"I know, I know! Please come in!"
Once he mentioned leaving, the other party hurriedly opened the door and respectfully handed over a pair of slippers.
Dongsheng Cen walked into the room and, as he moved further inside, he looked around while casually asking,
"What do I call you?"
"Just call me Xiao Chen," she replied.
Miss Chen didn't close the door and kept a certain distance as she followed him, her attitude somewhat timid.
Dongsheng Cen glanced at her face. The dark circles under her eyes were heavy, and her face was marked with an indescribable fatigue. It seemed like she hadn't rested for a while.
"Miss Chen, haven't you been sleeping well recently?"
"…Yes, ever since… ever since the house became haunted, I haven't been able to sleep at night."
She answered with a bitter smile.