The dim light shone in from the window. On the bed that was not luxurious, a young man, about twenty years old, frowned slightly, and his eyelashes were trembling gently. A Chen, A Chen! A gentle voice vaguely reached the young man's ears. The young man in the ear wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were not in control and wanted to move his arms. He was unconscious, wanted to scream, struggle, and had no reaction.