Yan Ganghui stepped down from the tatami and walked into the courtyard.
By now, birds like the light-vented bulbuls were already chirping and singing among the treetops.
Watching the beautiful bamboo leaves sway in the wind and listening to the cheerful and lively birdcalls, he took a deep breath and felt intoxicated by the fresh air of the early morning, mingled with the scent of bamboo and dew.
Su Hui came up behind him, surprised, "Why are you up earlier than me today?"
Yan Ganghui smiled and said, "It must be the effect of the hot spring bath I took yesterday. I slept so soundly and now I feel full of energy. To tell you the truth, the last time I slept this well was a few years back when I went home for the New Year!"
Su Hui thought for a moment and said, "The hot springs must be good for sleep quality. Mine has always been quite good; I just felt more comfortable than usual. But you usually don't sleep well, so you felt a bigger difference."
