After returning to the shop, Tang Ye wandered around inside for a while, memorizing some objects' placement and appearance. Quickly, sleepiness overcame him, but he didn't nod off immediately. He was just wandering around when, at some unknown point, he opened his eyes, as if observing something closely. Suddenly, an absent-minded moment resulted in a drastic change in his surroundings.
His hand fumbled around the bedside, touching the book he had picked up yesterday. Turning his head, Tang Ye saw the bright sunlight streaming in through the window. Sitting by the bed, he gazed at the cabinet in front of him, daydreaming. The street outside was busier than ever, full of people whose noisy conversations were enough to wake a dormant zombie. Tang Ye wondered why the bird hadn't woken him today.
