The next morning, Li An was awakened by Bai Hanzhou's ringtone.
By the time his mind cleared, he could barely open his eyes, and even moving a finger took effort.
The sensation felt oddly familiar to Li An. It was much like how he had felt after being injured before.
Only then, it had hurt more; now, it was more soreness.
Li An lay facedown on the bed with his eyes closed, listening carefully to the sounds in the room.
He heard Bai Hanzhou get out of bed. A second later, the ringtone stopped, followed by Bai Hanzhou's voice sounding in the room.
Bai Hanzhou lowered his voice extremely low. "Hello?"
Li An could not tell who was on the other end of the call and curiously twitched his ears.
"No, I just woke up. Li An is still asleep. What is it?"
While talking on the phone, Bai Hanzhou lightened his movements and headed outside.
Li An heard Bai Hanzhou's voice growing farther away, followed by a soft sound as the bedroom door opened and closed. After that, he could no longer hear Bai Hanzhou.
Li An was a little unhappy. What kind of call was there that he was not allowed to hear?
Thinking that, Li An gathered his strength and rolled over in bed, convinced his movement was swift and sharp.
In reality, he rolled over like an old man whose legs no longer worked properly.
After lying in a different position and resting for a while, his body finally seemed to wake up.
Li An opened his eyes and slowly pushed himself into a sitting position.
The curtains had not been drawn tightly, and a beam of light slipped through the gap, drawing a horizontal line across the bedroom floor.
Li An blinked, unaccustomed to the