Ling Tianyou didn't know how long he had slept, but when he awoke from his dream, he felt that the long-standing fatigue had mostly disappeared.
The sunlight outside the window had already turned dusky, gently casting its glow over the quilt covering him.
"Is it already afternoon?" Ling Tianyou slowly sat up, looking at the scenery outside the window, his expression tinged with twilight so that no extra emotions could be discerned on his face, even his features were somewhat blurred: "Time really flies!"
With a light sigh, Ling Tianyou got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face, finding that the man in the mirror had gained an air of weariness in just a few short days.
Thinking back carefully, Ling Tianze had been different from him ever since childhood.
