In the dim room, there was only a little light from the lamp on the desk, along with the sound of typing on the computer. The sky at night is raining, cold and lonely. In that night, there was a tired face working hard on the computer. Maybe he hadn't slept for many days. There was still so much work to do that he spent the little time he had on sleep working. The papers were messy on the desk, it was 11 o'clock at night. You are wearing a pajamas and went into his office and put the glass of milk on his table. Bryce looked at the cup of hot milk and then look at you with a tired face but still trying to smile.

"Ah..my little wife, it's already late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"