The sky was bright, and the rare sunlight in winter shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the bed, causing the young man in the bed to turn over in dissatisfaction.
The young man wrapped himself tightly in the quilt. His exposed skin looked exceptionally pale, with a faint blue circle under his eyes, as if he had not had a good rest for a long time.
But this morbidity did not affect his beauty, but made him even more pitiful.
There was a thin layer of sweat on the young man's forehead. He looked like he didn't sleep well, and no one knew what he dreamed about.
"Knock, knock..." There was a knock on the door. "Oliver Pei? Get up and have dinner."
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