Tang Ye got up from the bed and sat at the edge, staring blankly. The feeling of fatigue was stubborn and refused to dissipate. After a while, his drowsiness still hadn't lessened, so he could only shake his head. This feeling was like staying up until five in the morning only to be forcibly awakened at six. That kind of pain makes one both angry and resentful!
Despite wanting to lie back in bed and fall asleep, Tang Ye knew he couldn't sleep anymore. He had been a zombie for over ten years. This so-called drowsiness had never happened to him before, which was unusual!
He stood up from the bedside and stretched a bit, but given his strength, such light activity was too mild and ineffective in relieving the drowsiness.
Recalling the moment he fell asleep in the miscellaneous shop in the misty forest up until the moment he woke up here, the drowsiness was seamlessly connected. Perhaps that day he might not even want to open his eyes...
