You really know how to pick a spot.

After two or three minutes of discussion, only four out of the fourteen people rejected the proposal.

They were Zhang Ziming, Tang Ziyun, Mao Xiaorong, and Gao Yue.

The other ten had no objections.

Liu Bo looked at Zhang Ziming and laughed, "You really are a coward. Out of the six guys here, you're the only one who's too scared."

"I just don't like listening to ghost stories, but that doesn't mean I'm a coward."

"If you're scared, you're scared. Don't make excuses."

"Fine, fine, I agree to it, okay? You insist on calling me a coward, but I won't admit it!"

"Hehe, alright. The minority must follow the majority now, so Little Tang, you three have to join in too."

Mao Xiaorong was the most timid among the girls, but seeing that everyone else was fine with it, she couldn't say much and had to bite the bullet and join in.

"There's a power outage tonight. I probably won't even dare to sleep after we finish telling stories."

Jiang Yuxin hugged Mao Xiaorong and smiled gently, "It's okay, Rongrong. I'm here for you."

"Al... alright."

Seeing this, Tang Ziyun and Gao Yue had no choice but to agree as well.

Everyone sat around the coffee table in the living room. The guys sat on the carpet, while the girls huddled together on the sofa.

Except for Pan Ning, who didn't squeeze in with them; he sat cross-legged alone on a single chair near the balcony.

At this time, the girls each grabbed a bag of snacks, while Meng Qianyu and Su Qingci hugged two small throw pillows on the sofa.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Liu Bo smiled, "Shall we begin?"

"L... let's begin," Zhong Qing said, swallowing hard.

"Hehe, Brother Yang, same as usual? The two of us will tell the stories?"

Su Yang shook his head and smiled, "I don't have any stories this time."

"Does anyone else have any personal experiences, or maybe movies or novels you've seen? Anything goes."

The girls shook their heads one after another.

Liu Bo gave a helpless smile and looked at Ji Bo and the other guys.

"Xiao Ji, do you have a story?"

Ji Bo looked up at the ceiling, thought for a few seconds, and said, "I do have one, but it's not a personal experience. I heard it from someone else."

"That works too. Do you want to tell it?"

"You go first. Let me recall the details."

"Alright, I'll go then. Hehe, I have plenty of material. I've loved reading this kind of stuff since I was a kid."

Liu Bo sat on his heels with his legs tucked under him. He straightened his back, closed his eyes to recall the story, and then opened them to look at everyone.

"The story I'm about to tell, wow, is just too perfect for our current environment."

"Don't make it too scary!" Tang Ziyun said, feeling a bit apprehensive.

"It's not scary, not scary at all. Is everyone ready? I'm starting."

Liu Bo watched the flickering candlelight on the table and began his tale.

"This is a story that took place in a hotel in a small town."

"Damn, can't you change the setting? Last time we stayed in a villa, your story took place in a villa. This time we're staying in a hotel, and your story takes place in a hotel. You really know how to pick a location," Zhang Ziming said, looking at Liu Bo reproachfully.

Liu Bo grinned, "Just a coincidence. I just happened to think of this one. It's fine, nothing to be afraid of, don't worry."

"But let me state first that this story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidental."

"Cut the crap and hurry up," Meng Wenzhou looked at Liu Bo speechlessly.

"Alrighty."

"The story takes place in a hotel in a small town. The receptionist at this hotel was a guy named Ah Hua."

"He had just started working at the hotel a week ago. Because he wasn't a local, the hotel provided room and board. Every day after work, he stayed in the hotel's dormitory."

"One night at ten o'clock, the small town where the hotel was located suddenly experienced a town-wide power outage."

Hearing this, several girls glared at Liu Bo, "Could you not have a power outage?"

"Hehe, just a coincidence. Don't talk, you're interrupting my train of thought."

Liu Bo paused for two seconds before continuing, "That night, due to the power outage in the town, and the fact that their hotel didn't have many guests to begin with, it wasn't as strict as hotels in big cities. So Ah Hua, who was supposed to be on duty that night, figured that nothing would happen during a blackout. He slacked off, got off work early, and went back to his dorm to rest."

"Because there was a landline in his dorm, he could still answer the phone if guests needed anything."

"Ah Hua's dorm was room 2118, located at the very end of the corridor on the second floor of the hotel."

"Everything had been completely normal over the past week, and he had slept very well every night. But on the night of the power outage, he couldn't fall asleep."

When Liu Bo reached this point, the girls knew the scary part was definitely about to start, and they subconsciously huddled even closer together.

Liu Bo smiled and continued, "Because of the blackout, Ah Hua played on his phone for a while, but then he stopped, afraid the battery would die. He put his phone down and tried to sleep."

"Just as he was groggily drifting off, Ah Hua felt as though someone was standing by his bed, watching him. He instantly sobered up, his eyes snapping open to look, but there was no one there. He thought he was just dreaming, but the feeling was so real. He swallowed hard, sat up, and turned on his phone's flashlight to look around."

"There was nothing in the room, except for the usual tables, chairs, and stools."

"Ah Hua got goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't shake the feeling that someone had just been standing next to him."

"The room was pitch black, and the entire town was sparsely populated. Even under normal circumstances, there was hardly anyone on the streets after nine or ten at night."

"Coupled with the power outage today, it was terrifyingly quiet outside the hotel, like a ghost town. Ah Hua suddenly felt a wave of panic. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Not daring to sleep anymore, he decided to get up and smoke a cigarette to calm his nerves."

"However, as soon as he rolled over and sat up, his feet touched the floor, and he felt water everywhere."

"He hurriedly grabbed his phone to shine the light down. Looking down, sure enough, the floor was soaking wet, covered in water."

"Seeing this, Ah Hua's entire body tensed up. He clearly remembered that he hadn't drunk any water before going to sleep, nor had he spilled any on the floor. So where did this water come from?"

At this point, Meng Qianyu and the other girls on the sofa were too scared to listen anymore and raised their hands to cover their ears.

Seeing this, Liu Bo looked at them and asked, "I say, can you guys still hear me with your ears covered?"

"None of your business!"

"Hehe, looks like you can." Liu Bo smiled and continued.

"Ah Hua froze completely when he saw the water. He wasn't very brave to begin with, and staring at the water that had inexplicably appeared made him tremble all over."

"He quickly picked up his phone, wanting to contact a friend who also worked in this town."

"But the call went unanswered. Left with no other choice, Ah Hua put on his slippers, picked up his phone, and tentatively shined the light around the room."

"The whole room wasn't very big. Apart from a bed, some basic tables, chairs, stools, and a small wardrobe, there was only a bathroom."

"Looking at the bathroom door, a thought suddenly popped into Ah Hua's mind: the person who had been standing next to him just now must be inside the bathroom."

"At this thought, goosebumps erupted all over his body again. He clearly remembered the bathroom door had been half-open earlier, but now it was shut tight."

"Ah Hua raised his phone with trembling hands, shining the flashlight onto the bathroom door. He figured that just standing around like this wasn't going to help. Besides, even if he wanted to leave the room, he had to walk right past the bathroom anyway."

"After standing there giving himself countless pep talks, he finally braced himself, dashed to the bathroom door, yanked it open, and shouted: Who's in there?!"

"But when the door swung open, there was absolutely no one inside."

"Ah Hua instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Directly facing the open door was the sink, with a mirror mounted right above it. He subconsciously glanced into the mirror, only to see his own reflection smiling back at him."

"Ahhhh! Stop talking, stop talking!!" Gao Yue simply couldn't take it anymore. She covered her ears and screamed.

Everyone had been completely engrossed in Liu Bo's story at this point, so Gao Yue's sudden outburst made them all jump. Even Liu Bo, the storyteller, was startled.

"Holy shit! You scared me to death! Who's screaming?" Zhang Ziming yelled out.

Gao Yue raised a small hand and said awkwardly, "Sorry about that. I couldn't help it, I was just too scared."

"Your scream nearly scared the soul right out of my body," Zhang Ziming said, taking a huge gasp of air.

Meng Wenzhou shot Zhang Ziming a glare. "Stop interrupting. We should be getting to the climax right about now. Fatty, keep going."

"You got it."

Liu Bo thought for a moment before continuing, "Ah Hua saw his reflection smiling, but he knew perfectly well that he wasn't smiling at all. The hair on his body stood on end. Summoning all his courage, he flashed the light onto the mirror once more. This time, his reflection looked completely normal, also shining a light back at the mirror."

"However, since the bathroom was quite small, the light reflecting off the mirror was a bit blinding. Ah Hua tilted his phone slightly to the side. With that slight shift, he suddenly saw a soaking wet woman in white standing in the pitch-black space right behind him in the mirror."

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