Han Wenshang, who had just celebrated his 19th birthday, opened his eyes and saw not the yellowish ceiling of his home. What he saw when he turned around was not his own low cabinet and the energy-saving lamps on the low cabinet. This is not my home, and the first reaction in my mind is 'I'm dreaming.' But the knock on the door outside tells me that maybe this is not a dream... Why is this happening? Han Wenshang worked hard to mobilize his brain cells and thought about this issue carefully.
Looking around, all I see is white, pale, even the furniture is white... What did this house just do?
Well, no matter where this place is, I have to find a way to go back. This place doesn't look like an ordinary home at first glance... Could there be a very old-fashioned grandpa? Or a serious dad? What's more, there will be a perverted mother! ? Don't want! This is not my nest! I want to go home!