As it neared ten o'clock, Lu Shishu turned over in bed again. Her eyes inadvertently opened slightly but didn't fully open, just faintly glanced, then closed again, her nose surrounded by a familiar yet strange scent of mint. Coupled with the unfamiliar decor and layout that had just caught her eye, it caused Lu Shishu to pause, suddenly open her eyes wide, sit up from the bed, and a strong wave of dizziness and pain followed immediately, making her instinctively raise her hand to her forehead, frowning tightly with a somewhat sorrowful expression, while her gaze still evaluated the layout of the room.
After surveying the entire room, Lu Shishu retracted her gaze, glaring at the blanket covering her. The bedding was a set of four simple yet elegant gray pieces, giving off a faint and pleasant mint scent.
