"Bzzzz~"
From beneath the pillow, a faint yet distinct vibration pierced through Huang Jun's dream, gently awakening him from his slumber.
He slowly opened his eyes, instinctively reaching under the pillow to find the source of the vibration—his phone.
The screen lit up, casting a soft glow across his face, also showing the alarm time: 5 a.m.
"Whew!"
Huang Jun let out a long breath, and with a gentle touch of his finger, he permanently silenced the annoying alarm.
He threw off the covers, got dressed, and first went to the bathroom to complete his morning wash and clean-up routine. Then he tiptoed to Qingqing and Weiwei's bedroom, gently pushed the door open, and gazed softly at the two little ones.
The two little ones were immersed in their dreams, breathing evenly, with the blankets neatly covering them, showing no signs of being disheveled.
Now he could relax.
He gently closed the bedroom door, turning to head into the kitchen, where he began preparing today's breakfast.
