At three o'clock in the morning, Ji Jiu woke up in a daze. He opened his eyes and had a splitting headache. He closed his eyes again and lay motionless, his mind completely blank. It was as if in the period of chaos, the sky and the earth were still a huge egg, and he was the sleeping baby in the egg, ignorant and ignorant. No memory, no past, no past, and no future. I am at a loss to know what is going on in the world, and I am peaceful and happy.
But he was not a baby after all. After the blank space of the hangover passed, the things that had happened in the past drifted through his mind scene by scene. Ji Jiu blinked and woke up completely.
Pulling the quilt and sitting up, Ji Jiu leaned on the head of the bed and opened the curtain.
The mess that I thought I would see did not appear in front of me. The neat desk, the folded official documents, the paper, ink, pen and inkstone placed on the table, and even the tea cup were completely placed on the table. They were not what I remembered. fragments.
Ji Jiu almost thought that he was hallucinating and that everything was just a dream.
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