I sat back down on the sofa and wiped my forehead, finding my hand slick with sweat.
I was exhausted. I lifted my eyes slightly and looked at the sofa across from me. The human-shaped impression on it was gone.
"Ye Qing?" I called.
The office was quiet. No one answered.
I leaned back against the sofa and panted heavily, feeling completely drained.
My mind was still clear, and I had enough energy left to think.
My hands were shaking, making it difficult to get my phone out.
I contacted Wu Ling. I needed to know what had happened to Yu Chuanfeng.
At the end of the dream, my power had poured out completely. Then the dream had abruptly ended, and I had no idea what the result had been.
What Yu Chuanfeng had encountered at the end of last night in the dream had also been extremely abnormal.
I thought about all this haphazardly as I waited for the call to connect.
"Hello, Lin Qi," Wu Ling's voice came through the phone.
I didn't have the strength to hold the phone, so I put it on speaker. My reply was just as feeble.
"What did you do?" Wu Ling asked. There was little surprise or curiosity in her tone.
"Yu Chuanfeng..." I managed to get the name out, my throat feeling as if it were on fire.
"Yu Chuanfeng was found by the local police station yesterday. The police contacted his uncle, Zheng Wei, and his parents. We didn't get to see him, but we checked the surveillance footage at the station. Zheng Wei went there, but Yu Chuanfeng's parents didn't, and Zheng Wei didn't take Yu Chuanfeng away. We went to the station this morning to confirm things. The child the police found wasn't Yu Chuanfeng. Yu Chuanfeng's