Without Tongtong by her side, Ye Wan still felt a bit unaccustomed when she slept at night.
Whenever she turned over, she would habitually reach out to touch her little hand.
Her hand landed on emptiness, and she woke up; after spacing out for a second she remembered the child hadn't gone missing, she'd just gone to sleep in Zheng Fangfei's room.
When she woke up for the third time after grasping at empty air, Ye Wan glanced at the faint light outside the window and simply got out of bed.
Halfway through a set of Pilates, there came a few knocks on the door.
Ye Wan walked over, and the soft conversation outside the door drifted into her ears.
"Baby, it's too early, it's not even six yet…"
"Sister gets up really early in the morning, she must already be awake."
"But little babies have to sleep more so they can grow tall tall, be good, let's go back and sleep some more, okay?"
"But I'm not a little baby anymore, I'm a big—"
The door opened, cutting off their conversation.
