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Zing.
Yi Lin's eyes fluttered open once more.
Before him were Allen and Judy.
Their gazes were fixed on Yi Lin with curiosity.
They seemed to wonder why this guy had suddenly fallen asleep here again.
Yi Lin lifted his head.
His eyes were blank.
And in Allen and Judy's eyes, there was a similar trace of confusion, as if emerging from a great dream.
In the living room.
On the table.
There was an old-fashioned black-and-white television.
Next to the television.
There stood a rusty spring-mounted bat-shaped mascot, swaying from side to side.
——"Greene."
Those crimson eyes, vivid and spirited, stared back at Yi Lin from a distance.
Though it was clearly a toy.
It didn't quite seem like one.
Rustle rustle rustle——
The channel on the television suddenly changed.
