The late hours of Room 106 were exceptionally quiet.
Mianmian and Qian Qian might be a bit rowdy before bed, but once asleep, they were good as gold. Baozi was always quiet, day and night.
At this moment, Baozi was still dreaming yet began tossing and turning on her bed, slowly transitioning into a state between sleep and wakefulness.
In her recent dream, she had been looking for a restroom.
This was all because she had started eating less at night, compensating by drinking more water, which meant she always had to get up to use the restroom in the middle of the night.
Between dreaming and waking, she gradually became more alert.
She was slowly becoming conscious.
But she still lay there without moving—hesitating, struggling, procrastinating, clinging to wishful thinking.
