Now the sky has darkened, the balcony light is on, and the shadows of the trees outside the window are cast on the wall, gently swaying with the night breeze... sway... sway...
Duan Sishu watched the bewitchingly swaying shadows on the wall and couldn't help but frown. Are the tree shadows swaying too seductively? Can they sway as much as 180 degrees? And still not break?
Moreover, what's more bizarre is that she saw just a moment ago, beside the bewitchingly swaying tree shadow, suddenly there was another one, two shadows swaying together?
Watching these eerie tree shadows, Duan Sishu couldn't help but feel a chill creeping up in her heart.
She climbed out of bed, clutched her chest, and slowly walked towards the balcony, pausing for a moment when she reached it, taking a deep breath as if to muster some courage, and then continued forward.
Upon reaching the window, she couldn't help but put her hand over her eyes before looking outside.
