Jhiang Yuan didn't stay long; it was simply too cold.
Usually, you'd think the absence of melting snow would make it colder, but now it felt unbearable.
Instead of going back to sleep, she checked the electric heater and then plugged in the humidifier next to it.
There was no helping it; the electric heater's temperature was too high, and the room was unbearably dry.
Looking at her sleeping daughter, Jhiang Yuan suddenly had a bold idea.
She quietly picked up her daughter. The little girl nuzzled into her arms without waking up.
Feeling reassured, she walked straight into the space.
She laid her daughter on the bed on the first floor, where it was warm. A summer quilt was enough to cover her.
After making sure everything was set, she went out and locked the door, not wanting her parents to discover what she had done.
Otherwise, things would get complicated.
Nowadays, with the lack of good faith and the abundance of bad people, the less they knew, the safer it was.
