On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month this morning, Qingran was woken up by the incessant vibrations of her phone.
Her eyes hadn't even opened when she instinctively reached for her phone. Having spent the past week of vacation constantly mixed up with her cousin and other internet-addicted teens, she had been practically inseparable from her phone.
Tsk! Bad habits are really easy to pick up but hard to ditch.
Winter nights always seem a bit longer than summer ones, and the sky outside hadn't fully brightened up yet, leaving the room somewhat dim.
Qingran didn't want to leave the warmth of her bed, which had taken all night to heat up. She turned over, laying on her pillow, and adjusted to a comfortable position to check her phone.
The phone displayed the time as 6:17 AM. Who would message her so early?
Unexpectedly, the sender was Ruan Ruan, who had left F city two days ago and gone to her grandmother's house in a nearby city with her mother to celebrate the New Year.
