Jin Zelin finally climbed into bed to his heart's content, then lay down.
This was already the limit for him; he didn't have the guts to pull away Qin Song's blanket, so he could only cover himself with the woolen blanket...
Yes, now he could stretch his legs. He felt quite content...
Jin Zelin sighed in his heart: "Heaven tasks those who are to shoulder great responsibility. It toughens their resolve, strengthens their muscles and bones, starves their body and skin, deprives them entirely, and throws their actions into chaos, thus fostering resilience and enhancing abilities they did not possess before."
Jin Zelin hurriedly adjusted his mindset, taking deep breaths... deep breaths...
Finally feeling a bit more comfortable, his mood gradually calmed down. Jin Zelin closed his eyes and soon sleepiness swept over him, sinking into dreamland.
When Jin Zelin stopped stirring and his breathing became even, Qin Song on the other hand opened his eyes.
