Chapter 81

I entered the VIP room and saw that Lyon and Sandra's room was closed tightly, it looked like they were both sleeping, I then went into my room. Actually, my eyes were tired, but my uncompromising brain forced me to continue thinking about everything Sandra had said. Why do I have to think about all that? That's not important, right? I'd better think about my problem. I feel annoyed, I don't know what to do if I'm like this. Being forced to sleep is useless.

I had to close my eyes, no matter how my brain told me to think, I wouldn't let that dominate my thoughts. Over time, I finally managed to control those thoughts and slowly drifted off into sleep. But, it didn't last long, just a few minutes later, suddenly someone knocked on my bedroom door. With an annoyed heart, I then opened the door. It turned out to be Lyon.

"Are you asleep?" Lyon asked, he had changed clothes, previously he was wearing trousers, now he was wearing shorts and a beach patterned shirt.

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