This was the third day since Xia Yanxin had disappeared...
Long Yutian had not slept or rested for three days and nights, had not eaten a single grain of rice, and he looked utterly haggard. His eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze carried more of a sense of despair than anything else. His black suit was tossed on the sofa, his tie was pulled loose, and he sat on the couch with his hands behind his head, his dark eyes fixed on one spot, as if in a daze, yet seemingly deep in thought.
For the past three days and nights, he had searched almost every street and alley in City S. He had visited every place he thought possible to find her, even keeping vigil in some spots all night, but without any clue.
