Chapter 1, A Strange SOS Message on WeChat

A faint sound of breathing lingered in the room, much like the earlier knocking at the door; this breathing was so regular that it hardly seemed to be a sound produced by a human.

Believe me, this is really not a prank, I swear to heaven

Just after sending a WeChat message, a sudden knocking sound came from outside the door

Is it possible that Liu Lei is in danger

So who is lying on the bed next to me at this moment

After much effort, Mo Shoucheng finally reached the door and was eager to push it open and rush outside. However, just as his hand made contact with the doorknob, a familiar yet monotonous voice suddenly came from behind him

After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that nothing terrifying happened, Mo Shouchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then began to tiptoe toward the door

When ... ... when ... ... when ... ... when ... ...

Moments later, several lines of text appeared on the screen

However, just a few seconds later, he received a reply from Liu Lei, which means that the person sending the WeChat message was definitely not the one lying in bed

Now, Mo Shoucheng can basically confirm that this is not a prank, but why are there two Liu Lei? Which one is the real one

He opened the door to the study and said with dissatisfaction: "What kind of prank is this in the middle of the night? I almost called the police just now, do you know that?"

From beginning to end, he did not dare to take his eyes off the bed across from him. Fortunately, the person on the bed remained still, and his courage gradually grew.

Where are you going

He lay still as ever; were it not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, one might easily mistake him for a corpse lying on the bed

Mo Shoucheng was grumbling while confirming through the peephole that it was indeed Liu Lei standing at the door

The floor beneath suddenly emitted a piercing friction sound, and in the silent room, it felt as if a cold dagger had pierced Mo Shoucheng's heart, causing him to feel an immediate difficulty in breathing, his entire body becoming rigid.

Late at night, at a certain hotel

He had expected Liu Lei to apologize, but Liu Lei remained silent, merely lowering his head and walking into the room, then collapsing onto his own bed.

Was that distress message just a prank?

He turned over and got out of bed, preparing to go open the door. However, just as he reached the doorway, his phone vibrated again. He picked it up to take a look; it was a voice message sent by Liu Lei

For Mo Shoucheng, he is more inclined to trust Liu Lei, who sends him messages on WeChat, because he can sense emotions through the app, making this Liu Lei feel more tangible and real.

Mo Shoucheng was filled with terror as he turned around. He did not know when it happened, but Liu Lei, who had just been lying on the bed, was now standing up and walking towards him step by step

At this moment, he suddenly recalled the voice message that Liu Lei had just sent.

Liu Lei is not someone who makes promises lightly, and the person lying on the opposite bed has indeed not moved. Mo Shouchen suddenly thought of another possibility: could it be that Zou Qianqian is using Liu Lei's phone to send WeChat messages?

Moreover, both the rhythm of his knocking and his footsteps, as well as his breathing, convey an exceedingly rigid impression, so rigid that he hardly resembles a living person

Mo Shoucheng was awakened by the vibration of his phone. He picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat message from Liu Lei.

Mo Shoucheng replied to a WeChat message using his mobile phone, warning Liu Lei not to cause any more trouble

He gently lifted the blanket, turned over, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and then slowly stood up

Fortunately, apart from the section of the floor just mentioned, the other floors in the room were not loose, so he did not make any further noise along the way

He glanced at Liu Lei lying on the bed beside him, feeling that something was amiss. Therefore, he remained cautious and did not directly open the voice message, but instead turned his body and converted the voice into text.

He quietly nestled into the quilt, then slowly turned over within the covers, and finally, he gently opened a small gap in the quilt

The room was very dark; through the narrow gap, he could only see the outline of a person lying on the bed opposite, but he could not make out the person's features

What is going on with Liu Lei? The person is clearly right at the door, so why send a voice message? Is he just being idle after having a full meal

After sending the WeChat message, he stared through the gap in the blanket at the bed across from him. The person lying on the bed showed no movement apart from the rise and fall of their chest with each breath

Mo Shoucheng was taken aback. Hadn't Liu Lei just asked him for help on WeChat? How could he be knocking on the door outside?

But if this person who looks exactly like Liu Lei is not Liu Lei, then who exactly is he

To verify this conjecture, he asked the other party to send a selfie. Soon, he received a photo.

After reading this WeChat message, Mo Shoucheng suddenly felt a chill run through his body. Liu Lei mentioned in the voice message that he was hiding in the public restroom on the 10th floor

He slowly extended his foot out from under the blanket, using it to hook the clothes that were at the foot of the bed into the blanket, and then carefully put on the clothes while still under the blanket.

It is I, Liu Lei

Who is it

It is rather strange; the sound of the knocking is exceedingly regular, akin to a pendulum, with each interval being nearly the same, one after another, knocking in a manner that is quite irritating

Mo Shoucheng did not dare to think any further; he felt that the most important thing now was to escape from here as quickly as possible

Liu Lei, who has never been at a disadvantage, surprisingly did not retort today; it seems he is truly exhausted. Mo Shoucheng shook his head helplessly, closed the door, and then returned to bed

Is it another prank

Save me

Or rather, what exactly is he

Creaking ... ...

That game is real, I can't go back, Zou Qianqian is also gone, I am currently hiding in the public restroom on the 0th floor of 1https://m.hetushu.com, please think of a way to save me

Mo Shoucheng, with a heart full of trepidation, glanced at the bed beside him, but it seemed that Liu Lei, who was lying on the bed, was not disturbed by the sounds from the floor

Liu Lei, who was lying on the bed beside, only responded once at the door and did not speak again

Mo Shoucheng faced the wall, wanting to turn around to take a closer look at whether the person lying on the bed beside him was indeed Liu Lei. However, he was afraid that if he turned around, he might see a terrifying face right next to his bed.

The room is unlit, and the moonlight outside filters through the curtains, casting a pale glow on the wall

In the photograph, Liu Lei's face is pale, and his eyes are filled with fear, while the background of the photo features the white tiles typical of a public restroom

He was instantly wide awake and quickly replied, "Where are you?"

He recalled carefully that what he saw through the peephole was indeed Liu Lei. But why would Liu Lei send a WeChat message saying he was hiding in a public restroom

Seeing Liu Lei so exhausted, Mo Shouchen teased, "Getting this tired on a first date, there are no fields that are overworked, only cows that are worn out. You must take it easy with such matters; there is plenty of time ahead!"