Lu Yao was woken up by the urge to urinate.
No, to be more precise, I was woken up at the same time by the urge to urinate from the seams in my bones and the pain in my head that was like beating a gong. He was trying to turn over in a daze. He stretched out his hand and slapped it on the edge of the wooden bed. The pain made him "hiss", and his mind was mostly clear in an instant.
What bed?
The bed in the shabby apartment he rented was made of welded iron frames. Where did the wood come from?
Lu Yao opened his eyes suddenly and saw a carved bed top. The hollow patterns were also embedded with decorations of unknown materials. It looked damn expensive. He was covered with a silk quilt, which was slippery and looked exactly like the ancient wealthy family shown on his mother's TV show.
