Soon, Xiao Kai could feel his heart beating loudly.
The originally quiet room still had the sound of the television, but in Xiao Kai's ears, there was only the rustling sound of the background and the sound of his heartbeat. He ignored what was being broadcasted on the television.
After what seemed like a few seconds, he felt the blood vessels in his head throbbing along with his heart. Every beat was like a sharp knife invisibly piercing through his skull, and the knife also stirred twice in his brain.
It hurts ...
Xiao Kai wanted to cover his head with his hands. His past experience told him that doing so would make things a little better.
However, his hands seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, and he could not lift them at all. No matter how hard he tried, the simple action of raising his hand was like an impossible task.
