Wubai went home after breakfast and his parents were also having breakfast.
"Where did you run off to? I saw your car, but not you. Have you eaten?" Huanhuan stood up to ask, planning to get the kitchen to add a set of cutlery for him.
"I ate at Hua Hua's house," Wubai waved his hand and pointed upstairs. "I'll go upstairs to see if Little Ai is awake."
Huanhuan said, "Perfect, if she's awake, ask her to come down for breakfast. The kitchen prepared something delicious just for her. That girl, I don't know if she's shy, she doesn't dare to eat with us. I thought I sounded friendly, it's a failure."
Wubai had already gone upstairs. He pushed open his bedroom door, sunlight poured over the bed, and on the bed there seemed to be a sleeping beauty, her quiet sleeping pose, an indescribable feeling.
