Such a boring fairy tale...
Bai Youwei closed her eyes, thinking as much.
She turned over, trying to find some sleepiness, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the stars filling the sky outside the window.
The stars were dazzling, but she felt no interest in admiring them, just an uncomfortable sensation of being watched that lingered at the heart.
Whoosh—
Ning Yao drew the curtains, and the room's light instantly dimmed.
Ning Yao clapped her hands and said to the few little ones on the bed, "Okay, okay~ The story is over, go to your own beds and don't disturb Brother Zichu's rest."
The three children all obediently replied "oh" and crawled back to their own beds.
Bai Youwei closed her eyes as well.
...
She didn't sleep well at all.
The bed was too hard, the blankets too thin, there were no pajamas to change into, so she had to sleep in her clothes, and without having taken a bath, the discomfort of it all, Bai Youwei woke up almost as soon as it was light.
