The Balance Is Divided into Two Ends

The sky was still green, and Zhou Xiaohe had already woken up. She lay on the 1.5-Meter-wide wooden bed, listening to the sparrows fighting in the locust tree outside the window. Lin Yuanzhou turned over on her side and put his arm on her waist, breathing evenly with a slight snore. Xiaohe didn't move, counting his breaths - she learned this from her mother, saying that this way she could count blessings into the family.