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"How much time do you have left now?!" I asked, feeling a bit anxious.
"I'm not exactly sure about the specific time..." Yao Long replied. "But judging by the growth of the centipede on me, it shouldn't be more than three years."
Both Death Apostle and I frowned at this, while Yao Long appeared completely unfazed, as if he had long since grown accustomed to this situation and didn't take it to heart at all.
"I've shared everything I needed to, and it's getting late. You should go get some rest," Yao Long urged me.
After hearing this, I was at a loss for words. I could only give Yao Long's shoulder a light pat and turn to say, "Alright then, you two should rest early as well. Don't give up; we will definitely find a way to save you."
Under the moonlight, Yao Long smiled slightly at me but said nothing. Looking at his smile reminded me of the shopkeeper in town who had worn a similar expression before facing death, causing a wave of worry to wash over me.
"Could it be that Yao Long is also anticipating his own death like him?! Or does he have something else in mind..." This thought flickered through my mind but I kept it to myself.
I then returned to my room alone to rest. After washing up, I lay in bed, feeling restless. This unease was hard to articulate; it felt like sensing danger looming yet being powerless to prevent it.
"Forget it, no use thinking about it; there will be a way when we reach the mountain..." I murmured to myself before turning over and falling asleep.
The next morning, a ray of sunlight streamed through the window and fell upon my face. "Hmm—Is it bright already?" I groggily climbed out of bed.
As soon as I got up, I noticed that the photo I had received last night had fallen out of the pocket of my pajamas. Instinctively, I picked it up and noticed that a word had appeared on the previously blank back of the photo: "Dream?" I read aloud in confusion.
I then held the photo up to the sunlight, examining it repeatedly. To my surprise, I discovered that this word only revealed itself under sunlight. However, apart from this suddenly appearing word "dream," there were no other changes.
Sitting cross-legged on my bed, holding the photo, I muttered to myself: "Dream? What does this mean? Is the photo trying to tell me that what I'm experiencing right now is just a dream?"
With that thought in mind, I pinched my face hard. The pain made me wince: "This isn't a dream; what on earth is going on?"
I sat on the bed pondering for a while but couldn't come to any conclusion. So, I decided to take the photo and go outside to see if Death Apostle and Li Zhisheng could think of anything.
As I walked into the living room, I was astonished to find it completely empty. The blankets and bedding that I had laid out for Yao Long and Death Apostle were scattered across the floor, but both of them were nowhere to be seen.
In that moment, my nerves instantly tensed up, but I kept reassuring myself, "Yao Long might have gone out to buy something to eat, and Death Apostle could be in the bathroom..." With that thought, I hurried to check the restroom.
I pushed open the bathroom door, and the room was still empty. Both Death Apostle's and Yao Long's toiletries were neatly arranged by the sink, seemingly untouched.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. "Oh no, could it be that Death Apostle and Yao Long have been kidnapped?!"
Just as I was panicking, I heard the sound of the front door opening behind me. I quickly turned around to see Li Zhisheng sleepily walking out of his room. Noticing me standing at the bathroom door in a daze, he casually asked, "What's wrong? Is the toilet clogged?"
I had no time for jokes and frowned. "Yao Long and Death Apostle are missing..."
Upon hearing this, he immediately perked up and asked seriously, "When did this happen?!"
I replied, "I don't know; they were gone when I woke up just now. I have no idea where they went..." I hurriedly walked over to Hu Fang's room and knocked on her door.
"Knock knock knock!" After three urgent knocks, Hu Fang's voice came from inside. "Who is it?" she answered impatiently.
"It's me, Shen Xu..." As soon as I finished speaking, I heard Hu Fang getting out of bed.
After a moment, the door opened, and Hu Fang appeared in her pink pajamas, rubbing her eyes as she asked, "What happened?"
"Yao Long and Death Apostle are missing. Have you seen them?!" I asked anxiously.
"Nope. Did they go out to buy something to eat? Why don't you give them a call..." Hu Fang said nonchalantly as she turned to head back inside her room, seemingly unaware of the seriousness of the situation.
Her words did remind me though. After hearing that, I quickly rummaged through my things for my phone to call Death Apostle. But as soon as I took it out, I remembered that my phone had broken earlier and I hadn't gotten around to buying a new one.
"Li Zhisheng, do you have Death Apostle's number? Can I borrow your phone?" I asked Li Zhisheng beside me.
"I think I do; just wait a moment..." He quickly went back into his room. A moment later, he came out with his phone and handed it to me. "I saved his number earlier; here you go..."
I took the phone and saw that Li Zhisheng had already dialed the number. I quickly held the phone to my ear and listened intently. "Beep... beep... beep..." The sound of ringing echoed in my ear, but no one picked up.
At that moment, Li Zhisheng suddenly became alert. He stared at the living room and said, "It seems that Death Apostle didn't bring his phone at all. Did you hear..."
Seeing him like this, I quickly pulled my phone away from my ear and listened quietly to the movements in the room. I could hear a continuous buzzing sound coming from the sofa in the living room.
I followed the sound and indeed found Death Apostle's phone on the sofa, its screen displaying an incoming call from Li Zhisheng.
Now I was completely panicked. I turned back to Li Zhisheng and exchanged a glance with him. "Your room is closest to the living room. Did you hear any sounds of fighting last night?!"
I looked around, but aside from the scattered bedding on the floor, everything else was intact, just as it had been before I went to sleep.
Li Zhisheng thought for a moment and replied, "No, although I wasn't sleeping too deeply last night, I didn't hear anything at all..."
"What on earth happened?! Given the current situation, Death Apostle definitely wouldn't just leave for no reason. Moreover, if he was abducted, with Yao Long's vigilance, he wouldn't be taken so easily. Even if he was injured, he would at least be able to react in an emergency. But now there are no signs of a struggle around, and Death Apostle hasn't left any messages... Where could they have gone..."
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