It's all for naught now.
6:00:00 is here!
"Hoo—"
Clouds fluttered around Lin Yi's surroundings, and suddenly he felt a gentle supporting sensation on his back.
Immediately, the clouds gradually dissipated, and with a blink, he found himself staring at the dormitory ceiling, lying on the bed.
He sat up abruptly, gasping for air, trying hard to capture that last flicker of inspiration.
Anyone who has dreamed knows, the glint of light in a dream is the hardest to grasp. Even if you were just dreaming a moment ago, as soon as you wake up, 99% of that stunning arc in the dream completely eludes recollection.
Only a mere 1% of people can remember it, and even then, if it's not recorded immediately, that inspiration slips away in an instant.
Lin Yi's eyes lost focus as he poured all his attention into chasing that elusive inspiration, his brows furrowed and his eyeballs trembled as if they were printing machines.
