Chapter 50 Fear

Shen Boyan was not sleepy at all after returning home.

Cheng Wenjun suffered a huge blow and was in a state of despair when he returned.

Shen Boyan was just the opposite of him, his brain was too excited.

Fortunately, there was a driver driving, otherwise, no matter which one of them sat in the driver's seat, there would probably be a traffic accident.

It was okay at first, but Cheng Wenjun was as silent as death.

In the darkness and silence of the night, Shen Boyan's mind was constantly churning, and various thoughts came to him unconsciously.

It's him, it's him.

Leaning on the cold leather seat, Shen Boyan kept chanting silently, and even almost started singing.

Shen Boyan didn't know how Cheng Wenjun became Meng Xinqiao, nor how long this state could last.

But at least he's alive.

She could still talk, jump, and appear in front of him.

He wanted to send a message to Meng Xinqiao, but Cheng Wenjun was still sitting next to him.

Moreover... he didn't know whether Meng Xinqiao was willing to talk to him about this.

That Cheng Wenjun really had no mood to talk to Shen Boyan at all. Even after returning home, he just told Shen Boyan perfunctorily that he was going to wash up, then got into the room and never came out.

Shen Boyan sat alone on the bed in his room, editing and editing in the dialog box, and finally sent: [Are you resting? 】

Meng Xinqiao did not reply quickly. Shen Boyan sat blankly holding his phone for a long time before he saw a pop-up reply: [Go to bed early. ]

[I'm waiting for the system. 】Shen Boyan said.

【How long will it take? ] Meng Xinqiao asked him.

[Thirty-thirty. ] Shen Boyan answered truthfully.

【Why so late? ] Meng Xinqiao seemed a little surprised.

【Um. ] Shen Boyan stared at the screen and typed quickly, [I don’t know why it’s so late. 】

So late, I stay up late every day.

Shen Boyan didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his mind.

【It's his fault. ] Meng Xinqiao's reply was also very quick, [Blame him. ]

Shen Boyan couldn't help but smile.

[Has the punishment mode started? ] Meng Xinqiao asked again.

【No. ] Shen Boyan replied, [If it starts, I will tell you. ]

[Be careful. ] Meng Xinqiao warned.

[It will do something that affects reality. ]

Listening to these words, Shen Boyan couldn't help but feel a little creeped out when he thought of the weird sound he heard.

【Have you ever encountered it? 】He hesitated for a moment, and then tried a sentence that was a bit over the top.

【Yes, I have encountered it before. ] Meng Xinqiao answered his question unexpectedly.

【So you have to be careful. 】Encountered?

Shen Boyan actually wanted to know when it was.

But if they met during the years when he was abroad, then he seemed to have no way of knowing.

【Will do. 】So he promised.

Meng Xinqiao sent several smiling expressions.

Shen Boyan became more awake. He was not sleepy at all, so he moved a chair and leaned against the wall to wait.

The time slowly reached half past three. Shen Boyan listened attentively, and the low and eerie voice sounded again without any surprise.

"Host." The system said.

"Your strategy progress has reached 59% and has not reached the rated progress."

"Punishment mode will be activated at twelve o'clock tonight."

A short laugh came from the room over there.

As Shen Boyan listened, he felt that Cheng Wenjun might be a little broken.

But after that laugh, Cheng Wenjun did nothing. After a while, he said: "I know."

His voice was so low that Shen Boyan couldn't hear any emotion.

"Is it just the punishment mode?" Shen Boyan heard him ask again.

"Yes, host." The system responded solemnly. ...

Shen Boyan didn't know which 'that' was, but it didn't sound like a good thing.

He didn't sleep well all night. I didn't feel sleepy at all. I finally fell asleep while lying on the bed, but I had another nightmare.

Meng Xinqiao suddenly disappeared in the dream. He asked everyone around him and got the same answer - "Who is Meng Xinqiao?".

No one remembers Meng Xinqiao, and there is zero trace of Meng Xinqiao's existence, as if it had never been in this world.

Shen Boyan didn't believe in evil and ran all day, but didn't get the answer he wanted.

When he returned home exhausted, he bumped into Cheng Wenjun.

Cheng Wenjun still showed that uncomfortable smile, with the corners of his lips raised and his pupils dark.

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong? I heard you've been looking for someone?"

"You've never called me that before." Shen Boyan stared at him.

"Huh?" Cheng Wenjun was surprised.

He looked at Shen Boyan as if he had seen something weird: "Xiaoyan, why did you forget?"

"I've been calling you that since high school. I'm the only one who would call you that. Have you forgotten?" "

Have you forgotten?"

Under Cheng Wenjun's dark eyes, Shen Boyan suddenly woke up.

The sky outside the window is still gray. Shen Boyan's heart was beating fast, and he was holding his chest and breathing rapidly.

The fear in the dream covered him like a big net. He took out his phone and slowly calmed down when he saw the words 'Meng Xinqiao' at the top of the WeChat chat box.

It was just a dream.

Their chat still focused on Meng Xinqiao's smiling expressions last night.

Shen Boyan remembered the punishment mode and told Meng Xinqiao: [The punishment mode will start at twelve o'clock tonight. ]

Meng Xinqiao did not disappear like in the dream, but quickly replied: [Okay, if anything happens, you must come to me. ]

Shen Boyan looked at the message from Meng Xinqiao and felt as if he had gone back a few years ago.

His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the screen a few times, and he slowly climbed out of bed.

Cheng Wenjun is not at home, he has probably gone to the company. Shen Boyan hurriedly packed up and went out with his shoulder bag.

He had expected this day to be different. But what surprised him was that he couldn't see Cheng Wenjun all day long.

Even at night, Cheng Wenjun didn't go home. He only sent a message to Shen Boyan when the time came to fast forward, saying that he didn't have to wait tonight.

Shen Boyan thought something might have happened to Fei Jin, but he flipped through the news and couldn't find anything about Fei Jin, so he had to give up.

But before going to bed, Cheng Wen'an suddenly sent him a message.

Shen Boyan opened it and found a photo.

In the photo is Cheng Wenjun’s office. The photographer stood next to the glass door of the office, and half of Cheng Wen'an's body was reflected in the glass. On the other side of the door, Cheng Wenjun pinched his eyebrows in annoyance and was reading some document.

Cheng Wen'an: [Don't go home at night. ]

Shen Boyan: [...]

Shen Boyan always felt that Cheng Wen'an's sneaky appearance seemed like he was acting as an undercover agent for him.

He stayed at home alone. The turning point came soon, the wall clock on the wall jumped slightly, and the so-called 'punishment mode' began.

It wasn't unexpected, nothing special happened.

Shen Boyan sat on the bed for a while, with only the occasional noise from his neighbors coming late at night, as usual.

Helpless, Shen Boyan had no choice but to sleep.

That night, he lived very peacefully and didn't even have nightmares. When Shen Boyan woke up in the morning, he had breakfast in a daze, but there was a strong knock on the door.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The person who knocked on the door moved very roughly and frequently, as if he was trying to smash the door through. who is it?

Shen Boyan didn't know what was going on, so he put down his chopsticks and walked towards the door.

In the few short steps he took, the knocking on the door became louder and louder, louder and more urgent. Shen Boyan raised his voice and asked, "Who is it?" There was a knock on the door.

"From the real estate company." came a hoarse voice that sounded like it had been polished with sandpaper.

Shen Boyan turned on the video doorbell and saw a man wearing a hooded sweatshirt and carrying a huge backpack standing at the door. He put on the hood of his sweatshirt, covering most of his face.

This person's figure looked familiar, but Shen Boyan was so used to being blind that he couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

However, just by looking at it, Shen Boyan felt that this outfit did not look like the property in their community. Very strange.

"What's the matter?" Shen Boyan asked.

"Someone complained downstairs that your bathroom is leaking." The man's voice was low and dull, "I need to come in and take a look."

"Which bathroom?" Shen Boyan felt more and more something was wrong, "The master bedroom or the second bedroom "

The master bedroom." The man said, "There was a lot of leaks last night, and the people downstairs made a lot of calls."

Cheng Wenjun lives in the master bedroom. Shen Boyan can be sure that he did not come back last night.

Then this person...this person was lying to him.

This person should not be a real estate agent.

Shen Boyan suddenly remembered the 'punishment mode'. When I thought about the potential danger behind these four words, I felt a little scared.

Is this person brought about by 'punishment mode'? What does he want to do?

He stared at the not-complete stranger in the video doorbell and searched desperately in his brain.

At this time, the man raised his head.

He was wearing a mask, and Shen Boyan couldn't see the lower half of his face. Only a pair of bloodshot eyes passed through the camera and landed directly on Shen Boyan.

Shen Boyan's heart suddenly shuddered.

He finally remembered sluggishly that he did know this man.

That day when he went to Cheng Wenjun's office, someone hit him in the forehead with a mobile phone.

The wound had healed, but Shen Boyan still remembered that man's hideous eyes. it's him.

Shen Boyan didn't care much and quickly sent a message to Meng Xinqiao.

[There is a strange person at the door. ]

Meng Xinqiao did not reply immediately. Shen Boyan exhaled and felt a little anxious.

Perhaps because he didn't get an answer for a long time, the man banged on the door.

"Open the door...!" His voice was sharp.

"Owner, please open the door."