Tonight was destined to be a sleepless one.
The air outside was thick with the smell of alcohol, and the sound of singing never ceased.
A few young women were enthusiastically pulling Xie Yunliu around to dance.
Outside Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe's courtyard, two affectionate camels, left unattended, trotted hoof-in-hoof to the courtyard gate, where they knelt down, nuzzling each other.
Strange sounds came from inside the house, and the two camels perked up their ears in unison.
They seemed to be listening to something.
Camel Xiaomo nudged Camel Xiaohe with its mouth. Camel Xiaohe nodded, its brown fur damp, as if it had been splashed with alcohol on the way here.
Camel Xiaomo bravely mounted Camel Xiaohe.
A short while later, they perked up their ears to listen again. The two camels rolled over, actually swapping positions.
Ah, so they were secretly learning.
Finally, the two camels grew tired, white foam frothing from their mouths.
