Only Sweet Dreams Cannot Be Lived up To

"Ye An, Ye An," Ye An rubbed the squinted eyes that seemed to never open in confusion. What caught his eyes was still the familiar classroom and familiar classmates. "Are you hallucinating again?" His head was once again lying on the desk. In less than a second, his breathing became long and rhythmic again. "Ding, strength +1" "Ding, agility +1" "Ding, constitution +1" "This is too bad, Ye An, come to the corridor and wake up." The teacher's roar brought Ye An, who had fallen into a dream, back to reality. "It turns out it's not a dream!" He muttered a few words casually, as if he was complaining that the teacher had disturbed his dream. Ye An walked to the corridor with ease and prepared to continue his dream. For Ye An, who could fall asleep even while walking, sleeping standing up was not a difficult operation. At least there was a wall to rely on, but before Ye An walked out of the classroom, his breathing became long again. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.