C245 Disillusionment

Early morning.

A ray of warm sunlight shone through the white curtain, shining into the bedroom which had the white theme as the main melody.

Yu Tianzuo slowly opened his eyes under the reminder of the alarm clock.

The night's sleep did not wash away the fatigue from his body. On the contrary, he looked even more dispirited.

His handsome face was so fair that it was slightly terrifying