Time kept flashing before his eyes, somewhat dazzling, and Gu Fan began to feel a blur in his awareness. He felt so very tired, unable to open his eyes, sensing his body falling into some deep abyss.
Who knows how much time passed; Gu Fan only felt it had been a lengthy period. When he slowly awoke and opened his eyes, he was stunned.
"This is..." Gu Fan glanced around, hardly daring to believe it—the students laughing and joking in their uniforms, the desks and chairs, and the math formulas on the blackboard. He was actually in a classroom.
The classmate sitting next to him gave him a curious glance and quipped, "What's wrong? You slept like a pig, and now you look like you've lost your soul."
"I..." Gu Fan struggled to adapt for a brief moment. He looked around again and confirmed repeatedly—this was his high school desk mate, and the others were his high school classmates. This was the high school classroom.
