The next morning, Mu Chen was woken by a clamor. His bed was right next to the window, so the sounds from outside easily drifted in.
Startled, Mu Chen scrambled out of bed. He cursed himself for being so careless. 'To think I slept so soundly. If this were the Demon Beast Forest, I would have become Magical Beast dung and turned to dust long ago.'
"Brother Mu Chen, you're awake."
As soon as he sat up, Mu Chen saw Little Tiger making his bed. When he saw Mu Chen get up, he called out with a smile. Qing Lei stood to the side, looking a bit downcast. He forced a smile when he saw Mu Chen, which served as a greeting.
Mu Chen sighed and patted Qing Lei's shoulder. Only he understood the complex emotions his friend was feeling right now. To watch so many students joyous about going home while you had no home to return to... Mu Chen had felt that way before.
"What are your plans for the holiday?" Mu Chen asked softly.
