Chương 102: 3.35 Buried with the Sands of Time pt.3

Lam Thanh Van found himself drifting between unconsciousness and consciousness, the scenes around him changing each time he came to and parted his eyes.

Truly, this hallucination was crazy. No matter how Thanh Van pondered over it, there seemed to be no way to escape. So he had drifted off to sleep and parted his eyes to find himself sprawled out over a thick tree branch, taking a nap in the shade out of the sun's scorching path.

The lush leaves rustle gently in the wind, the perpetual scent of summer, warm soil and green grass tickling his senses. 

He quite liked this hallucination.

Despite everyone donning costumes straight from dramas and even Thanh Van appeared to have waist-length hair that was terrible to manage, he quite enjoyed the flowy clothes that kept him cool despite the weather nearing boiling point.

He laid back, kicked his feet and closed his eyes.

It was rare for him to rest and feel so peaceful- might as way rest his eyes…