At half past four in the middle of the night, Rose came out of her room alongside Irene.
The two were preparing to go out to watch the sunrise and had decided before going to sleep the night before that they would not wake anyone this early in the day.
They two came out and Rose turned on the flashlight on her smartphone, but the lights in the living room opened in a 'snap'.
Wesley was fully dressed and stood in the living room. "I was wondering if the two of you overslept. I was about to go inside and wake you!" He said, before heading out with them with a bag in hand.
"Dad, we can go ourselves. You should go back to your room to rest!" Rose said, knowing that her father had to work.
"Haha. It's my rest day today, so I can go with you and then come home to sleep later," Wesley said. "Besides, it's been a while since I saw the sunrise. I want to tag along and take some photos to show your mom later."
Irene spotted the swallow under Wesley's eyes and knew that he must not have had enough sleep the night before.
"Uncle Wesley, I'm sorry for causing trouble..."
"Irene, you didn't cause any trouble. I have to work the night shift all the time. No, actually, I don't have to work the night shift and I could have lazed around, but do you know why I still take the night shift?" Wesley was not good at lying, but tried his best to convince Irene that he did want to see the sunrise.
Convinced, Irene asked curiously, "why?"
"Dad, you never told me about this!" Rose said.
"Because it's not that important. I've always had a hard time falling asleep and would feel more energetic at night, so it's easier for me to go to sleep during the day."
"Dad, is that an illness? Do you need to take medicine for it?"
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