Owen Travis didn't sleep a wink all night.
When he was young, he was haunted by nightmares. He recorded his dreams, sat in a daze under the grape vines, and spent countless nights with his eyes open, so he has rich experience in dealing with insomnia.
He watched a movie in the first half of the night, built Lego in the second half, and then sat on the bed listening to the wind outside the window. Dawn was approaching, the dark clouds were blown away, and Owen Travis finally closed his eyes drowsily.
He rested for about half an hour, got up, showered, changed clothes, and packed his things for work as usual. He had no appetite for breakfast, so he just made a bowl of cat rice for Commander Huang.
Owen Travis squatted in front of the rice bowl, bent his index finger and scratched Commander Huang's head, asking: "Does it smell good?"
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