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I recognized this voice. Back then, in Bao Xiaomu's dreams, there was also such a voice that spoke to me.

I jerked my head back, but there was nothing behind me. At this moment, the voice sighed once again.

This time I heard him inside the door.

I took a deep breath and put my eyes back on the hole. Then I saw the other me, also sprawled on the door, looking out through the peephole