In the bedroom, Wang Yuchen groggily opened her eyes. She reached for the space next to her, only to find it empty. She vaguely remembered falling asleep with Bai Weixi. Where was she?
Where could Bai have gone in the middle of the night? Wang Yuchen mumbled groggily.
A sense of worry made her struggle to pry her eyelids open. Just as she was about to turn on the bedroom light, she faintly heard a strange, rhythmic slapping sound coming from the living room.
Although she hadn't experienced it herself, she had seen similar scenes in movies and immediately guessed what was happening.
At once, her heart jolted. Though it was two in the morning, her sleepiness vanished completely.
As if possessed, Wang Yuchen crept out of bed. She moved carefully toward the source of the noise and peeked through the bedroom door into the living room.
She shouldn't have looked. The sight that met her eyes was a shock.
