Tick... tick...
The hands on the Pocket Watch had never stopped.
In the darkness.
Ye Qiyan felt as comfortable as though he were lying on a soft, warm mound of dough.
He had a dream.
In the dream, he seemed to have returned to his home before he entered the Wasteland.
He knew very well that it was a dream.
Yet here, the exhaustion in his body seemed to have vanished.
Eating, sleeping, playing games...
It was nothing more than the simplest daily routine, yet it seemed to hold some sort of power, restoring his overloaded body.
Until... how long had it been?
He did not know.
Ye Qiyan merely heard a familiar chime beside his ear.
It was time to wake from the dream.
"Mm..."
Exhaustion, aching, his whole body feeling as though it had fallen apart.
Ye Qiyan slowly opened his eyes, but what greeted him was not the carriage ceiling, but something blocking his view.
The pillow beneath his head was exceptionally smooth, as comfortable as the finest silk.
Fair fingers gently touched his cheek.
The owner of those fingers lowered her eyes, meeting his gaze with eyes as gentle as water.
"Master~ You're awake."
Lisette, his maid.
"Ahem... Lisette, how long was I asleep?"
The maid blinked, then held an open hand before her master.
"Five days?"
"Five days and five nights~"
"That long..."
Ye Qiyan was somewhat speechless. Just as he was about to raise a hand to his forehead, he realized that both his arms were wrapped in different weights and softness.
He looked down.
He saw that an excited Eve and a calm Red Tears were holding him on either side.
Noticing that her master was looking at her, Eve happily twitched her ears. She wanted to throw herself at him, but worried