Chapter 426: Remnants of Imagination_1

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For an ordinary office worker, being called up at one in the morning is extremely painful.

Since being woken up by Medea, Song Lan had been lying in bed in a daze, but for some reason, he, who usually enjoyed high-quality sleep, suffered from insomnia tonight.

Perhaps it was the sudden drop in temperature after the beginning of winter; even wrapped in his blanket, he could feel the room getting colder and colder, so cold that every time he was about to fall asleep, a chill seemed to come from nowhere, dispersing his drowsiness.

He had been holding a standoff with sleeplessness for the better part of the night, until after an indeterminate amount of time, other noises suddenly emerged in the room.

In a state between dreaming and wakefulness, he thought he heard the sound of moving a stool.

The noise came closer and closer to him, eventually seeming to stop right in front of his bed.

Song Lan's eyes irritably squinted open a crack.