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"There's something under the bed. I can feel my breath on my face." I couldn't help but shiver, and my speech was sloppy.

Ji Yan looked at me suspiciously, then lifted the bed sheet, but there was nothing there.

"Nothing. Is it just a gust of wind? Or a dead mouse?" I didn't see anything inside. " He stood up and patted his leg.

"Oh, nothing." I stood up too, but then I thought