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Images of the photograph Jesse sent today slowly resurfaced in her mind. Who could that person be?
Unconsciously, she succumbed to sleepiness and her eyes gradually closed. Something cold suddenly brushed past her face, startling her awake.
She turned her head to see that it was the apple Mu Yingchen had given her. She let out a sigh of relief, pushed it aside near her pillow, and then closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep.
When she woke up in the morning, it was already past eight. She stretched lazily in bed before getting up to wash up.
Just as she reached downstairs, her mother said to her, "Xiaxia, breakfast is being kept warm in the kitchen."
"Mm, I know, Mom."
Su Wanxia replied and hurried into the kitchen to serve herself breakfast.
"Mom, have you all eaten already?"
"Yes, we finished a long time ago."
"Hehe~~" Su Wanxia smiled sheepishly. At home, she was the one who got up the latest, but there was nothing she could do; she just couldn't wake up early.