Leonel's eyes unexpectedly became slightly wet.

Upon awakening, Alexis’ attention was drawn to the shimmer in the corners of Leonel's eyes. Pausing briefly, she gently inquired, “What's the matter?"

Leonel shook his head, replying, “Nothing.”

He carefully arranged the blanket around her, asking, “Still experiencing discomfort?"

Alexis shook her head. With her cheeks resting against the pristine pillow, she expressed, "I have a craving for sweet red bean porridge, the kind that's not overcooked, where you can still discern the beans.