"Shut up!"
Claudia Ross faced away, her back to Wyatt Perry, and closed her eyes.
Esmee Perry had fallen asleep next to little Ann, with the surroundings so quiet that only the even breathing of the two children could be heard.
"Wife, good night!"
Wyatt Perry gazed at Claudia Ross's silhouette, his heart brimming with joy, nearly about to overflow.
Just watching her like this was nice, it gave a feeling of home, mysterious and warm.
That night, Claudia Ross and Wyatt Perry, each preoccupied with their thoughts, were unable to sleep, and the chirping of insects and birdsong in the mountains added a touch of liveliness to the tranquil night.
It was destined to be an unforgettable night.
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Claudia Ross, out of boredom, refreshed the news. The most frequent headline was about the President fainting during a meeting (background fictional, to avoid censorship, please do not criticize).