My Everyday Life With A Psycho

Author：Zhu Li Zhu Qi

At four o'clock in the morning, I received a call from my crush. In a gentle tone, he said, "Hannah, I'm at your doorstep, and I've made you a delicious plate of meat stew."

It was initially a happy occasion to get a call from someone I had a crush on, but I hid under the bed with a whimper of fear instead, and I did not even dare to breathe.

An hour ago, I witnessed the whole process of my crush, Shawn Graham, murdering and dismembering a body.

Now, he made this body into a plate of meat stew and brought it to me.

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As I held my breath desperately, I heard Shawn continue, "Hannah, don't hide under the bed. It's easy to catch a cold."

A flurry of cold sweat broke out of my back. Although the floor was freezing, my body felt even colder.

I wondered how Shawn knew I was hiding under the bed.

I hung up the phone in a panic. At the same time, there came a few knocks on the door.

"Hannah, open the door quickly. Let me in. My patience is limited."