The sky was hazy, and there was silence in the secluded room.
The phalaenopsis on the window sill was blown by the breeze, the flowers and leaves trembled, and the cricket's cry came from the bottom of the window. Thirteenth Lang, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, heard the cricket's cry, got up and jumped, stepped on the girl's calf, and said again. A few jumped and rushed to the window to catch crickets.
Thirteen Lang jumped and stepped on Jiang Yu to wake up.
She turned over and buried her head in the quilt like an ostrich. While half asleep, she saw a bright light flashing in front of her eyes, and the white conch earrings hanging on her ears glowed with lustrous white light.