When I woke up, I lazily pulled the quilt over my shoulders and leaned on the soft pillow in a daze. There was a faint light of ignorance on the other side of the pink curtain, and the sky outside was already bright. The crisp chirping of birds sounds from time to time, and the sound has the unique refreshing feeling of early winter. There was a reassuring heat from behind, and the sound of gentle breathing reached my ears. I turned over and saw that he was already awake, with his big right hand half raised in the air, and his eyes staring straight at his hand stuck in the cold air.
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