Near Zhanghua Terrace is the Bell and Drum Tower, and the early morning bells awaken the sleeping people. The incense in the incense burner has long burned out, and the sunlight shines through the carvings on the door, and the tiny dust particles dance lightly in the beam of light.
Elliot opened his eyes and touched his chest.
"Chiu?" The soft and fluffy little chicken, still sleeping soundly on the chest, hummed in dissatisfaction when being massaged through the clothes.
The chicken is still there!
"Squeak---" The heavy carved wooden door was pushed open, and strong light rushed in.
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