The first sign of something being wrong was the blanket of grogginess Yang Jingshen felt, followed by a feeling of nausea. At first, he thought he might be heavily hung over but then– did he drink last night?
No! In fact, what did he even do last night? Did he really drink until he blacked out and can't even remember a single damn thing? On the other hand, when was yesterday? What day was today? Why can't he remember anything at all? Just how much did he drink ah?!!
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Yang Jingshen decided to stop thinking as the nausea deepened and his drowsiness showed no sign of improving. He nearly forgot his own name– in fact, he can't even remember his job ah! Anyway– what the hell was a job? Hehe. Just kidding. All in all, he felt like he was going crazy!
