Yu Qingyu looked at his reflection in a bathroom mirror. His eyes now resembled Liu Wei's - tired, with dark shadows underneath. This was, of course, the result of his messed up sleep schedule. He had never had any troubles with insomnia, but somehow, in this world, he often found it difficult to fall asleep. And even when he managed to stay in bed for a long time, his sleep was of a rather poor quality. It was probably partially due to malnutrition, partially due to the tension and the sense of danger… The latter being most likely the case of why he didn't catch a wink the previous night at all.
Yu Qingyu let out a long sigh, taking a plastic, dispensable razor from his pocket. He needed to be well-rested, as he was going outside the shelter soon… But what could he do?
