"Cluck, cluck."
At last, Chen Miao heard a different sound—it was a chicken crowing, but the sound abruptly stopped as if someone had suddenly strangled the bird; it was very sudden. Then, he saw her.
Outside the window, there stood a woman in white, with long hair draped over her, staring straight at him through the window.
Although he couldn't see the woman's eyes,
he could feel the chill emanating from them.
"..."
Chen Miao narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled, rising from the bed and walking over to the window. He pressed his cheek against the glass, maintaining his smile as he looked out at the woman.
After several seconds,
the woman left.
Following her departure, a succession of bizarre events kept occurring.
For example, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly filled the street, invisible to the eye but audible, as if someone were carrying a bridal sedan in a wedding procession. Another was the white lantern hanging on the door, which suddenly began to ooze blood.