[Zhuang Jing: Asleep?]
[Gu Ran: Not yet. Did I disturb your sleep?]
[Zhuang Jing: Your message has a special alert because it's necessary to check it even if I'm asleep. You did well.]
[Zhuang Jing: Also, don't sleep, put in a little effort, and after you come back tonight, first put Buddha Bone into Paradise in Rage.]
[Gu Ran: Are you worried I'll dream about Mythical Highway? To directly bring the Buddha Bone in? But I'm still not certain about the nature of this dream.]
[Zhuang Jing: Just in case.]
[Gu Ran: All right.]
Checking the time, it was three twenty-two. Refusing to sleep, Gu Ran directly left the bed—it was important to associate the bed with sleep only, just like teaching a dog that 'grabbing the leash means going for a walk.'
He dressed and walked out of his room; the yard's light stayed on all night.
A tungsten bulb dangled casually from an extension cord, hanging on a stand in the middle of the yard.
