It wasn't the first time I'd been frightened this badly.
A fright like that was enough to scare someone to death.
Even though it wasn't the first time, I was still scared half to death. It shocked me completely sober.
I shot upright, and my brain froze for a full minute.
By the time I recovered, Wang Shujun was no longer in the living room.
I slumped on the sofa, only realizing once my head cleared that my bladder was about to burst.
I put on my slippers and was about to go to the bathroom to pee, but the sound of my slippers against the floor caught my attention.
I looked down and found water all over the floor.
My heart, which had only just settled down, started pounding again.
I followed the wet patches to the door.
The door was open, and there was another puddle outside.
At a glance, I could see that the wet trail stretched all the way to the elevator.
I didn't dare venture out without thinking. I held on to the doorframe and let my head clear a little more.
Wang Shujun had drowned, so his spirit left water wherever he went.
The first time he came to me, he'd left clues about how he had died: he'd been drinking with someone before his death.
So this time, he was here to give me clues again.
I'd really drunk too much. My head felt clogged with cement, and I couldn't think very clearly.
I steeled myself and went out, but I didn't dare take the elevator. I took the stairs instead.
Outside the building, there were still a few scattered puddles on the ground. I kept following them until I reached the fishpond.
There was a small fishpond in the residential complex, and