The next morning, Little Momo was at the computer, her pinky tapping away rapidly.
Her pretty, fair face looked serious as she stared at the computer screen.
"Brother, although this house is very big and beautiful, it's so boring to sleep alone in a room."
"Yesterday, I wanted to sleep with Mommy, but Daddy wouldn't allow it. Daddy said Mommy is an adult and should sleep with the adults. Brother, why have I never heard of this rule before?"
"Life is so gray. Are children really discriminated against like this? I can't feel the love in this world anymore!"
"Why have you been ignoring me for so long, brother?"
Little Youyou had been babbling on the side for a while, from her recent troubles to reflections on life.
The contrast from her mouth looked quite comical.
"It's already eleven o'clock, Uncle Paul should be asleep!"
Only then did Little Momo stop typing and turned to look at her sister, who was blinking at her, "He's not sleeping now."
