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... ere myopia was that only a foggy view would greet one’s eyes in the morning. The fuzzy effect of sunlight hitting on indistinctive blobs of colour gave an illusion of heaven.
Chen An raised a hand to cover his eyes. As alertness gradually tinkled in, he slowly sat up on the bed. He squinted his eyes to grab his glasses and looked at the alarm clock. It’s a quarter to ten in the morning.
He use to be a person who gets up from bed at eight sharp every morning. To an extent, it ...
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