When she opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning, but she found herself lying neatly on the bed with a thin blanket draped over her.
The door lock was intact, and the window was open, just like before she went to sleep last night, with absolutely no change.
Cheng Yu remembered clearly that she hadn't lain down to sleep at all. Could it be that there were ghosts in this room?
With a heart full of doubts, she got out of bed, stood by the window, and looked down.
This was the third floor, all right. If someone climbed up from the first floor, it would require considerable effort, and certainly make some noise. She couldn't have failed to hear it.
Moreover, if they were to leave, they would have to jump down from above, which would inevitably cause a great deal of noise.
She was always a light sleeper. How could she not have noticed anything at all?