It was 7:30 when Yun Rong woke up. The sunshine was good this morning, it wasn’t harsh yet comfortably warm as it penetrated through the window curtains. She touched her side in a daze. Not feeling the familiar bolster she snorted in dissatisfaction, then pulled the quilt over her head. But as she was prepared to continue her sleep, the mobile phone beside the pillow vibrated. Yun Rong used the quilt and pressed it hard over her ears in an attempt to stop the vibrating buzz. However, the person who was calling didn’t give up calling her, insistent until they could reach her.
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