The day had been very pleasant. Before going to bed that night, Feng Qingxue helped Fubao take off her necklace, wanting to put her in a sleeping bag to avoid getting cold during the night. To her surprise, a sleepy Fubao suddenly clutched her necklace tight.
"My necklace!" Fubao opened her big eyes wide.
Having skipped her nap at noon, she was very tired, but still tried to keep her eyes wide open, although they showed no vigor, only sleepiness.
Feng Qingxue said gently and kindly, "I know it's your necklace; Mom won't take it away from you. Can you wear it again tomorrow? You need to sleep now, and wearing the necklace might make your neck uncomfortable."
"No, no, my necklace!" Fubao gripped it tightly.