When I got up in the morning, the sun came out outside, and it spilled in through the small hole exposed in the window. With this light tied to it, there was only one person left in the room.
Ava was still breathing evenly, and the bed next to it was empty.
Ava should wake up naturally after a while, opened his eyes and sat up.
My mind was a little chaotic. Looking at the pillow next to me, I suddenly thought of something from last night. I felt like drumming. Ava doubted whether it was home yesterday.
But the memory is so clear. Ava recalled that the breaths of the two people were mixed together last night. They were both confused and infatuated, with only the last trace of reason remaining.
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