Huojin asked, "So you came early today to talk to Kong Chuanli?"
"Yes…I was extremely nervous. My wife had me practice what I needed to say. But as time ticked closer, my mouth went dry. I couldn't muster up the courage. Then as usual, I headed for some coffee to clear my head. When I returned, I was still shivering. I knew it was the time to talk to him. I finally did. I knocked on the door, but I didn't hear any response."
"Then?"
"I went inside and saw Sir Kong on his seat. He looked really still to me. I came closer and then…"
Zhang Feiyu heaved breathlessly and clutched his temple. "I don't remember much."
Xiyang blinked. "What do you not remember?"
"About what happened next. I don't really know what is wrong with me. But ever since this stress has started to overwhelm me, at times, I feel…I don't know how to explain," he licked his lower lip, trying to find his words, "l-like I blank out. It gets too much for me to handle and then…I just zone out."
