Song Ting woke up from the dream in a daze, presumably he had slept for too long, his head was dizzy and painful, he sat up with a star in front of him, and he got up for a while to see if the tea was boiled, but he found that he was sitting on the bed in his room, gasped, and immediately put on his shoes and ran next door.

The yard was cleaned up, and all the things that made tea before were gone, Song Ting saw that Yan Zeyu's door was open, and quietly moved over to glance inside, Yan Zeyu was sitting in front of the bookcase and reading. Song Ting felt that life was quite boring in ancient times, and it seemed that he couldn't find anything else to do except read books.

"What are you doing out there?" Yan Zeyu didn't look up, but heard Song Ting's footsteps.

Song Ting walked in a little embarrassed, stuck out his tongue and said, "I'm sorry,

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