In this dimly lit cramped space, the two people silently stared at each other.
Suddenly, Summer Solstice pursed his lips, glanced warily at Mu Chen, then quickly reached for the doorknob.
"Don't!"
Mu Chen quickly grabbed Summer Solstice's arm: "Things aren't what you think!"
Just then, a girl's voice came from outside, sounding close, probably right at the door.
"Hey, where are they?"
Then, another round of footsteps came in, mixing with indistinct conversation.
Meanwhile, Mu Chen had already covered Summer Solstice's mouth and nose with one hand, while his other hand tightly grasped his arm, blocking him against the wall with his body.
He himself also held his breath, carefully listening to the movements outside.
"They went upstairs, right? There's nothing over here…" Ling Mo's voice also came in.
Soon, the footsteps headed upstairs.
Mu Chen's tense expression immediately relaxed a bit, he was about to lower his hand, but the old door suddenly "clanked."
