The moment they rushed into the cave entrance, a familiar feeling of weightlessness hit, and Sopa, who was dragging him, disappeared.
Under Yang Xiao's feet was empty space, and his entire body fell uncontrollably downward.
A bizarre sense of dizziness filled his mind, memories from the script flickered like slides, and time and space lost meaning until Yang Xiao closed his eyes and completely lost consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Xiao awoke in a muddled state. The surroundings were somewhat dark, but the softness beneath him was that familiar large bed.
He barely propped up his body and glanced around. The light was dim, and dawn had not yet arrived. Not far off, two girls were curled up on the blanket in front of the screen.
The girls nestled against each other, eyes closed, their bodies gently rising and falling, clearly sleeping soundly.
