"I think so, too," another man's voice sounded.
Mr. Hei was startled.
The initial surprise turned into pure, joyous relief. "You're awake?" 'He looked like he'd have to sleep for another ten thousand years. Who would have thought he'd wake up just like that?'
"Of course. If I weren't awake, would a ghost be talking to you? Oh, wait, you can see ghosts anyway." The adorable, heart-wrenchingly fragile little white puppy instantly transformed into a tall man in white, sitting cross-legged inside an invisible barrier.
But as soon as he said this, he struggled to his feet, gave a lazy stretch, and slowly made his way to the living room sofa before sitting down. His complexion was terrible—pale with a faint bluish tint—and the dark circles under his eyes made him look extremely haggard, like someone just recovering from a serious illness. He'd only walked a few meters, yet he had to stop and rest three times along the way.
