Song Yun eventually followed Mo Yuyao into her room.
The room was very simple. Against the wall was a wooden bed with some clean bedding on it. Next to the bed was a nightstand with a few books on top. In the corner was a wardrobe, and beside the wardrobe was a clothes rack with a white coat hanging on it.
Mo Yuyao pointed around the room and said, "This is my home!"
"Around here, how far is the nearest habitation?" Song Yun asked.
"It's that school over there, the nearest one, about a kilometer away. Another half a kilometer out, there's a household," Mo Yuyao replied.
"It's pretty deserted here every day. Weren't you scared when you first got here?" Song Yun sat by Mo Yuyao's bed and asked.
