Indeed, it was as such.
When he walked into the room, Ding Dalin let go of his hand willingly, his skin, just like that, stuck to the boy's hand, and as it was pulled, it gradually tensed up, until...
"Snap!"
The sound was loud, so loud that Li Zhiyuan was stunned and lost his senses; by the time he recovered, he noticed that the room was dim, and it had become dark.
All the furnishings in the room were there, except Ding Dalin was nowhere to be seen.
Li Zhiyuan closed his eyes, trying to catch that rising sensation again; he found it, feeling himself start to float.
He immediately opened his eyes and ended the awakening.
Yes, he had entered the Underworld, but it wasn't of his own volition; he was pulled in by Ding Dalin.
Considering this, actively waking up now would seem a bit disrespectful.
Stepping out of the room and onto the balcony, Li Zhiyuan wanted to look for Ding Dalin; since he brought him here, he must have had a reason.
