A ray of sunlight pierced through the window, shining on Molina's face. She let out a moan as she woke up dizzily from her sleep.
She felt like there was a bomb stuffed inside her brain. She was almost going to cry.
She took a sip of water from the cup on the bedside table. This slightly eased the pain. She scratched her head, then leaned her head on her hand as she tried to recall what happened yesterday.
She couldn't remember the details.
She could only remember that after she gave her notes to Lu Zhou, she stood up from the table, then… Oh right, she was drinking.
She slowly began to piece together her memory.
However, she could only remember blurry fragments.
However, even though she couldn't remember what happened after she was drunk, she wasn't worried about what happened to her.