บท 46: 45: Meeting; the second chances

Lin FenXiang twisted his body around as he ran a hand on his face in a somewhat harsh manner.

A night of fitful slumber had disturbed his balance greatly it seemed.

Biting back a sigh, the artist looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall facing him. Frowning slightly, he felt something close to surprise when he saw what time it was.

To think that he'd slept in. It was 6 o'clock in the morning.

But sleeping in made sense after all he had spent the previous night all the way till three in the morning lying awake on his bed not to mention that he had returned home after midnight.

Alas, this will become a part of his lifestyle soon.

Swiftly shaking off the duvet of his person, Lin FenXiang went into the bathroom and changed into tracksuit before leaving for a run, a peaked cap accompanying him as he decided that he had no time to deal with people somehow recognising him.