gain Zhang Zedong's basic trust is a piece of cake.

Generally speaking, if you want to deceive someone.

The more the other party lacks something and the more they want something, if you try to deceive them from this point, it will seem to get twice the result with half the effort...

Such as those guys who were defrauded of their money.

Basically, people who have no money, or feel that their money is too little, and are greedy and want more, are deceived.

Now that Zhang Zedong is in crisis, what he needs most at this time is undoubtedly a sense of security.

When no one believed in him, if a person like Lin Xiaoxiao jumped out, then he would naturally trust and follow Lin Xiaoxiao...

This also led to the reason why Lin Xiaoxiao dialed the number not long after leaving his phone number.

Unfortunately.

Lin Xiaoxiao asked him to think carefully before calling.

Although this will indeed increase the mystery of Lin Xiaoxiao, for Zhang Zedong, receiving such a reply is undoubtedly very painful and scratching...

Can't get an answer.

Still need to think more carefully...

What are you thinking?

What on earth is there to think about?

Maybe this is how you get the joy of being a Riddler.

When you see someone scratching their head and trying to solve the mystery they have created, you will feel an indescribable pleasure...

Put Lin Xiaoxiao's matter aside for the time being.

After all, Zhang Zedong had no idea what he was thinking about. He planned to wait for a while before calling again, so that maybe Lin Xiaoxiao would tell him the answer.

These days.

He is still suffering from the past.

The feeling that there are other people at home has not dissipated in the slightest. It seems to have been lingering in my mind, constantly reminding me that this seemingly safe home is actually not just me staying here...

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After rummaging through every corner of the house and making sure that this was just a feeling and that no one was at home, Zhang Zedong's feeling decreased slightly and he felt a little bit more secure.

Wait until Zhang Zedong has tidied up all the messed up rooms.

Unknowingly, the time has come to night.

After resetting the password for the newly installed smart door lock, he walked into the bathroom and started washing...

In the old mottled mirror.

Zhang Zedong's face was extremely ugly.

Just as Qianye and Lin Xiaoxiao saw, the skin color was not as white as a normal person, and there was no trace of blood on the face...

The impact of that feeling.

Not an ordinary little...

Living alone leads to a lack of warmth at home.

No matter what it is, Zhang Zedong’s home can feel a dull silence...

After simply washing up and setting the alarm clock, Zhang Zedong got into his cold quilt, closed his eyes and began to try to fall asleep...

His sleep was as bad as his condition.

This month, I always have to lie under the quilt for an hour or two.

Only then can the brain be completely rested.

When it was completely silent outside the house and the lights on each floor of the community were turned off, Zhang Zedong fell asleep with difficulty...

There is no moon tonight.

The gray clouds seemed to have drawn a thick curtain, enveloping the whole world.

The night wind was a bit strong.
To be continued...