Yu Chuanfeng's body seemed to have frozen solid. He couldn't react at all; he just stared straight at his father.
His parents noticed something was wrong and asked in alarm, "What's the matter?"
Yu Chuanfeng's mother added nervously, "Could it be... could it be Grandma's come back?"
"Don't talk nonsense. She's been reincarnated just fine." Yu Chuanfeng's father had grown tense too and gave her a quiet reprimand.
Yu Chuanfeng slowly sank back onto the sofa. He stared at the three glasses of water, his hands clenched into tight fists.
"Fengfeng, don't scare Mom. What's the matter? Has Grandma come back again? Tell us the truth. Don't be afraid. Your dad and I will believe you, I promise." Yu Chuanfeng's mother pulled him into her arms.
Yu Chuanfeng swallowed. His mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.
His parents grew anxious and kept asking him what was wrong.
"Yu Chuanfeng! Wake up!"
"I'll call an ambulance. We'll take him to the hospital first."
"He's possessed! What good would a hospital do?"
"Then what do you suggest?"
"Let's go to a temple and pray!"
"Look outside—it's already dark. What temple are you going to find now?"
"Then we'll pray at the entrance. We'll beg the master for help! Are you just going to stand by and watch Fengfeng die?"
"Don't talk about dying!"
Yu Chuanfeng seemed to have finally managed to suppress his fear. His voice trembled as he said, "I need the phone. My phone—there's a number in it. One of Uncle's coworkers. Find one of Uncle's coworkers..."
His parents frowned.
A strange feeling stirred in me.
I hadn't received a call from Yu Chuanfeng.
If Yu Chuanfeng had called me that night, there would have been a call record on my phone, even if I'd been dreaming