A night quickly passed.
Liang Buqing woke up from his sleep, his eyes foggy as he opened them, feeling his head swollen and heavy.
He sat up in bed, yawned, looked around the room, and suddenly froze.
"Where is this?"
Liang Buqing rubbed his head, still dizzy, his mind was a complete mess, unable to remember anything.
He didn't know where he was, nor how he ended up there.
"Did I blackout from drinking?!"
Liang Buqing smelled a strong scent of alcohol on himself and saw a nauseating puddle of vomit beside the bed, making him suspect that he had drunk heavily last night.
He hurriedly got out of bed and went to the window to look outside.
The street was covered in snow with few pedestrians around.
The pale sun hung in the sky, judging by the time, it was almost well past noon.
This sleep took him, damn near to midday!
Liang Buqing carefully observed the surrounding buildings, then suddenly realized.
"This place is, Hanxiang Building!"