Early the next morning, the loud crowing of a rooster could be heard in the suite of the hotel.
Zong Lizi pulled the thin quilt aside and sat up effortlessly while moving like a puppet.
She rubbed her messy silvery hair as she reached out her hand reflexively to turn off the alarm clock. When she stretched her hand to fetch the water cup, she failed to touch anything.
By the time she opened her vacant eyes, she found that there was nothing on the nightstand beside the bed.
Looking at the nightstand on the other side of the bed, she found that the big yellow cat in the photo was still staring at her indignantly.
She didn't forget to bring the alarm clock and the photo to the upper world.
What happened to the water cup?
She got up and came to the living room. Seeing the water stains from the cup in the garbage bucket, she was taken aback, wondering if she had recently developed a habit of sleepwalking.
