The next morning, Chen Ze slowly climbed out of bed and stretched languidly.
"It's really cold..." Chen Ze rubbed his arms as he hugged himself. The temperature had suddenly dropped today, and it was particularly damp and chilly.
Everyone knows that when the weather is cold, people don't really feel like getting out of their warm beds. And it's even more evident here in the south, where there's no heating.
Chen Ze stood up, touched the window, and felt the icy sensation. With a gust of wind blowing in, he suddenly shivered all over.
"No wonder people say that the cold in the south is like a magic attack, dressing warmly doesn't help." Chen Ze shuddered and then added a few more layers of clothing to his body.
He then closed the window. That's just how the cold is in the south—if you don't shut the window, no matter how much you wear, you'll feel the damp chill, which is particularly uncomfortable.
