As the first rays of morning light streamed through the curtains, Yumo, dressed in her nightgown, slowly woke up from her "statue mode" on the couch. She opened her eyes, a mix of coldness and warmth in their deep red color.
"Is it morning already?" she mumbled to herself.
Usually, Yumo would be in bed acting as Mengxi's "cuddle pillow," tightly hugged by the young girl. But recalling some awkward memories, Yumo had slipped away from Mengxi in the middle of the night to sit on the couch.
Yumo knew that when Mengxi first falls asleep, she's as peaceful as an angel. But by the second half of the night, she turns into a restless "little devil." Her sleeping positions are, to put it mildly, not flattering. What's more, Mengxi tends to move around a lot in her sleep, especially when she's using someone as her "cuddle pillow."
