Shen Yi woke after who knew how long, touched his swollen eyelids, and let out a heavy sigh.
He had no idea how long he had cried last night for his eyes to end up this swollen.
His whole body ached, as though he had been taken apart and put back together.
His lower back creaked at the slightest movement, and he felt limp and drained of strength.
He forced his dry eyes open and looked around. The bed was a mess.
Strangely enough, the sheets were filthy, but his body felt clean and fresh.
He had no memory of washing himself, so Yuan Chen must have done it.
The man who had put him through the wringer all night was nowhere to be seen.
Had he gone home? He reached for the phone on his nightstand, only to discover a note tucked beneath it.
Get some rest.
Just those words, in Yuan Chen's handwriting.
Shen Yi crumpled the note and tossed it aside, raked a hand through his hair in frustration, and let out another long sigh.
What time was it? The room was pitch-black, so he had assumed it was the early hours of the morning. But when he lit up his phone screen, the date and time were perfectly clear: 8:15 p.m.
"This is insane!"
Not only had he slept the entire day away, he had missed work! His heart lurched, and he hurriedly made a call.
The phone rang for quite a while before the other end picked up.
"President Yuan, I'm sorry. I just woke up." He reported his situation right away, his voice still heavy with sleep.
"How are you feeling?"
Yuan Chen's tone was flat, as though he were asking about an ordinary work matter.
Shen Yi was momentarily at a loss for