When I woke up the next day, I was lying upstairs in my bedroom fully clothed and covered with a quilt.
After sitting for a while, I remembered what happened last night.
He quickly got up and searched around. No property was damaged, and everything was in its original place;
The drunk man has also disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
I went out and looked at the corridor and next door. Everything was still the same.
I let go and became confused again. Could it be that I just had a sweet dream?
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