I wonder if everyone had ever experienced this feeling:
The feeling of finally completing something long-term and difficult, returning home to celebrate with friends over a feast, then sleeping until waking up the next morning?
Morning light peeked over the horizon, and the clock hand had just passed seven.
The sky was only beginning to brighten.
In the living room of The Cabin, amid the faint light and silence, Fang Ran opened his eyes in bed.
He opened his mouth wide, yawned, and let out an involuntary groan.
He stretched hard, drawing his entire body taut.
"Mm mm mm mm mm—ah!!!"
Then he went still in bed.
After a while, he suddenly flopped about happily like a fish.
Then he quickly went still again.
But a few seconds later, he suddenly flopped twice more.
Then he went still again.
After continuing like that for quite a while, Fang Ran finally sprang upright in bed.
Sitting there and looking at the exquisite, compact living room of The Cabin before him rather than the luxurious, imposing bedroom of some enormous mansion,
Fang Ran wore a mysterious, reassured smile as he lay back down.
Following his biological clock, he had actually woken up at six. But how should he put it? Reassurance, comfort, ease, relaxation, no pressure, no worries...
A feeling of happiness so strong that it made him want to flop around meaninglessly
made him not want to get out of bed at all. He had kept lounging in that half-awake state until now.
He did not need to consider the whole day's schedule, nor worry about hearing bad news like a stock price crash the moment he woke up.
He did not need to bear responsibility for the entire situation as a leader, nor rack his brains over how to solve