The night passed slowly.
Chen Yi picked up the remote and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the room slightly.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, wrapped in a robe, facing the window, he poured a little hot water from the thermos cup and sipped it lightly.
It was already dawn.
This night, many people probably had trouble sleeping.
Fortunately, so far electricity and drinking water are still functioning normally, but many factories have been shut down for a long time, and if this issue isn't resolved soon, humanity will have to slowly revert to an era where each household has to cultivate their own food.
"Yi."
The Tuberculosis Rabbit, lying on another bed, rubbed his eyes and said in a drowsy voice, "You're awake? I didn't disturb you last night, did I?"
"No."
Chen Yi's face remained calm as he set the thermos cup aside, lit a cigarette, took it to his mouth, and with a faint dark circle under his eyes, he remained silent without speaking.
