He slept for a long, long time.
Wang Yi's consciousness seemed to drift beyond the stars, yet also seemed to return to the depths of his heart.
It seemed he had witnessed the Big Bang, and it also seemed he had seen the universe collapse.
And so, after a long, long time, he finally woke up.
He slowly opened his eyes.
Staring at the ceiling, his eyes still seemed shrouded in confusion.
His consciousness had not fully returned yet.
Who knew how long passed before his gaze gradually cleared and his awareness finally began to return.
He remembered everything from the dream.
In the dream, he had enjoyed a perfect basketball career and possessed more than a dozen Finals rings.
He had made countless game-winning shots.
Even in the final moment of his career, he had hit a game-winner and completed a crucial block.
He had a perfect wife.
A son and a daughter.
As well as several confidantes.
He had a mansion in Los Angeles and had even bought an island.
He had a yacht and signature sneakers.
More than a hundred properties.
His own game.
His own venture capital firm and his own beverage brand.
Wang Yi could not help but laugh and curse.
"Damn, dreams really do have everything."
But everything in the dream had truly been perfect. If he could, he would rather not have woken up from it.
With that thought, he closed his eyes again, as if he wanted to continue everything from the dream.
Before long, he heard the bedroom door open.
Then came soft footsteps, followed by a gentle, concerned voice beside him.
"Wang."
"Wang."
"Are you still not awake?"
The voice was soft, as though she feared disturbing Wang Yi while also worrying that something might be wrong if he