Tang Wulin pressed his fingers a little harder.

The steaming paper cup was slightly deformed by his white fingertips.

He lowered his head and stared at the hot, colorless liquid in the paper cup.

His eyes seemed to be blurred by the white heat.

"Please...please find them."

His vision was gradually taken up by the heat.

Until everything in front of me is completely blurred.

"Please..."

in his weak voice.

Something clicked.

Falling into the steaming hot water.

Droplets splashing from missiles.

Scattered on the skin of the fingers.

It's a little hot, but it disappears quickly.

The young man seemed to suddenly wake up from this.

He held up the paper cup in a disguised manner, brought it to his mouth, and swallowed the slightly hot boiled water with a hint of salty taste in big gulps.

But nothing could be done to get rid of the choking and astringent feeling in my throat.

Then he choked on the hot water he swallowed with difficulty, and coughed violently.

Seeing the young boy's shoulders trying to hold back his tremors, the female police officer patted his back distressedly.

Now, when I asked the young boy if there were any other guardians I could contact, I couldn't say anything anymore.

Just then there was a sound of footsteps.

The female police officer looked up and saw her colleague walking over with a somewhat unpleasant look on her face.

She had a bad premonition, so she looked at him with a slightly reproachful look.

The colleague looked helpless and hardened his heart.

"Kid, we are all very sorry that this happened. However, your parents are currently missing, and we hope to contact your other relatives.

"After all, you are still a minor, so you need their help in handling this matter... Anyway, do you have any contact information other than your parents? Do you have any contact information with your grandparents?"

Tang Wulin slowly shook his head.

The voice was weak: "I only have mom and dad..."

The female police officer looked directly at her colleague.

The colleague gave her a helpless and sad look, indicating: There are worse things.

The female police officer's eyes widened slightly.

Her colleague let out a long sigh and said, "Well, we did not find the contact information of other relatives of your father and mother. We just wanted to confirm it from you.

"But... little kid, when we were checking other relatives of your parents, we found something..."

The colleague hesitated for a long time and opened his mouth several times, but did not continue to finish the sentence.

Finally, he knelt down in front of the young boy.

A man who usually has a loud voice is trying his best to slow down his voice now.

But what he said next made the female police officer feel a bit harsh and couldn't bear to listen to it any more.

"We found out that you were not born to Mr. Tang Ziran and Ms. Lang Yue. They picked you up more than ten years ago and then went through the adoption procedures for you..."

Tang Wulin suddenly raised his head and looked at him in disbelief.

The colleagues' eyes were full of apology and pity.

"In other words, they are not your biological parents."

Tang Wulin's expression suddenly became blank.

Looking at the young man's current appearance, my colleague also felt a lump in his throat and felt very uncomfortable.

But the teenagers have the right to know about the situations they found out.

He must tell everything.

"But the good news is that by comparing your DNA, we found your living relatives in the database."

He looked at the young man whose expression was still blank. He didn't know if anyone heard clearly, and sighed silently.

He continued: "We contacted them and told them the current situation.

"They said they will leave now to come to Aolai City to find you. They will probably arrive tomorrow morning. At the same time, they hope to have a phone call with you first... What do you think?"

He didn't urge him, he just waited quietly for the young boy's answer.

The female police officer gently patted the young boy's shoulder.

No one said anything.

Tang Wulin had already been shocked by this series of information and lost his ability to think.

When he finally regained some of his composure.

All he could feel was panic.

He couldn't even find the Golden Dragon King.

That feeling of being alone and helpless, surrounded by emptiness, as if falling and falling constantly.

It even amplifies the sense of panic infinitely.

He didn't know what to do.

At this moment he only had one thought.

That thought forced him to open his mouth.

"I want... to go home."

Hurry up.

"Can you send me back?"

Please.

"I want to go home."

…

The Golden Dragon King came back at the moment when the police sent Tang Wulin to his door.

The two police officers watched with their own eyes as Tang Wulin opened the door, walked in, said goodbye to him, and then helped him close the entrance door.

Only then did the Golden Dragon King speak out.

His tone was annoyed and cautious.

"Sorry...I can't find the breath of my parents either..."

Then, I noticed that the boy seemed to be feeling something very wrong.

He was confused: "You, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Wulin didn't answer him.

His expression was empty, and he walked towards his bedroom like a wandering ghost.

Then the moment he was about to approach his crib.

It was as if he suddenly lost all the strength to support his body.

His feet staggered, and he fell to the ground.

The Golden Dragon King was startled, holding his collar with his front paws, flapping his wings, and caught him in time before he fell to the ground.

However, the young man did not follow his strength to stand up. He just leaned on the edge of the bed and let his body slowly slip to the ground.

Like a puppet that has lost its life.

Then, he began to shed tears silently.

The Golden Dragon King was extremely panicked and helplessly tried to wipe away the tears on his face with his front paws.

"Don't cry, I'm very powerful! As long as your parents' breath leaks out, I will know it immediately and bring them back..."

But the more I wiped it, the more tears flowed.

It can't be wiped clean no matter what.

The Golden Dragon King was even more panicked: "Don't be sad, I can help you, you..."
To be continued...