The sun had risen high, and the figure lying on the bed stirred slightly.
Saphen burrowed his head into the blanket, only feeling that his whole body lacked strength. His waist felt weak and soft, and his head throbbed with a dull ache.
He sat up, one hand lightly touching his waist as he blankly looked around.
This was clearly not his room.
They had obviously fallen asleep in his room last night, so why had he woken up in Cain's room instead?
And where was Cain?
Only then did Saphen notice that the clock by the side had already struck ten. It was just that the curtains in the room had been drawn the entire time, so he had not noticed the sunlight.
At that moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened.
Cain walked in. Seeing that Saphen was already awake, he could not help but feel delighted, smiling as he said, "Saphen, you're finally up."
Saphen looked at Cain, and in that instant, his memories surged back like a tide.
Last night. Last night… they… he…
