Early morning.
Amelie woke up and looked at the familiar ceiling and room. She pursed her lips and smiled, feeling good about being at home.
She put her hands behind her head and prepared to sleep for a while more. It was rare for her to have such a free and leisure morning, so she wanted to make up for it.
However, she was just tossing and turning, thinking that she could fall asleep again. However, she found that she was unable to sleep, so she had no choice but to sit up and look at the time. It was 8: 30.
It was late, she got up, but just then, her phone rang, Amelie had already gotten used to using email at work, so she thought that the massage on her phone was rubbish.
However, when she got off the bed, she casually picked up her phone to look and opened the message. The number
