One day, two days, three days.
Dai Yunze did not know how long he had remained in this state.
He only felt that his consciousness was muddled, drifting aimlessly through a chaotic void.
All sorts of thoughts echoed through his mind, tightly binding him like an unbreakable cocoon. Yet he had woven that cocoon with his own hands.
Dai Yunze had trapped himself in a vicious cycle, a labyrinth he found difficult to escape.
In his daze, he seemed to see a point of light in the darkness of his consciousness. Dai Yunze did not know what it was, but instinctively walked toward it.
The concept of time had long since blurred. Dai Yunze did not know how long he had walked, but that point of light was always there. Sometimes it seemed closer, while at other times, it appeared unchanged.
Dai Yunze did not notice this. He merely kept walking forward like a machine, as though moving closer to the light was the only thought remaining in his consciousness.
At last, that point of light gradually became clear.
Dai Yunze eagerly approached it, raising his hand in fascination as he tried to touch it.
But just as his hands were about to carefully cradle that point of light, his nearly numb consciousness suddenly awakened. Confused and at a loss, he stared at the faint light, then took a step back like a startled little animal, as though remaining beside that glow would burn him.
At that moment, he seemed to hear someone behind him calling his name again and again.
So he turned around, wanting to look back.
But the instant he turned around, he opened his eyes.
So hungry.
Dai Yunze heard someone groaning.
"So hungry."
Only when that hunger swept over him like a tidal wave did