He talked to his parents about some family matters and the recent situation.
It was calming for Wu Mo.
At 10.00 pm, Wu Mo had no choice but to enter his room and sleep due to his parents' urging.
Even though the room that belonged to him had been empty for a few months, it was clean and spotless.
Looking at the warm decorations in the room, Wu Mo felt an indescribable feeling.
"It's still better to stay at home."
He sighed and climbed into the warm bed.
In fact, he did not have much attachment to the village. To him, as long as his parents and sister were around, any place could feel like home.
Time flew, and the night grew darker.
Wu Mo was not used to sleeping so early, but the soft bed and the room's atmosphere helped him to fall asleep very quickly.
He opened his drowsy eyes the next morning and got out of bed to draw the dark blue curtains open.
