Before the body-shattering pain could register, Su Zhinian found himself sitting up in bed, his eyes wide open.
As he took a deep breath, he looked around the room. When he saw the familiar decoration, he knew he had just had a nightmare.
His pajamas were completely soaked by cold sweat, which was still trickling down his forehead.
He leaned against the headboard, trying to catch his breath. It was not until he felt more himself that he grabbed his phone from the table to glance at it. It was 2 am.
The nightmare completely ruined his desire to go back to sleep. He pulled off the bed cover and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. He changed into some casual clothing and returned to his bedroom.
