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It was half past ten in the evening. Wanwan, like a lively carp, flipped over from the bed and kicked Xia Zhihuai’s waist with her small feet, waking him up from his pillow. Then she slipped off the bed and woke up Qu Xiunan, who was on another single bed.
Xia Zhihuai glanced at the signal light of the camera in the corner of the wall, confirming that the towel was covering it. He took out a small night light from the drawer.
Wanwan stood by the bed, putting on her coat and rolling up the cuffs of her pajama pants. She obediently squatted down to put on her shoes.
Ten minutes later, the three of them silently sneaked out of the door.
Yun Zhan floated out from another room and looked at the sneaky trio with a helpless expression. “What are you doing?”
Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai put their fingers to their lips and made a forceful “shh” sound.
“We’re going to watch the midnight horror,” Xia Zhihuai blinked, “Do you want to join us?”