章節 237: It might Get Ugly

"Xiaodan…"

"Xiaodan…"

Liu Xiaodan felt his body waking up to the voice calling out for his name. It was strange; it still sounded so innocent as if nothing bad had yet to happen. His eyes began to flutter open, and his vision was still dark. However, he felt like something cold was on his lips and chin while his back hurt from the arching. He slowly pulled back and realized that he was in class.

The theater classroom was in a semi-circle, with the stage and whiteboard in front of the students. The seats for the students were in curved rows, each row rising higher than the former. He was in his usual seat, and he could see people leaving and cleaning up the classroom.