But what I said just now was wrong, and he mumbled for a while before coming out.
"It's not about you not being able to trust, it's about me being trapped."
"What does it matter to lean on the pillow and don't want North Brother to sleep?" I looked puzzled.
"My room has no cushions."
"Then,"
"You have come to bed tonight too, have you? One pillow is mine, the other is for you, and now I have no pillow to hold, what do you think I should do?"
I turned around and looked at the pillow beside me. Before I laughed, I understood what the child meant.
No wonder I was held twice by him while he was asleep. It looks heavy twice.
"Is the reason why you don't want to sleep with me is to hold the pillow?" I asked.
Tarn nodded impatiently, and I laughed even harder.
"What's so funny? What's s
