Jiaojiao couldn't hold on any longer and quickly fell asleep, but Yang Xiaona lay there, unable to sleep.
She was still excited and happy about making her first friend.
It wasn't an exaggeration; she was genuinely too thrilled to fall asleep.
She had grown up in poverty, never eaten a good meal, or worn good clothes, let alone now, lying on such a clean and beautiful bed. She really felt like she was dreaming and refused to close her eyes.
At school, she was also the last to sleep, waiting until everyone else had fallen asleep before daring to take off her clothes to bathe and wash her clothes overnight, then putting them back on before everyone else awoke in the morning.
To others, her behavior seemed peculiar, and given her poverty, no one wanted to befriend her; they scarcely said a word to her for fear of getting tainted.
Except for Jiaojiao.
