I don't know if it's because I slept during the day or if the jet lag hasn't worn off.
Feng Yihuan counted sheep for two hours and still wasn't tired.
She sighed, got up, and walked outside with her pillow.
Feng Yihang was worried something might happen to her in the middle of the night, so he didn't close the door and left it open.
Huanhuan didn't wear shoes. There was a carpet on the floor, so she didn't feel cold.
She tiptoed over and stood at the doorway, seeing her second brother already asleep.
She glanced at the sofa not far away, and thought, forget it, she shouldn't go in and wake up her second brother; it's better to sleep on the sofa.
This position was just right, facing his room, and she could still see him from afar.
In this unfamiliar place, being able to watch him made her feel less scared.
She tossed the pillow to the side, occasionally glancing inside the room, her heart gradually calming down.
