The sound of this horn was similar to the one from last night, but it was much lower and hoarse. The sound was continuous, and when it sounded in the morning, it was less urgent and warning, but more mournful.
Song qingxiao heard footsteps approaching when the horn sounded. She opened her eyes.
Pinluo rubbed his eyes. When he sat up from the ground, his face was still blurry.
"Why did I fall asleep?"
Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to fall asleep in such an environment, especially after such a big incident that almost cost him his life.
However, it was strange that song qingxiao was right beside him last night, and he felt an inexplicable sense of security.
As if it was just as she had said, nothing would happen to him wherever she was, and he fell asleep soon after.
This sleep was refreshing, and all his fatigue was swept away. Even the uneasiness from last night's incident was thrown out of his mind.
