The first rays of the morning sunlight into the bedroom, dappled spots of light, fell on the bed, fell on the white sheets, a few strands spilled on the woman's face. Catch the plane's labor, after the first half of the night toss and turn, the second half of the night of insomnia, until very, very late, will go to sleep, unwilling to wake up, rare, she is today bedridden. Chaos, in a daze, face itchy, slightly itchy, in a daze reached out and waved her hand, the itchy feeling is gone, she will soon fall asleep again, just like that itchy feeling, and the abominable invasion. Fighting back the drowsiness, she opened her eyes-- And so - Wide-eyed to small-eyed. The face close at hand, so familiar, so familiar to ...... Blink, blink again .....
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