By the time Ye Mubei awoke, the sunlight stabbing through the window made it impossible to open his eyes.
He sat up, his gaze filled with confusion as he looked around at everything, his mind brimming with question marks.
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
The sudden illness from yesterday made him feel as if he had forgotten something. As he bowed his head, pondering, the housekeeper approached him.
"Mr. Ye!" The housekeeper's anxious face relaxed, saying with lingering fright, "You really scared me to death yesterday!"
Ye Mubei frowned, "Yesterday?"
The housekeeper nodded vigorously, saying, "Yesterday, all of a sudden, you were delirious and insisted on getting pen and paper..."
At these words, Ye Mubei finally found a scarce memory and hurried to his desk.
He lifted the bamboo tube as if it were a prized treasure and silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, this is still here...
The housekeeper glanced at him curiously, truly baffled.
