Hugo Huo's brain buzzed, and he felt that his scalp was about to explode.
It was as if a huge war drum was stuffed into his chest, making a thumping sound that made his heart beat so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat.
He didn't have time to think about what was wrong with him, as his body had already reacted for him.
He used his hands and feet to lift the quilt and quickly climbed out of bed.
"What's going on?" Quentin Yu reached out and turned on the bedside lamp, then sat up holding the quilt, "You don't want to sleep today, right?"
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