He had never slept so soundly and peacefully.
He felt as if he was surrounded by extraordinarily soft clouds.
He also smelled a sweet Xiangxiang scent that made him feel particularly at ease.
Woohoo! Smells so good!
The child turned his head, burying half of his face into the pillow.
He blew bubbles, his chubby pink lips blurting out a vague whisper, "Mama..."
The child slept until midnight, waking up hungry.
His stomach growled, and he uncomfortably stretched his legs and opened his eyes.
He had escaped from the research institute, and along the way hadn't eaten properly.
Now, his hunger was unbearable.
With wide eyes, he looked around in confusion.
Outside the window, the bright moonlight illuminated half of the bedroom.
The moonlight, like a light gauze, was scattered over the sheets. The boy climbed out from under the covers, turning his head to survey his surroundings.
Where is this?
How did he get here?
