C27 She is here

Ziyan Qing didn’t waste a second. He rushed up the stairs, flinging open the first door along the corridor. A girl lay curled up on the bed, her face buried under a blanket. He stepped forward, his breath tight, and yanked the blanket away.

He exhaled softly in relief—it wasn’t her.

Without a word, he turned and left the room, moving quickly to the next.

Inside