Just after noon, Chen Boyu was about to break down.
When he used to act, he would dream of a day where he could empty his mind, even if it meant lying in bed all day.
But when that day actually arrived, there was no anticipated joy or relief.
Only a stomach full of boredom and dullness.
This life, it's really damn boring, isn't it?
No 2.5-meter bed.
No high-definition projector.
No massive collection of movies.
Even the basic needs for food and drink can't be guaranteed.
Just staring at the sky, the ground, and reading books, time seemed to stop.
He considered suggesting that they hit the road, but he was the one who proposed resting for a day after a day of travel.
A grown man changing his mind so quickly — would that be okay?
Chen Boyu felt overwhelmed.
What frustrated him even more was that the plan was to only have one meal on this rest day, and he watched as Zhao Sixuan was about to finish the water for the both of them.
