Chapter 594

Sophia pulled an all-nighter to finish the design for the science museum.

It wasn't intentional to stay up late or rush the project, but picking up a pencil seemed to fill her blank mind with substance. Designing was as natural to her as eating, and picking up a pencil was like grabbing utensils - different architectural models would naturally pop into her mind, and her hand would instinctively bring those models to life on paper as if it had a mind of its own.

It had pretty much become an instinct.

The brain has its own muscle memory. Sophia was grateful for this muscle memory; the moment she picked up a pencil, she could quickly immerse herself in her designed utopia, losing track of time and surroundings, sinking into the work for hours on end, preventing her life from feeling too empty.

It had become her go-to form of escapism.

wasn't after anything in particular; it was just that in her

her own devices for a while, was an exciting challenge that got her blood pumping. With such tempting bait, Sophia easily got absorbed in the

look at the school's history or the specific layout and style of the buildings; a science museum design that fit well with the school's architectural

satisfied with it, and without much expectation for feedback, she sent the design off to the email address

her recent time in a hospital bed. From the first time she woke up to when she was able to get out of bed and move around, it took over a month. Then from being able

in those two months, and her lack of energy and spirit meant she couldn't afford to think too much about anything. The narrow world of the hospital room also meant she didn't

engaging with the world since she woke up. To be honest, she was a bit lost and scared about this reality where she didn't know where she came from or where

up the pencil, her mind was steadfast. The instant the work took shape, the vague sense of "this is her life" alleviated her fear of the

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