"Chen Yang, I'm going to give you the option to make a wish, say it and I will grant it,"
Xianyu woke up, his right was stretching in the air like he was reaching for something. He twisted his head and found an unfamiliar place, unfamiliar room. The place was dim and quiet. Only he realized that there was a window beside the table
Xianyu caressed down the blanket covering his lower body. When he stretched out his knees, a sudden jolt of pain stung his nervous system. It felt like he was numb lying down for days.
"Wait! How long have I been sleeping?!" he exclaimed to himself. He dashed up, not even wasting time. To his surprise, he stumbled down and his nose hitted the wooden floor.
Xianyu rubbed his nose, he felt something dripping down. "Ehhh?!!! Blood! Blood!," He wiped it and sniffled, his eyes almost tearing up from the pain.
"Where am I?" He asked himself.
