At least, the wound has scabbed over and I can get out of bed and walk, although the scab hasn't fallen off yet, and the soles of my feet hurt when I walk, so I can't do anything too strenuous.
As usual, she yawned as she crawled out of bed, and it was already evening.
She has been like this recently, entering a space at night and sleeping during the day, getting up in the evening to move around a bit so that the family wouldn't worry too much about her.
While getting dressed, Xiaomei paused for a moment, her cheeks puffed up, and her shoulders slumped down instantly.
Xiaoxue had been sitting by the window, embroidering while watching Xiaomei on the bed.
Seeing her sister wake up, Xiaoxue let out a sigh of relief. Her main task every day recently was to watch over Xiaomei, and seeing her wake up at the usual time made her feel reassured.
Then she saw Xiaomei's deflated expression and hurried over: "What's wrong, Xiaomei? Why are you pouting right after waking up?"
