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The next morning, as the first light of day crept in, Anan opened her eyes to find her little one, Mengmeng, gazing at her with eyes as bright and curious as black grapes. Seeing her mom awake, Mengmeng's face lit up with a sweet smile, and in a voice as delightful as a silver bell, she called out, "Mommy?"

Hearing Mengmeng's cheerful voice, Anan's sleepiness vanished instantly