"Bzz-"
Yi Yu never kept his phone's ringer on. Feeling it vibrate, he slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced up at the clock beside the hotel bed. It was one thirty in the afternoon.
It was past one, and he was still sleeping.
For one thing, last night had been exhausting. He had raced across Guanyin Lake on a jet ski, and although he had eventually shaken off the ghost, Fu City's law enforcement officers had stopped him afterward.
Fortunately, he had powerful connections. They had only asked him a few basic questions and warned him not to go "racing" on Guanyin Lake again before letting him go.
It had been past three by the time he reached the hotel. Once he lay down, he had slept straight through until now.
If he had not felt his phone suddenly vibrate, he might have kept sleeping.
Yi Yu himself did not know what was wrong. Lately, he had been growing increasingly sleepy, and his mental state had been getting worse.
Climbing out of bed, he glanced at the lit phone screen, then looked out the window.
Winter was almost over. Although sunshine had returned to Fu City, the air outside still carried a chill.
Still, this weather with its touch of cold belonged to his favorite season.
It cleared his head and made the sky cleaner and clearer.
Yi Yu picked up a white knitted sweater and casually pulled it on.
After sitting blankly on the bed for another few seconds, he slowly turned toward the still-vibrating phone. At last, he went over, picked it up, and answered.
"What are you doing? Why did you take so long to answer?"
A middle-aged man's somewhat grating voice came through the phone.
Yi Yu had never noticed before, but now he found the