Midnight.
Apart from the crackling fire in the hearth flickering, everything was silent, extraordinarily quiet.
Suddenly, the window creaked from a gap.
Wen Ran furrowed her brow in her sleep, flipped over with her rear end in the air, inadvertently letting her leg fall onto Hongguo.
Hongguo felt the pressure, and in a daze, moved Wen Ran's leg into her own bed, then hugged it, sleeping soundly.
Mrs. Xiao got up at night, wrapped in her robe, shivering as she went out. As soon as she opened the door, she was hit by the wind outside.
Instantly, the sleepiness vanished.
She gathered her robe and muttered, "Heavens, this prairie is really scary, even the wind can hit people."
Back in the house, she resumed sleeping but felt uneasy.
The window creaked even louder.
"Knock knock knock!"
Gula stood at the window, "Get up, everyone, stop sleeping."
Everyone was startled awake, scrambling up, "What's wrong?"
Gula's expression was serious, "There's going to be a storm."
