In the morning,
Lin Hui groaned as he stirred up from his sleep. He clenched his jaw when the sharp headache forced him to wake up from sleep.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings.
The walls were painted grey and there were white translucent curtains on the window on the right, from which the sunlight was coming in, hitting his face. The room was plain and bare. There were no paintings or even a wall clock in the room, giving it an uninhabited feeling.
The bed in the middle of the room felt strange. There were only two pieces of furniture in the room, the bed and the wooden side table.
He frowned to see the unfamiliar surroundings and raised his head to find himself in an unfamiliar bed and was covered with a velvety grey blanket.
He immediately sat up on the bed and groaned in pain while massaging his temples. " What place is this?" He murmured while trying to remember the events of last night.
