Koa Jackson stood at the foot of the bed, towering above, and lowered his gaze to watch her for quite some time.
He lifted the blanket and lay down inside.
He felt sleepless.
Usually, his routine was fairly stable, and his sleep quality was consistently good. But now, lying under the blanket, he suspected he might be sleepless for the night.
"Brother Jackson."
The soft voice of Mia Ginger suddenly came to his ears.
Koa Jackson raised his tone slightly and responded with a "Mm" before turning his head to look.
The little girl turned over next to him, furrowing her brow and subconsciously edging closer to him.
Koa Jackson lay on his side.
He surveyed her in the dim light of the room.
He could hear the rustling of bamboo swaying in the wind outside the window.
His heart was calm.
In the midst of the calm, a soothing emotion began to emerge.
——
The next day, in the morning.
Just past seven, Mia Ginger woke up groggily.
Through hazy eyes, she saw Koa Jackson.
