Reborn in 2006, I met Mr. Zhou from the past.

Thinking back to the dream I just had, it was the same sea of ​​fire again. Is this some kind of clue?

She raised her hand to her forehead; her palm was cold and sticky, already soaked with cold sweat. Looking around and confirming she was still in the spatial tea room, she immediately composed herself and slipped away.

She took out her old mobile phone, glanced at the time, and murmured, "Only two hours have passed."

The flow rate inside the space was much slower than that outside.

The night was deep, and it was already past midnight. The vivid and dangerous nightmare she had just experienced still lingered in her mind, refusing to leave, making it impossible for her to feel at ease.

Su Fengnan didn't care about anything else. She got up, went into the bathroom, locked the door behind her, and dialed Zhou Chenyu's number without hesitation.

On the other side, in the quiet night, a cell phone suddenly rang.

Zhou Chenyu glanced at Su Fengnan's name on the caller ID, and his previously furrowed brows instantly relaxed, while the cold, menacing aura around him lessened. Seeing this, his subordinates immediately restrained the black-clad man whose hands and feet were bound, and waited quietly by his side, ready to await his orders.

"You all wait here."

Zhou Chenyu picked up her phone and walked out of the room alone.

Once he reached the hallway outside, he slowly pressed the answer button, his voice gentle: "Hey, Nan Nan, it's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"

On the other end of the phone, Su Fengnan's voice was panicked and choked with sobs: "Brother Zhou, where are you now? I...I..."

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she suddenly stopped, her heart tightening with anxiety.

How should she bring it up? The nightmare of being engulfed in flames was too absurd. If she told him the truth, he probably wouldn't take it to heart and would think she was making a mountain out of a molehill and overthinking things.

Overwhelmed with conflicting emotions, feelings of grievance and fear surged up, and tears finally streamed down my face.

A soft sob suddenly came through the receiver. Zhou Chenyu's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed tightly in an instant, and his tone became abruptly somber. He quickly and gently comforted her, "Nannan, don't cry, speak slowly. Take a deep breath first, don't panic."

Su Fengnan obediently complied, barely managing to compose her fluctuating emotions. With a heavy nasal voice, she trembled as she asked again, "Brother Zhou, where are you right now?"

Noticing her unusual mood, Zhou Chenyu stopped trying to hide it and asked honestly, "I'm at the photo studio. I've already returned to Zijiang to handle some urgent matters. What's wrong?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Su Fengnan's heart leaped into her throat, fear surging through her, her voice filled with anxiety and pleading:

"Brother Zhou, can you rush back to Zhucheng immediately? Right now, right away. I beg you, I have something very important to tell you, it's crucial, we really can't wait any longer."

As soon as she finished speaking, suppressed sobs began to fill the air again.

Zhou Chenyu pursed his thin lips, a hint of hesitation creeping into his heart. The matter at hand was of utmost urgency; he had yet to extract crucial clues from the captured man in black and uncover the hidden secrets he was trying to uncover.

But with the girl's fragile and helpless cries echoing in his ears, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to refuse. This was the first time Su Fengnan had ever lost her composure and pleaded with him so urgently.

After a brief pause, he finally relented, his tone firm yet gentle: "Okay, you wait patiently, I'll set off and drive back right away."

Zhou Chenyu hung up the phone and turned around to see Zhao Chuan shaking his head with a solemn expression. He immediately understood—the man in black had not revealed the mastermind behind it all.

"Keep a close watch on him, and set off immediately to return to Zhucheng with me."

His voice was cold and sharp, without the slightest hesitation. Zhao Chuan turned around in response and quickly went to make arrangements.

The car had traveled less than a kilometer when a deafening roar suddenly came from behind.

Boom—!

A thunderous explosion suddenly erupted, sending billowing smoke and dust soaring into the sky.

Zhou Chenyu's expression hardened, and he immediately ordered Zhao Chuan to pull over. He opened the car door, his gaze fixed on the direction from which the explosion had come. They had deliberately taken a detour and changed their route when they set off, and now, looking at the scene of the incident, it was indeed the photo studio they had just left.

Zhao Chuan, standing to the side, was dumbfounded. A cold sweat broke out on his back, and his whole body went cold.

Zhou Chenyu's heart sank to the bottom, and a chill spread through his limbs and bones.

If it weren't for Nan Nan's sudden phone call that took him away, he would be the one buried in the fire and reduced to dust right now.

At that moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong. Su Fengnan's panic wasn't unfounded; she must know something.

He concealed the chill surging in his eyes, turned and got back into the car, taking the steering wheel directly. He instructed Zhao Chuan to stay behind and handle the aftermath of the explosion, while he himself needed to get back to Zhucheng as quickly as possible to see the little girl who had saved his life.

When Zhou Chenyu drove back to the hotel at breakneck speed, Su Fengnan was already quietly waiting at her room door.

She carefully estimated his return journey and time, and deliberately came out to wait for him early, just in case he knocked on the door too loudly and disturbed her younger sister who was sleeping soundly in the room.

She had barely looked up and seen Zhou Chenyu rushing over, travel-worn, before she could even utter a word of greeting, when he grabbed her wrist. His grip was firm yet urgent, allowing her no hesitation, and he quickly led her towards his room.

The room card was swiped lightly, the door clicked open, and the person entered. Then, the door locked itself completely, shutting out the night and noise.

The moment the door closed, all that remained was deep darkness.

Zhou Chenyu suddenly turned around, reached out and pulled Su Fengnan into his arms tightly, holding her close.

The sudden, tight embrace made Su Fengnan freeze instantly, completely stunned. She subconsciously struggled slightly, trying to push away a little, but Zhou Chenyu's embrace tightened, his strength filled with lingering fear and the anxiety of regaining what he had lost, refusing to loosen his grip even slightly.

His warm breath brushed against her ear, his voice deep and husky, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor, as he whispered, "Nannan, thank you."

Su Fengnan's heart skipped a beat, filled with doubt. She was about to ask him why he was thanking her, but he was holding her too tightly, and she couldn't break free at all, so she could only obediently lean against him.

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while." Zhou Chenyu's voice was heavy with the lingering fear of surviving a disaster. "I almost perished in the fire just now, and I would never see you again."

Upon hearing this, all of Su Fengnan's struggles vanished instantly, and her body gradually relaxed.

She finally understood that the nightmare wasn't a false alarm; Zhou Chenyu had truly narrowly escaped death. He must be terrified. She stopped moving, quietly letting him hold her, willingly offering him a place to lean on, hoping this brief moment of peace could soothe the fear in his heart.

They embraced quietly for a long time before Zhou Chenyu slowly released the person in his arms.

He reached out and picked up the room card, inserting it into the slot. The warm yellow light inside the room instantly turned on. As the soft light spread, he could finally see that the girl in front of him was wearing a long, neatly made-up house nightgown, which covered her completely. She was also dressed properly underneath, and she looked well-behaved and obedient.

As the warm light shone and the gaze fell upon her, Zhou Chenyu's heart skipped a beat.

He subconsciously recalled the last time; she was sick and incredibly frail, wearing only a short nightgown with nothing underneath. He had carried her to the hospital then, a soft, small bundle nestled against his chest. The warm touch and soft form still stirred a deep emotion within him when he thought of it.

cough……

Zhou Chenyu quickly gathered his chaotic thoughts, not daring to think any further. His deep black eyes churned with an indescribable, restless emotion; his mind was already in disarray.