"The red envelope hit someone?" Luo Wentao froze. "Someone's actually kind enough to bring money back after picking it up?"
"No! That red envelope is connected to a ghost! Bringing it up here will get me killed!"
As though something had occurred to him, he lunged desperately toward the window and shouted down, "Don't bring it up! Hurry and throw that red envelope-"
Before he could finish, his pupils contracted.
Outside the old apartment building, it was pitch-black. Not a soul was in sight.
"Was I hearing things just now... No, the red envelope's gone!" A terrible thought rose in Luo Wentao's mind.
Suddenly.
Bang, bang, bang.
Someone knocked on the door outside.
A chill shot from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head. Luo Wentao's back was drenched in cold sweat.
"Less than three seconds passed between me dropping the red envelope and that person calling out, and he's already outside my door?"
"This is the sixth floor! Is whoever's knocking out there really human?"
He panted violently, his face almost bloodless. The successive scares tonight had nearly driven him mad.
Just then, the knocking outside grew even more violent, practically turning into pounding.
"Open up! I know you're in there!"
"Don't think staying quiet will let you hide. I just saw you throw the red envelope out. Stop hiding. I'm not a bad guy."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The pounding was so fierce that it sounded as though the person outside was swinging a huge sledgehammer. Luo Wentao could even feel the walls of his home shaking.
Fuck!
And this bastard says he's not a bad guy?
This isn't just pounding on the door. Any harder and he'll demolish my whole home!
He clenched his teeth, trembling uncontrollably. He couldn't shake the feeling that this