Guests

"Did you hear wrong?"

Xiao Xiao glanced at Qing Geng outside the glass door. "There's nobody out there."

"But all three of us heard it..."

Zhang Bo, Zhuge Yun, and Zhao Luzheng looked at one another. Though they said that, they were already starting to doubt themselves.

Could they really have heard wrong?

Maybe the sound just now had been the wind?

Or... had a little bird bumped into the glass door?

Wait, no, that couldn't be right. How could a bird hitting the door make such a regular, continuous sound?

Unless it was a whole flock of birds?

Heh, that was ridiculous.

Seeing the three of them fretting so seriously, Xiao Xiao couldn't help laughing. "Haha~"

Zhang Bo: ...

Zhuge Yun: ...

Zhao Luzheng: ...

Forgive them, but they couldn't see what was so funny.

They had been talking about something quite seriously.

They really had been a little frightened.

So, where was the punchline?

Zhang Bo and the others glared at Xiao Xiao, who was still laughing. Their expressions made it clear that if he didn't give them a satisfactory explanation, they wouldn't let him off easy.

"Sorry."

Xiao Xiao managed to stop laughing. "The one at the door is my guest."

"Your guest?"

Zhang Bo and the other two asked in unison, then all turned to look at the balcony.

There was still nothing there.

A sudden thought flashed through Zhao Luzheng's mind, and he blurted out, "Is there... a demon on the balcony?!"

Zhang Bo and Zhuge Yun froze for a moment, then one after the other, their faces cleared with understanding.

"No wonder..." They'd heard the sound, but hadn't seen a thing.

At some point, Zhuge Yun had climbed out of bed and pressed his face against the glass