There seemed to be voices talking behind the door.,The wind mingled with the rain, whistling through empty spaces in a way that felt eerily haunting. It was easy to imagine oneself on a horror film set. Yu Xing felt like she was living in one, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the umbrella handle, her face as pale as a ghost.,Because I was just graduating from university, it was fortunate to find a job that paid over 6,000 yuan a month, even if the requirements for the job were a little strange.。