The next morning, Guoer woke up from his sleep and saw Danxuan sitting in front of the extinguished fire drawing something.

Fruit throws the big cattail leaves that cover itself aside and asks aloud, "Brother Xuan, have you stayed up all night?"

Danxuan looked up at Guoer and said with a smile, "Wake up? I'm used to it. Practice means sleeping. Now if I lie down in bed and have a good sleep, I'll feel uncomfortable all over! uuuuuuuuuu

Danxuan calmly said, however, such a sentence fell into Fruit's heart, but listened to some sad, what is called habits? When a person persists in doing things that others find difficult...