This is not Li Yuyan

Wang Lian, like blind man, feeling the wall, began to climb the stairs.

The light coming through an open door on the first floor helped him see. Apache was nowhere there. He had certainly gone ahead through the door. Wang Lian stopped momentarily and he too went across. He was now in a balcony. On one side there were doors to many rooms. On the other side, the lane down below was visible. The corridor-like balcony was absolutely empty. Standing there, all the doors of the rooms appeared shut. He could not tell where Apache had gone. Very carefully, he stepped forward, as though the place was haunted. He felt that at any moment a door might spring open and suddenly Li Yuyan would appear before him.

''Oh, my God! How…..How am I going to face her here?'' His heart sank. He walked, watching the closed doors, when, from a door at the end of the porch, Apache appeared. ''Where were you?'' he called from there loudly. ''Come here''.