Chapters slipped into strange corners

(This chapter is written by the stupid author Qingtian and the bad friend TANKE Solitaire. In the following, Qingtian’s answer is indicated by Q, and TANKE’s answer is indicated by T)

Q: The snow fell heavily in winter, and Zhou Ping was drinking coffee in a warm room.It was late at night, and only the sound of snow "sizzling" could be heard.Just then there was a knock on the door...

T: Zhou Ping opened the door. There was only a thick snowdrift outside the door, but no one was there. "It's really strange, did you hear me wrong?" Zhou Ping closed the door and went back to the living room to continue drinking coffee, but found a soggy shoe print on the carpet in the living room.

Q: Zhou Ping secretly swallowed his saliva to calm his trembling heart, and silently took a fruit knife in his hand when he picked up the coffee.Then he watched helplessly as the wet shoe prints moved towards the sofa opposite him bit by bit.

T: "Ah!" Zhou Ping opened his eyes, and everything just now was just a dream.He let out a sigh of relief.At this time, there was another knock on the door.Zhou Ping comforted himself and opened the door. Except for the biting cold wind, there was still no one there.

Q: Someone must have played a prank. To comfort myself, Zhou Ping couldn't help but tremble when he closed the door.Perhaps it was because the heating had run out a lot when the door was opened, the temperature in the house dropped significantly, causing Zhou Ping, who was only in his pajamas, to sneez a little, the flames in the closet in the house swallowed up all the wood at some point, and the house was on the verge of collapsing .

T: Zhou Ping returned to the living room, subconsciously glanced at the carpet, there are no shoe prints, it's okay.He turned to add more wood to the fire that was about to go out, and finally, the fire started again.Just as Zhou Ping returned to the sofa and sat down, he took a closer look and saw that the wall opposite was covered with dense and wet shoe sole prints. "Ah!" Zhou Ping opened his eyes again.

Q: There was another knock on the door. This time Zhou Ping huddled on the sofa and didn't dare to make a sound, nor did he open the door.Not long after, the knocking on the door stopped.But before Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief, there was a piercing "Zi Zi" sound from the window.Zhou Ping was horrified to see a strange imprint printed on the window of his house, with no shape or color, like a ghost.Then, the house made a creaking sound, as if something had climbed onto his roof.

T: The door suddenly opened by itself, Zhou Ping gasped, wet shoe prints began to appear on the opposite wall and ceiling, and the sound from the roof disappeared. "What the hell!!!" Zhou Ping was unprepared for such a thing, and was already on the verge of collapse.

"Crack——" Zhou Ping woke up startled, and saw that the fire was going on, and the sound was the one that woke him up just now.Everything just now was like never happened.

Q: Did I really wake up this time...Zhou Ping is not sure, he seems to have woken up many times...The coffee is quietly placed on the coffee table, and there is no heat left on the coffee table. There was no paring knife on it, the door had never been opened, and there were no wet shoe prints on the floor or on the opposite wall.Zhou Ping patted his chest and fell limply on the sofa. The house was quiet, but he suddenly heard an extremely subtle "rustling" sound coming from behind, and he turned his head suddenly——

T: The wall behind, the ground, and behind me are all covered with shoe sole prints, and this time the shoe prints are no longer wet, but dry, with some black like plant ash.Have a place in your own home with plant ash...fireplace!Zhou Ping looked at the fireplace. The fire seemed to have been touched and was about to go out, and there were some water stains on the ashes.When, when did it happen? !when! !

Q: Zhou Ping collapsed... He yelled in horror "No... don't come here!!!!" He grabbed the coffee on the coffee table and threw it at the place where the soles of the shoes were spreading In the past, the tan liquid was flying in the air...

T: "Uh----" Zhou Ping woke up again, what, when.What the hell am I, what is the situation.Zhou Ping quickly locked the door and the windows, and blocked the fireplace. Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief.Nothing happened, no shoe prints, just a dream, a dream.But is it really just a dream?Or...Zhou Ping suddenly felt cold behind his back and fell into a deep sleep involuntarily.

Q: Zhou Ping fell to the ground and woke up slowly after a while. There were no shoe prints around.Zhou Ping stood up and returned to the sofa to sit for a while.Except for the "russling" wind and my own breathing, there was no sound, no footprints, and everything seemed peaceful.Since it is a dream, there is no need to be afraid.Zhou Ping went to the fireplace and wanted to take out the wood he had plugged. The fire hadn't been lit for a while, and the room temperature had dropped. It was strange...why couldn't the wood he stuffed in be taken out? !Zhou Ping didn't dare to think about it, stood up and put on his coat, and decided to open the window first to let in some air, but why can't the window be opened?! Zhou Ping comforted himself again, but he just accidentally got stuck, there was no shoe print, no shoe print... ...But when Zhou Ping couldn't open the door, he trembled, how can there be such a coincidence in the world? !

T (pseudo-end): Time flies, and winter is over in a blink of an eye. Zhou Ping's friend came to find Zhou Ping and found that he had died at home.It turned out that Zhou Ping thought that the doors and windows could not be opened, but because the frost was too thick and the weather was too cold, the doors and windows were frozen and sealed.Zhou Ping didn't know, so he ended his life in fear and hunger.

The author has something to say: Readers are welcome to imagine the real ending. The author and her neurotic friend TANKE from another dimension died (I don’t want to write this article anymore), so it ends with a pseudo-end. Please stay tuned for Chapter 2 , light spray, thank you.