After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

The black sky seemed to be splashed with thick ink. Tonight, the dark clouds covered the crescent moon and no stars were visible.

Unit 8 of Xingfuli Community had already fallen into deathly silence.

For some reason there was a power outage in the community tonight. The strange thing was that only Unit 8 was without power, while the other units were brightly lit.

"Knock knock knock!"

A sudden and rapid knock on the door suddenly broke the silence of the community.

"Who?"

The man who lived alone at home lit many candles to barely illuminate the living room. At this time, the sudden knock on the door was like an uninvited guest that suddenly broke the silence.

"Knock knock knock!"

The knocks on the door became more urgent, but the person outside did not respond.

The man swallowed and slowly approached the door with a candle in his hand. When he looked out through the peephole, he could only barely see a blurry figure that had completely blended into the night.

The figure seemed to realize that the person inside was looking at him, and suddenly raised his head and stared straight into the cat's eye, as if trying to see through the person in the room through the cat's eye.

"Who...who is outside? What are you doing?!"

The man was obviously a little alert. It was already late at night and anyone would be scared when a strange figure appeared outside the door.

"My neighbor next door... has no electricity at home and wants to borrow some candles..."

The voice outside the door was low and strange, and seemed to be accompanied by weird laughter. The man was still a little scared at this time. He had just moved in not long ago and was not familiar with the neighbors opposite. He didn't even remember what they looked like.

The person outside the door didn't get a response and moved his face closer to the peephole...

"Bang bang bang!"

The gentle knock on the door suddenly became a little anxious and impatient, and the person outside the door seemed to have lost his patience and knocked hard.

"I can give you money... you can lend me some candles..."

"Bang bang bang!!"

The man took two steps back with the candle in his hand. He hesitated for a moment but still didn't dare to open the door. Although he had thought about building good relations with the neighbors as soon as possible after moving in, it was still a pity that a strange figure with an unclear face was standing outside the door in the dark night and banging on the door so violently...

The man was afraid that the person outside the door would not let him go, so he mustered up the courage to stammer: "I... I don't have any extra candles... You can borrow some from others..."

The figure outside the door suddenly stopped banging on it. The man was about to step forward to check the situation through the peephole but was met with a bloodshot eye.

"what!!!"

The man screamed and nearly fell to the ground. The figure outside the door smiled strangely and then said in a low voice: "There is no candle... Then what is in your hand..."

The man was breathing heavily and his heart was beating fast. He hurriedly got up but saw that there was no one outside the door. He waited for a while and confirmed that the strange figure had left before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so scary... I have to lock the door... I can't let such a weird person in."

The man moved a huge wooden table to prop up the security door and locked it again. He looked through the peephole again to make sure there was no one else there before he felt relieved and went to the bedroom with a candle.

He leaned against the bed and played with his phone. He felt sleepy after a while. Suddenly, the floor outside the door made a slight "creaking" sound...

Such a subtle sound suddenly tensed the man's relaxed nerves. He propped himself up and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the movement outside. His heart was beating wildly and waves of nervousness and nausea rushed to his brain.

After waiting for a long time, just when the man thought he had heard it wrong, the sudden "creaking" sound rang out again, this time even clearer than the last time, as if someone was getting closer and closer to his room...

The man's palms were sweating and he bit his lips tightly not daring to make a sound. Fortunately, the bedroom door did not suddenly open as he expected.

But then a more terrifying thought came to the man's mind... Was that person...waiting for him to come out of the room right now...

The man was shocked by his own thoughts and stared at the tightly closed bedroom door. He huddled in the quilt and dared not move, but he was afraid that the person outside the door would lose the patience to play cat and mouse and directly break through the fragile bedroom door and kill him.

We can't sit still and wait for death!

The man remembered that there was a sharpened Tang sword in the bedroom. He got out of bed carefully, trying not to make any noise. After taking the dusty Tang sword from the cabinet, the man felt a little relieved.

He moved slowly, sticking close to the bedroom door, his ear pressed against the door, his hand trembling with cold sweat as he gently reached for the door handle.

There was still deathly silence outside the door, but the man always felt that the person standing outside the door was that strange figure...

He took a deep breath, clenched his hands tightly around the Tang sword, and then gently turned the door handle...

As soon as the door is opened, he will use his Tang sword to subdue the person who breaks into his house!

The man trembled, made up his mind, and forcefully opened the door, then shouted loudly. The sharp Tang sword scraped through the air, making a "whoosh" sound.

There was no one outside the door...it was still deathly silent, and the candle on the table in the dark living room had long burned out, leaving only a short piece of wax.

The man tightly grasped the Tang sword and looked around vigilantly, trying to find the strange man who broke into the house. After checking around and finding nothing unusual, his tense heart suddenly relaxed.

The man's forehead was already covered in cold sweat. He slowly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed secretly at himself for being too nervous. His mood instantly improved. He stood up and walked towards the living room. Just as he was about to clean up the burnt wax on the table, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The anti-theft door that was locked and propped up with a table had already been completely opened, but there was still no one outside the door...

The man broke out in a cold sweat, and he suddenly felt that someone was watching him with ill intentions...

The chaotic figure at the open bedroom door stared at him viciously. Just as the man was about to run out of the door to call for help, his neck suddenly broke.

The last moment the man lost consciousness, he heard the figure's low laugh and resentful question: Why... didn't you help me...

...

Jun Li got up early very reluctantly and drove with Bai Ze to the so-called class reunion for bonding.

"Hello! The evil map is navigating you to... Xingfuli Community!"

Jun Li had a cold face throughout the whole process, with reluctance clearly written on his face. How could he not know that someone who shows undue kindness is either a traitor or a thief? He had never gotten along well with several of his roommates in college.

Zhou Ang is a flatterer and a bully. When he was in school, he was Li Jun's lackey. At that time, Li Jun's family ran a factory and his father was a factory director. His family also owned a mine and he was arrogant all day long, looking down on everyone.

Jun Li didn't have much impression of He Rui's words. He only remembered that he was a gentle man with glasses who was a bit introverted and was always bullied by Zhou Ang and Li Jun.

At that time, Jun Li's life was actually not good. His father just took him away and didn't care about raising him. The money for college was all earned by Jun Li himself, so no one knew that Jun Li was a rich second-generation. Li Jun even thought that Jun Li was just a poor boy who was admitted to a top university because of his good grades.

Because Jun Li needed to earn his living expenses while learning how to manage his company, he usually did not live in the dormitory, and he had no interaction with those people.