Returning to the Scene of the Fire

In the past, whenever Zhao Yu had overexerted his brain, he would have weird nightmares. This time it was different. He had only one dream the entire night, and that dream was of him disappearing from the system. The system vanished without even bidding him goodbye…

In his dream, Zhao Yu couldn't tell what exactly he was feeling. Was he feeling reluctance over parting, heartache, numbness, or indifference? It was only after the dream ended that he hurriedly shouted, "Would you let me crack this case first?"

"Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu… are you okay?" Zhao Yu could hear Miao Ying calling out to him and he slowly opened his eyes. The sun was already up and he was covered in sweat.

"Are you not feeling well?" Miao Ying asked, tenderly touching Zhao Yu's forehead. "It's my fault, I was too tired yesterday and didn't take good care of you! But it's so cold, why are you not under the blankets? This isn't like you!"