The sky has brightened.
As the first ray of dawn spread across the sky, Yang Xiao, sitting on a chair on night watch, slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. He and Jiu Shan Sha Yue had a clear division of labor, each taking turns for two hours. After her shift, Jiu Shan Sha Yue laid out a thick quilt on the ground and was resting on it.
Both of them tacitly chose not to wake up Sato Shouta and Nishimura Yuna, who were sleeping on the only bed, to steal their rest. After all, this was their last peaceful sleep.
From Yang Xiao's angle, he could just see Sato Shouta's profile. This guy slept soundly, and perhaps it was because of a dream, a slight smile hung on the corner of his mouth. Yang Xiao guessed, maybe...maybe he dreamt of his mother.
Without hesitating any further, Yang Xiao woke everyone up. They still had tasks to complete today, and Yang Xiao tried to keep himself busy. This is his experience; being busy prevents him from thinking about unhappy things.
