If something is really incomprehensible.
There's no need to obsess over it.
For now, you can set it aside.
There's no need to make life hard for yourself; life always goes on, and sleeping is more important.
"They all moved in..."
The sun rises as usual.
A standalone villa in the highlands of Karuzi.
Bustling with activity.
Upstairs.
The person lying on their side is still in a dream, perhaps hearing the commotion outside, lightly furrowing her brows, her cascading hair covering her face, her arms outside the blankets as fair as snow, just like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.
"Over here..."
Who knows what they are fiddling with in the courtyard.
The person on the bed had to open her eyes, turn over, lie on her back, and gaze at the ceiling through her hair before reaching out to push aside the strands covering her face and sitting up.
She first picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and unplugged the charging cable.
As if stones have sunk into the sea.
