At the dead of night, a cool breeze slipped through a crack in the window, gently lifting a corner of the curtain.
From under the bed, the figure that had been crazily sniffing the shoe slowly crawled out.
The cold wind hit, and Ye Xian, who had drunk a glass of red wine before bed, slept restlessly, hazily pulling the quilt beside her to cover her stomach.
The moment the dark figure got up, seeing her move frightened him, causing the object in his hand to clang to the floor.
A sharp, chilling sound, similar to metal hitting the ground, reached her ears, and Ye Xian's ears twitched, her consciousness gradually clearing from the grogginess.
A few seconds later, no more sounds followed.
Could it have been a hallucination?
Her somewhat groggy nerves relaxed slightly, only to feel her quilt move again, tensing up once more.
Why is there movement?
Was it a nightmare, or had someone come in?
This was the Jiuxi Eighteen Islands, the most secretive and secure residence in the Imperial Capital, how could someone have entered?!
But...the sensation of someone next to her bed grew stronger and stronger, so intense that Ye Xian fully woke up.
The fine sensitivity of a born actress made her feel a pair of burning eyes staring at her in the darkness, and something slowly pulling at her quilt.
Until she heard a breath.
There was definitely someone!
Ye Xian's eyes shot open, she quickly threw off the quilt, rolled and crawled out of bed, and turned on the light.
The dark figure hadn't expected her to wake up so suddenly, nor react so quickly, and the twisted expression of excitement on his face had not faded by the time the light illuminated him, his hand still touching her quilt.
The room was brightly lit, and when Ye Xian saw the person, her face changed instantly.
He...wasn't he the fan who had been carried away by the bodyguards at the wrap party during the day? How did he get here? He had snuck into her room!
Just as Ye Xian thought of running out, the fan, with a face full of fanaticism, blocked the door before her, his face ecstatic as he stared at her, revealing a grin of glee, "Yezi, my most beloved Yezi, I finally see you. Can I finally have you today..."
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Ye Xian's eyes narrowed sharply, her expression turned cold, "Move aside! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
"No, no, I won't move aside! I've spent all my fortune and gone through endless troubles to find you, how could I just move aside? Yezi, don't be angry, I know you know some self-defense, but I've come prepared."
Saying so, he took out a knife from his body.
Seeing the shiny knife that had been sharpened, Ye Xian's pupils dilated, her face, which had only been a little frightened, gradually covered with fear.
He was so strong, blocking the door with a knife in hand, she might not really be able to fight him off, and even if she could, she couldn't guarantee she wouldn't get cut.
What if it hit a vital area...
Ye Xian swallowed hard a few times, trying hard to calm herself down, her brain spinning quickly, thinking of a way out while holding up her hands, "Don't do anything rash, I won't run, you're my fan, right?"
"Of course!" Seeing her suddenly speak so softly, like a vicious dog that had finally got a bone, the fan was uncontrollably excited, "No, I'm not just your fan, I'm the person who loves you the most in this world!"
As he spoke, the flesh on his face trembled with excitement, "From the first time I saw you in the audience at the KPL tournament, I fell deeply in love with you, my Yezi, my God Ye! You are the god who illuminates my dark life! From then on, every move you make..."
Call for help, but to whom?
In her overly tense mind, only one name flashed.
Ye Xian slowly backed up to the bedside table, her trembling hands stealthily reaching back, touching her phone, and by memory, she opened her contacts.
She pressed the first name with four characters and typed in SOS