C203 Interpersonal variation

After returning home, I sat on the brick bed and didn't sleep. Although I felt exhausted, like tides, I couldn't fall asleep.

Because their hearts were in a mess, closing their eyes was the feeling of grief for those who had died.

This feeling was like it was going to swallow me up. I couldn't sleep … He didn't even dare to close his eyes for a moment longer.

When I came back