The sound from behind stopped and voices could be heard.
Lele gradually calmed down and fell asleep again.
Yang PeiMin let out a sigh of relief.
She couldn't help but get angry at the noise-maker; not knowing what they were up to late at night, they had scared the child.
After a while, Shen Yiguang came back.
Yang PeiMin didn't notice any displeasure on his face.
He softly said to her, "It's nothing, probably just a stray cat, go back to sleep."
Yang PeiMin half-believed him and lay down in the warm bed, embraced by him.
She rested in Shen Yiguang's arms thinking, if it was a cat, so be it, she was too tired anyway; she would ask again tomorrow.
When Yang PeiMin woke up the next day, she could no longer see Shen Yiguang.
She hadn't woken up late, because Lele, this little fellow's biological clock made him need milk by just past six.
She turned her head towards this little guy; he was already awake, had turned over by himself, was lying on the bed facing her.
