Chapitre 420: Every Dog Has His Day

The room was about twelve square meters, it wasn't poor but nor was it comfortable, just enough to live in.

There was a big plaid rack in the middle of the room, which was used as a partition with many records and CDs on it.

These were almost all property of Cheng Yiran... He even treated them as his treasures.

All his collections over the years were here.

With the sun setting, Cheng Yiran woke up with a feeling of hunger. Last night, he bought a six-pack of beer from the convenient store when he came back from the nightclub.

He played the guitar while drinking, then fell asleep unconsciously.

As Cheng Yiran opened his eyes, his head was very heavy, and his stomach didn't feel too good. Instead of getting up from the bed immediately, he kneaded his forehead, then looked at the lamplight through the curtain.

So many times, he watched the neon lights out of the window like this, Cheng Yiran suddenly realized that he hadn't seen the morning sun for a long time.