Reality.
It was already 1:30 in the morning.
The weather in October was still very hot, with many people wandering around at midnight, living an eventful nightlife.
Underneath a stone bench in a park lay a young man, sound asleep, snoring loudly.
Occasionally, passersby would check on him out of concern, but upon seeing that he was still alive, they didn't feel the need to interfere further.
"Is this guy a homeless person?"
"He looks quite clean and doesn't smell of alcohol, not really like a homeless person. Maybe he was dumped by his girlfriend and is so heartbroken that he ran out here to sleep?"
"Should we wake him up?"
"In today's society, it's better not to meddle in other people's business. Be careful, or you might get blamed and end up in trouble."
Meanwhile, outside the old house Luo Xi was renting.
Thump! Thump!—
