Sunday, Mona grumbled with a scowl as sunshine streamed onto her face, pulling up the quilt to cover her head without even opening her eyes.
"It's time to get up."
Luo An pushed the door and entered the room, placing a cup of water on the bedside cabinet and pulling the quilt off Mona's head with a smile:
"If you don't get up now, there won't be any dinner left for you."
"I'm not having breakfast. I'll eat at noon!"
Mona reluctantly snatched back the quilt to cover her head again, but a few seconds later, she suddenly lifted the quilt and asked with confusion:
"Dinner?"
"Yeah, dinner."
Luo An stepped aside to make space, and the familiar sun appeared in front of Mona.
However, unlike usual, the sun today was not on the left side of the room's window but had moved to the right.
Seeing the sun setting in the western sky, Mona bolted up and said in shock:
"...How did it become evening? Have I slept the whole day?!"
