When I woke up in the morning, I found that the room I was living in seemed different from yesterday. There were indentations on the sofa in the bedroom, as if someone had sat there. Ling clearly remembered that he lay in bed and slept until dawn as soon as he came back last night. Because he had three surgeries yesterday, which lasted until 12 o'clock in the morning, he was exhausted when he got home. He didn't even take a shower. The old shirt on his body could prove it. But I always vaguely felt that something was wrong. For example, the cup on the table was filled with half a glass of water. I didn't remember that I still had the energy to pour half a glass of water.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
