Yang Xiao pondered over those questions without any clue, feeling completely confounded.
So, before long, Yang Xiao shook his head and dismissed some of the thoughts that he shouldn't have entertained.
After all, thinking about those issues was simply a waste of time and energy for him at that point, and sleeping would be a far better use of his time.
The effects of the alcohol became stronger, and his drowsiness grew more intense; Yang Xiao could fall asleep just by saying so.
Just as he had the thought of sleeping, his eyes tightly closed shut.
Yang Xiao slept straight through to dawn, and if it weren't for the somewhat annoying white cat pacing on his bed, wagging its tail back and forth, deliberately brushing against his cheek many times, he would have slept even longer.
Opening his eyes, Yang Xiao glared at the white cat in annoyance, then reached out to grab it and vigorously threw it onto the floor.
After that, he looked out the window.