C198 Consciousness
The sunlight shone through the window and into the room.
Chen Xing, who was sleeping on the sofa, frowned and gradually woke up. He opened his eyes and looked around blankly.
What entered his sight was a familiar room. The wallpaper that was fluttering with cherry blossoms, the triangular piano by the bed, the light green curtain cloth, a small round table and chairs
