Suzanne huddled on the fabric sofa hugging the pillow. Her head drooped, and her eyelids dropped, dazedly scanning the movies on TV. Slowly, her head turned to one side, and she fell asleep with her mouth open. After an unknown time, the door lock turned, and Jerry walked in with a lost face. As soon as he closed the door, he saw Suzanne with his head tilted on the sofa. Looking at her ugly sleeping posture, Jerry suddenly felt moved. It seemed that this woman could always comfort his heart.

He turned off the TV and gently picked her up. At this moment, Suzanne snorted, and her eyes opened a...