Upon witnessing this scene, Yan Junze's scalp exploded.
He dared not move nor fully open his eyes to watch, but even with the limited view he had, he could still make out a resemblance to Bao Yunjing in that woman wearing the red nightgown.
However, during the daytime, Bao Yunjing's bangs were always neatly done, whereas now, this woman's disheveled hair added a layer of terror.
What mattered the most was that she had entered the room and didn't move. She just stood at the foot of the bed like a wooden mannequin, her gaze unclear as if her eyes were closed, yet they seemed to be open as well.
Yan Junze softly twisted his neck a bit more, slightly opening his eyes a bit more, but he was confident that with his back to the light coming in from outside, Bao Yunjing wouldn't notice this minor movement.
Upon opening his eyes slightly wider, it seemed he could see more clearly that the woman in the red nightgown was indeed Bao Yunjing, but it appeared as though her eyes were open.