Late at night, the little one was sleeping soundly, clinging to Mo Jingchun's arm like an octopus. Occasionally, Mo Jingchun could even hear the little one giggling in her sleep.
Who knows what mischievous ideas she's dreaming up.
However, Mo Jingchun, lying in bed for over two hours, was suffering from insomnia.
How long has it been since he last had insomnia? Mo Jingchun tried to recall, and it was just before Candy turned one year old. During that time, he didn't have a single night of restful sleep.
Even the slightest sound could wake Mo Jingchun up with a start.
In Mo Jingchun's memory, there were very few dreams during that period.
In the room, Mo Jingchun hadn't drawn the curtains for the past few days, so the entire room, except for the display light of the air conditioner, was without any other light source.
Even though the light source was dim, Mo Jingchun could vaguely see the ceiling.
