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Darkness came like a tide, swallowing up consciousness bit by bit. Li Wan felt as if he was falling in the endless void, with no end and no direction. When he opened his eyes again, the strong light made him squint subconsciously. There was a sharp stabbing pain in his wrist. He tried to move his fingers, but found that his whole body seemed to be frozen, and it was bone-chilling cold. Slowly turning his head, his eyes widened in an instant at the unfamiliar environment. Where is this? The antique Chinese bathroom, the carved screen, the exquisite dressing table, and the bathtub filled with pink water. And he was leaning next to the bathtub in a weird posture, with one hand still soaked in the water. Li Wan's mind went blank. He tried to recall but only caught some vague fragments. Wine, drawings, the cold air from the air conditioner... But none of this could explain his current situation. Suddenly, his eyes focused on the fruit knife looming in the water, and a terrible thought came to his mind - slit his wrists? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.