Zhuang Xinzhang tried hard for another half an hour, and then heard the clock at home ringing twelve o'clock.
The ancient wall clock struck twelve, and Zhuang Xinzhang lay flat on the big bed, his eyes widened, staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze.
This is already the fifth night of his insomnia.
For five consecutive days, he slept for less than two hours a day. He was obviously suffering from drowsiness and had a splitting headache, but he still couldn't fall asleep smoothly.
He almost had to keep his eyes open all night before he fell asleep almost like a faint in the morning of the next day.
When he was asleep, he also had nightmares.
Always dreamed that someone was chasing him in the dream, he was very frightened and could only keep running away.
But in his sleep, he couldn't run fast at all, those legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, dragging him down, making him wake up from nightmares again and again, only to realize that he had only slept for an hour or two.
The more Zhuang Xinzhang thought about it, the more irritable he became, and the more irritable he became, the more he couldn't sleep, so he couldn't help cursing.
It was really uncomfortable, he sat up and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp.
As a result, he pressed the switch and found that the light couldn't be turned on.
In the darkness, he snapped the switch of the bedside lamp, but there was no light in the lamp anyway.
"Why is there a power outage?" Zhuang Xinzhang became more and more irritable. He picked up his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function, took advantage of the light of the mobile phone, put on his shoes, and walked to the door to turn on the crystal lamp on the ceiling.
Sure enough, the crystal lamp did not respond, and the power was really cut off.
In desperation, Zhuang Xinzhang could only endure his anger, and went to ask the butler in charge of the situation today.
Zhuang Xinzhang just opened the door, and suddenly felt a chilling wind blowing from the corridor, which made him feel cold all over, and shivered uncontrollably.
Feeling that my heart has been blown half cold, Zhuang Xinzhang, who has always been timid, suddenly remembered the blind old man he met before for some reason.
The old man's warning echoed in Zhuang Xinzhang's mind like a spell. He swallowed anxiously, subconsciously wanting to turn around and look for his wife.
As a result, when he turned his head and saw the big bed was empty, he remembered that today was the day when his wife and his daughter went back to live with her natal family.
In other words, he was the only one in the room on the third floor.
Zhuang Xinzhang stood in the darkness where his hands could not be seen, and the hairs on his back trembled instantly.
Subconsciously, he wanted to turn around and go back into the room, but the electronic automatic lock on the floor-to-ceiling windows of his room suddenly opened.
There was a creak, as if someone pushed open the French window from the balcony and walked into the room.
The cold night wind rushed in through the open floor-to-ceiling windows, and the curtains were blown wildly. It looked like a group of ghosts dancing wildly were hiding behind the window, declaring their existence with teeth and claws.
That heart suddenly became cold, and fear rose in Zhuang Xinzhang's heart. He suddenly screamed, and then ran out of the room without looking back.
He didn't know what he was afraid of, but the coldness in the air made him shiver. He ran all the way, rushing to the servants' duty room like flying.
Never knowing that he could have such a fast speed, Zhuang Xinzhang slammed on the door of the duty room: "Open the door, open the door quickly!"
It's a pity that although the lights were on in the duty room, no one responded to him. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com