"Oh, that's okay." Ethan Xu put the pillow up and leaned against the bed, "Is there any heating in the small bungalow? It's very cold."
"Yes, there is a switch behind the paintings in the corridor on the third floor. Just push it up."
Ethan Xu climbed out of bed again and walked to the corridor. He saw that there was indeed a painting hanging on the wall. The painting was a bit abstract and he couldn't see what it was.
He took the painting off and saw the switch.
"Okay?" Mom asked.
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