Yang Fan lay in bed for a full four days.
During these four days, his routine was nothing more than eating with his eyes open and sleeping with his eyes closed, living a life of having food and clothes brought to him without lifting a finger.
For Yang Fan, whose life had always been busy, it was a rare forced vacation.
This was what he had once yearned for.
But for someone whose constant busyness had become a lifestyle, aside from feeling a bit relaxed and comfortable on the first day, the remaining three days were nothing but a torment of idleness, deeply uncomfortable.
Having been forced to enter society early and make a living, Yang Fan lacked the leisure hobbies that most young people his age enjoyed.
He didn't know how to play games, got bored after watching videos for just two minutes, and couldn't focus enough to read novels.
