Only then did Shen Xiatian dare not make any more small movements, lying down aggrievedly to go to sleep.
However, in the Northeast at the end of October, the early morning hours were very cold. Covered by a thin quilt, Shen Xiatian could not sleep from the cold, so she aggrievedly hid her head under the quilt and cried softly.
Suddenly, the bell for the morning shift rang outside.
Chapter 868