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Bangbangtang kept twisting and turning, waking him up without needing her to call.
She thought he probably hadn't fully woken up yet, as he touched Bangbangtang's smooth fur and stared at her in a daze.
"Ahem!" She cleared her throat, "If you're awake, come out and eat! Grandma asked me to call you!"
The aroma of meat wafted through the air; Grandma must have uncovered the soup pot's lid. Bangbangtang, who was pretending to sleep, swiftly slid off him and darted towards the source of the delicious smell.
He awakened from his dream and got up.
Tu Hengsha glanced instinctively at the Xuan paper on the table. The characters were his, and at that moment, they appeared much clearer. Over the past twenty years, he had improved remarkably.