Early morning.
Zhou Li slowly woke up.
He hadn't slept well last night.
The hotel was across from a bar that was rowdy until midnight. In contrast, Huai Xu beside him was very quiet, just like Brother Nan, who was boisterous during the day but wouldn't disturb your rest at night. Although Huai Xu had been playing games beside him all night, he wore headphones. After getting used to the light from his phone, it didn't matter anymore.
Zhou Li propped himself up and saw a figure standing ramrod straight in front of the room's mirror, its back to him, which made him freeze for a moment.
Through the mirror, he could see the person's reflection.
It was, surprisingly, someone who looked exactly like Zhou Li, shirtless, facing the mirror with a slight frown, sizing up his own body.
Strictly speaking, sizing up Zhou Li's body.
"What—what are you doing?" Zhou Li couldn't help but ask.
