**
Xia Ye, having slept a whole night nestled in a warm haystack, felt her whole body brimming with Spiritual Energy, without even a hint of hangover pain. Instead, she even had several sickeningly sweet dreams.
The next morning, her phone emitted the "ding, ding" notification sound of WeChat from somewhere.
Xia Ye lazily sat up from the bed, wearing pajamas that someone had changed her into without her knowledge, and her tailbone felt itchy.
Didn't drink much, yet why the blackout?
Her tolerance really had gone down.
She glanced around under the bed and finally, pressing her body on a thick pile of blankets, she felt her mobile phone on the carpet.
The message was from Xu He.
[Little Tiangao, how did you sleep last night? Felt strange in a new bed?]
[Your dad said it's morning now at the border, not sure if you're awake yet, little rascal.]
Lying back on the blanket, Xia Ye sent a voice message: "Slept pretty well, don't worry, mom—"
