Upon opening the door, he saw Yun Shishi reading a story to his brother.
Youyou's eyes were shut tightly, seemingly having fallen asleep. His mother's voice gradually softened when she saw that the child had gone to sleep and intended to end the story there.
From the doorway, Little Yichen's rueful voice came. "Mommy, can you continue reading that story to the end? I still want to hear it."
She turned in the voice's direction and saw the boy craning his neck as he crouched at the doorway. She did not know how long he had been there.
"Why are you just sitting there?" she asked bemusedly.
"I can't sleep and want to hear mommy tell a story." He supported his cute, chubby, little face with his hands. Squinting his eyes, he produced soft, crystalline laughter. "Mommy's voice is so nice, and the story is interesting. Can mommy continue reading it to me? I wish to know what happens to the princess."
She gently smiled and patted the bed.
