"Brother Fusheng, what's going on?" Rubbing her sleep-filled eyes, Sara poked her head out of the tent and asked, looking at the two men talking.
Originally, she had planned to sleep in a bit longer. After all, she had gone to bed rather late last night and was still quite tired.
Yet after Li Fusheng left the tent, Sara tossed and turned, unable to fall back asleep. Somehow, without Li Fusheng's embrace, she felt a chill.
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