Early in the morning, when the sun has not yet fully risen.

The daylight is faint.

There was a breeze outside the window, bringing a hint of coolness.

But it's comfortable.

At this time, the woman had recovered into a little hamster as early as midnight.

"Twitter."

In his sleep, the little hamster cried out unhappily again: "Twitter, twitter".

Then it turned over again, perfect ~ successfully woke itself up

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