Xiao Chong: "Okay, I'll give you a morning call tomorrow."
Lin Wanwan: "Hmm, going to sleep now, it's really late, almost eleven. Goodnight."
Xiao Chong: "Goodnight |•ˇ₃ˇ•｡)"
Lin Wanwan kicked her phone to the foot of the bed, turned off the night light, and snuggled under a thin blanket counting sheep to prepare for sleep.
The conditions in their dorm were even better than she had imagined, with air conditioning installed, cool and comfortable.
The next day, it was not Xiao Chong's morning call that woke Lin Wanwan up, but the sound of English reading from the balcony. She checked the time; it was only six in the morning.
Parting the curtains and peering out, she found Wu Xiangxiang reading from a book.
Even though Wu Xiangxiang's voice wasn't loud, the morning was so quiet, and Lin Wanwan wasn't sleeping deeply having just changed to a new environment, so she woke up.
