When Ansheng slowly woke up and opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a soft, comfortable bed, covered with a quilt. He felt in a daze as if he were resting on a warm and soft pillow.
"Oh, Ansheng, are you awake?"
A sweet, surprised voice reached his ears. Ansheng shifted his gaze slightly upward, and Miaomiao’s delicate, worried face appeared before him.
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