夜深了,疲倦的明子一沾到枕头就进入了梦乡。淡淡的月光透过纱窗均匀地铺洒在床头,铺洒在明子白净的脸上,看起来真像一幅淡雅的水墨画。这时,门轻轻地打开了。一个身影蹑手蹑脚地走到床头,在明子额头上贴了一片东西又溜出去。客厅里,明子爸爸疑惑地问对方:“明子妈妈,你这是在干什么啊?” Late at night, tired of Akiko dip into the pillow to go to sleep. A touch of moonlight through the screens evenly sprinkled on the bed, sprinkled on the clear subtle white face, looks like an elegant ink painting. At this moment, the door opened gently. A figure crept walked to the bed, put a piece in the forehead of Machiko and slipped out. In the living room, Akiko father puzzled and asked each other: “Momoko, what are you doing?”