Qin Hao woke from a dream and opened his eyes to find himself in a dim little room, a single bed, tightly drawn curtains, and sunlight filtering through the gaps.
He stared at the bikini photos of Hong Kong actresses from the nineties on the wall, along with popular anime magazines.
After several dazed seconds, he suddenly sat up in bed.
The dim little room, the quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, the old-fashioned desk opposite the bed, and the briefs he was wearing—Qin Hao had not worn briefs in many years.
Memories flooded into his mind like a tidal wave. His face filled with disbelief. "This is... the home I lived in during high school?"
He impatiently pulled open the window. The sunlight made him squint instinctively. Once his eyes adjusted to the glare, an old residential complex lay before him.
This was the neighborhood Qin Hao had lived in during high school, where he had lived with his adoptive parents. He had moved out after university and had not returned in many years.
A calendar hung beside the desk. The date was March 2008.
After one night's sleep, had he gone back ten years?
The door to the room opened. A young woman in a T-shirt and shorts stood there, one hand on her hip and a cucumber in the other. She took a bite and said, "Qin Hao, are you awake yet? Go buy groceries. It's already ten-thirty, you know?"
The woman was beautiful, tall, and radiant. Her long legs were slender and toned, her waist was narrow, and she had a signature seductive face with bright black phoenix eyes.
Qin Hao ignored her and rushed out of the room, bumping her so hard that she staggered. The woman caught herself on the doorframe