Small Moments.

The RV's small dining area was bathed in a warm, lazy glow as the midday sun filtered through the grimy, reinforced windows. The earlier hustle of scavenging, cleaning, and the joyful murmur of a half-forgotten lullaby had given way to a quieter routine. Lu Wuqi and Yun Qinguye had just finished clearing up after their humble lunch of noodles and hotpot—a meal that, despite its modest ingredients, warmed their hearts as much as their bodies. Yunyue, still rubbing sleep from her eyes, clung to the last remnants of a dream as she played quietly in a corner with a soft stuffed toy.