After an eventful day, Zi Han lay flat on his bed like a pancake thoughts unknown. He was blankly staring at the starry sky in the inky darkness simulated by the housekeeper robot. It gave off the illusion of floating in the distant galaxy surrounded by a serene calmness that could relax the mind.
His grandfather had been so silent in the hovercar back home. He was more silent than he had ever been. Time and time again Zi Feiji had opened his mouth as though to say something but in the end, he would close his mouth and rub his forehead irritably.
Ever since he arrived home his grandfather hadn't said anything. Zi Han just went to his room and changed out of his ruined uniform before laying on his bed like a salted fish. The old steward had brought him something to eat but Zi Han refused. He didn't have any appetite at the moment.