After finishing all these miscellaneous tasks and heading back, it was nearly nine o'clock. Upon returning, he noticed that Liang Xiaohan's bedroom door was closed, indicating she was probably asleep, so he didn't disturb her. Quietly, he returned to his own room, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep.
Getting to sleep early, as tomorrow there was a whole pile of things waiting for him to handle.
The next day, Sunday, when the sun rose, the sunlight shone through the window onto the bed. To avoid the sun casting directly on his face and disrupting his sleep, Hao Jian had moved the bed around, so the sunlight at most only shined on his feet but definitely couldn't reach his face. This way, no matter how bright the sun, it wouldn't wake him up.
