When Yu Sheng woke up, what she saw was a pair of shining eyes, almost pressed against her face.
"ow——"
The little black cat rubbed against her face, jumped to the side, licked its paws, and leisurely started washing its face.
This place is...
Yu Sheng struggled to prop herself up and leaned against the bed as she glanced around.
Lazy sunlight stread in through the grid window in the corner. On the table by the window, the water cup, books, and pen were all edged with a golden fringe by the sunlight.
A small ray of sunlight stretched over and rested on the corner of the quilt beneath her.
Yu Sheng reached out and caught it, the faint gold feeling soft and warm, making one feel comfortable from the heart.
"Awake."
Bai Yanliang pushed the door open, with the fresh morning behind him.
"ow——"
Allen Allan Poe suddenly leaped onto Bai Yanliang’s shoulder, its black tail gently sweeping against his neck, finding a comfortable position to lie down.
"I... is this... your ho?" Yu Sheng suddenly felt her face heat up.
The morning sunlight wasn’t supposed to be this scorching...
"Yes." Bai Yanliang approached Yu Sheng, handing her breakfast.
"Stead buns and soy milk, are you used to it?"
"Mm..."
Yu Sheng’s voice was so weak it was almost inaudible. She lowered her head and took the breakfast from Bai Yanliang’s hand, not daring to look at him at all.
"Last night you suddenly fainted. We were worried it would be inconvenient for you alone at ho, so we brought you here first," Bai Yanliang explained. Then, seeing Yu Sheng’s face turning even redder, Bai Yanliang added a bit cheekily, "Gao Fei and I slept here last night."
At these words, the blush on Yu Sheng’s face imdiately spread from her ears to her neck. She replied in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "I know..."
"Oh, then you eat first."
Bai Yanliang felt watching a girl eat would be impolite, so he returned to the yard.
Beside the stone table, He Yige and Gao Fei were both watching him.
Gao Fei kept grinning mischievously, "Bai~ how was it? Awakening beauty, isn’t it tempting?"
Bai Yanliang shot him a glance, "Do you think soone who just woke up looks good?"
That was the truth. Hearing this, Yu Sheng, who was eating the stead bun, hastily tidied up her hair while casting a resentful glance out the window.
Gao Fei was also speechless at Bai Yanliang’s lack of emotional intelligence. He quickly finished his bun and bid farewell, "I’m off then, contact if needed!"
Watching Gao Fei run out of the yard, He Yige suddenly smiled, "The simple days are really nice..."
Bai Yanliang glanced at him and nodded, "Mm."
"Mr. Bai, do you have any dreams?" He Yige suddenly asked.
Bai Yanliang looked at him unexpectedly, frowning slightly. Dreams...
This was the first ti he was stumped by a question.
Perhaps because he never felt emotions since he was a child, Bai Yanliang never knew what he was interested in. Without interest, how could there be dreams?
Seeing Bai Yanliang not answering for a long ti, He Yige didn’t press on.
He looked up at the azure sky and said softly, "When I was a child, I thought the days would never end, and the future would be completely different. Now, I’m just in my own future. Mr. Bai, do you believe this? I found that compared to when I was a child, there hasn’t been any real change. My dreams remain as distant as they were then. The only difference is... I no longer have the chance to realize them."
What He Yige said was, in a way, the voice of everyone trapped in a curse.
When mundane days beco an unreachable luxury, everyone discovers how vivid and lovely every little thing we didn’t cherish truly is.
Bai Yanliang didn’t answer him. Actually, for him, whether it was the Fog Gathering or the hospital, it was just about getting by.
He thought for a long ti, finally able to confirm that he had no dreams.
Perhaps everyone needs to hold onto sothing to live better?
But Bai Yanliang didn’t want to live a dramatic life; he preferred a simple, uneventful life. More than dreams, he had a purpose.
A purpose he must accomplish—find out the truth, retrieve Yanren.
When he was young, Yanren supported him.
Now, it’s his turn to do sothing for Yanren.
Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of flas, fierce ghosts, and abysses ahead, as long as he’s there, Bai Yanliang will go and bring him back.
Perhaps because of a lack of feelings, Bai Yanliang values it more than ordinary people, whether it’s gratitude, family, love, or friendship...
"Let’s not talk about this, Mr. Bai, do you know what Xiaqiao Street is?"
He Yige ntioned.
Bai Yanliang nodded. He had already looked it up.
On the internet, there were three places in Ye City that were spread around surprisingly. Many people insisted they personally saw strange things in those places.
In reality, these three places happened to be the locations Ye City had sealed off.
Ghost Head Mountain, Xiaqiao Street, Eighteenth Middle School.
This coincidence only heightened the strangeness of these three places, as if Ye City’s officials had tacitly acknowledged the existence of supernatural events.
Also, they were all in secluded places with scarce populations.
"There’s a legend that Xiaqiao Street is a place where the dead return, and often people can see the figures of the deceased there."
"What do you think of this, Mr. Bai?"
Bai Yanliang shook his head, "Only a personal witness can make a conclusion."
Just then, Bai Yanliang’s phone suddenly rang.
He looked down; it was a call from Feng Xiuxue.
"Hello."
"Bai Yanliang, sothing strange is happening. Li Mu arrived in Ye City two days ago. His sleep condition is getting worse, and he says the old man’s head in his dream appears faster and for longer. We must help him; if he dies now, things will get complicated." Ever since Feng Xiuxue no longer hid her identity, her tone had grown sharper and more spirited.
"Where is Li Mu now?"
"He’s currently staying in a hotel. Yu Wenxuan has been interacting with him these past few days. I suggest bringing him to your place for now. Yu Wenxuan is a madman; if he learns sothing, who knows what changes will happen." Feng Xiuxue seed very troubled by the ntion of Yu Wenxuan.
Bai Yanliang didn’t argue with Feng Xiuxue’s suggestion, not for the sa reasons as Feng Xiuxue, but because he considered Li Mu a good man.
Although he had heard about his situation before, Bai Yanliang never stated his stance. Firstly, although Li Mu was a decent person, he wasn’t much related to him. Secondly, he had no good thod to solve his problem.
"Do you know how to help Li Mu?"
Bai Yanliang asked.
On the other side, Feng Xiuxue was silent for a mont before her voice ca through, "Besides rules, there’s another thing that can get rid of ghosts."
"What is it?"
Feng Xiuxue chuckled softly, "Of course, another ghost..."
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