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Shen Jiaming suddenly opened his eyes, his head full of cold sweat.

He lay on the bed, gasping for breath. It took him a long time to react, but he realized that it was just a dream.

However, that dream was too realistic, to the point where he was unable to differentiate whether he was in reality or a dream. His palm could even remember the feeling of holding that lump of black fog.

Shen Jiaming rested for a long time before he recovered his wits and slowly sat up on the bed. He could not tolerate the sticky and sweaty sweat anymore, so he got out of bed and put on his shoes, preparing to take a shower.

He changed his clothes, opened the door to the second bedroom, turned on the light, and headed for the bathroom. After walking two steps, Shen Jiaming felt that something was amiss. He retreated back, and his gaze landed on the living room.

The windows in the living room were wide open, and he had never covered himself with curtains. Outside the window was a colorful array of neon lights, and the night scenery was very beautiful, which was also one of the main reasons he chose this house back in the day.

However, the windows were dark, as if there was a black fog sticking to the glass outside. They couldn't even see the bright neon lights in the past.

Shen Jiaming's hair stood on end, because the black fog on the French window looked too similar to the ball of black fog he had dreamt of. The only difference was that this ball of black fog was just blocking on top of the glass, it did not move nor make a sound.

Shen Jiaming was a materialist and an atheist, but he did not believe in evil.

He simply turned on all the lights on the wall with a few bangs. Suddenly, the living room was lit up.

He bravely walked towards the big French windows. Because the lights were on in the house, the glass of the large French windows appeared to be pitch-black, like a glass mirror, reflecting his shadow. He quickly walked over to the French windows and looked through the glass. There were still colorful neon lights outside the windows. These lights were specially designed so that they could change their shapes and styles at any time. They looked really good.

The lump of black fog that Shen Jiaming saw between the windows was not there. He rubbed his eyes to confirm that there was nothing wrong with the glass.

Shen Jiaming felt that there was something wrong with his eyes lately, as if he could always see a lot of things wrongly. He thought that after he asked for Sheng Jiuzhou's family members for them in a few days, if he really couldn't find anything about them, he would not care about her anymore.

The eyes were hallucinating, and seeing things was definitely not a good thing. He wasn't even thirty yet, and he didn't want his young eyes to be ruined.

After being frightened like this, the sweat on Shen Jiaming's body that was originally wet suddenly dried up, and wasn't as sticky as before. However, Shen Jiaming's obsession with cleanliness had already reached a point where it was absolutely impossible for him to not take a bath.

He turned around from the window and walked towards the light switch on the wall. When he passed by the tea table, he took a quick glance and realized that it was empty. Shen Jiaming also did not pay much attention, he continued to switch off the light, and the moment his finger touched the switch on the light, he suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned his head and his gaze fell onto the empty tea table.

He clearly remembered that before he went to sleep, he placed the cub on the tea table and even placed the remote control onto the cub's body. However, not to mention the little bear, even the TV remote control had disappeared without a trace.

He had just begun to wonder if it was possible that the little bear had been accidentally scraped off by him when he walked towards the French windows. However, he was also puzzled. If he was the one who scraped it off, there should have been a sound when it fell, right? However, when Shen Jiaming recalled carefully, he did not hear any sound just now.

Shen Jiaming looked around the house. He searched the tea table on the floor but didn't find any Bear Cub s. He didn't even give up, wondering if he remembered wrongly, whether it was the Bear Cub or the shoe rack in the profound entrance.

He went to the shoe cabinet and also looked around. The shoe cabinet was also empty.

He could not find the Bear Cub in the house, nor was he able to find his home's TV remote control. In the end, his gaze landed on Sheng Jiuzhou's door. He thought about it, and felt that the only possibility was that Sheng Jiuzhou came out while he was sleeping and brought the Bear Cub and remote control to his room.

It was already the latter half of the night. Even if he wanted to confirm whether or not the Bear Cub was with Sheng Jiuzhou, it would be embarrassing for a man like Shen Jiaming to knock on a girl's door.

In the end, he helplessly shook his head and sighed, "What has happened these past few days?" Then, without thinking about anything else, he went straight for a hot bath and finished the battle quickly.

When he came out of the bathroom, he heard the laughter of children in the corridor, exactly as he had heard them last night.

Shen Jiaming was not well to begin with tonight. First, it was a nightmare, and then, the Bear Cub mysteriously disappeared, and now that he heard that this little kid was making a ruckus, he frowned. He was really angry, and angrily opened the anti-theft door and rushed out.

Shen Jiaming was not used to it for a while so he squinted his eyes. When he opened them again, the corridor was completely empty, with nothing inside.

Not only were there no children, there was not even the sound he had heard at home.

Shen Jiaming could not take this lying down, he closed the anti-theft door, and directly walked towards the safety exit of the building. The number on the elevator was now '1'. The child who was making a ruckus earlier definitely would not have left by the elevator, so the only safe passage would be this one.

Just as he walked into the passage, he saw a small head peeking out from behind the half-open metal door. It was the little boy he had seen before.

Seeing Shen Jiaming chasing over, the little boy panicked and immediately disappeared behind the door.

The reason why Shen Jiaming wanted to capture him today was to ask this little boy, who exactly was he from? Why don't you go to bed every night? Did his parents care?

He quickened his pace and with a few strides, he reached the iron gate of the safe passage. He looked into the stairwell and saw that he was still a step too late. The little boy disappeared without a trace.

Shen Jiaming ran up a few steps and saw that there was no sign of the little boy. Then, he turned around and ran down the stairs, but there was still no sign of the little boy.

Shen Jiaming was still fuming, but this time, the little boy ran away again.

He turned his head in disbelief, his gaze falling upon the stairs above.

On the stairs above him, a bear cub, who had been wearing a pink plaid shirt, was holding the remote control and looking at him with a smile!