[The previous chapter's ending had a somewhat unnatural and irrational reaction from the protagonist. A slight modification has been made. Interested readers can go back for a little glance, but it's okay to continue reading without doing so. Thank you for your support.]
No matter what, Lu Xi'an slept very comfortably this time.
Since coming to this post-apocalyptic world, it was the first time he slept so peacefully and comfortably.
The soft quilt was gently warmed by his body temperature and reciprocated warmth to his body, making him unconsciously fall into a deep sleep without even dreaming.
The powerless shelter was utterly dark, with no sunlight coming in, blurring the distinction between day and night.
Upon waking up, he first listened carefully to the sounds from the bed opposite, confirmed the breathing had changed, implying Yao Wei also woke up, then asked Gou, "Gou, is it daylight?"
