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Knock, Knock, Knock

The study room was completely silent. The only sound that could be heard was Fu Xiaoqian knocking on the wooden door with her fingers …

It was eerily quiet. Fu Xiaoqian could almost hear the sound of his own heart beating. Thump, thump, thump. Immediately after, it was thumping. Every beat was faster than the last. Sweat began to seep from his palms