I slowly opened my eyes.
I found myself in a room.
The room was sparsely furnished: a bed, a table, and a low cabinet—the kind of roughly four-and-a-half-foot-tall double-door cabinet common in southern households. Especially before large wardrobes became popular, almost every household had one.
It had long since been eliminated by the times.
I struggled to sit up and gently patted my head, trying to recall what had happened before.
I quickly remembered that I should have been with Ye Jinghong, yet there was no one else in the room besides me.
Where was this? And who had brought me here?
I did not make too much noise. With everything unclear, I felt it was best to be cautious.
What exactly happened? Where is this place? I asked Ying Gou inwardly, but there was no response, as though Ying Gou had not come with me.
Of course, there was another possibility: my connection with Ying Gou had been forcibly severed.
I could only struggle to get out of bed and take a look outside, but my entire body was weak. I could not get off the bed at all.
That was right. That was exactly how I had felt at the time.
I felt rather frustrated. I had originally thought that the trip to Lake Heart Island would not involve any danger. With Ye Jinghong and my trump card, Ying Gou, hidden inside my body, even if we encountered a great storm, we should have been able to handle it. Yet things had ended up like this.
I suddenly noticed something strange about the room: it had no windows.
The incandescent lamp overhead was the room's only source of light.
Where exactly was this?
The door opened, and I heard someone walk in from outside.
Judging by the footsteps,