The child fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, the child suddenly opened his eyes.
He nearly jumped out of bed.
He turned to look beside his bed.
There was no one there.
The child's excitement cooled.
Then, as if he had thought of something, he flung back the blanket over his stomach.
He didn't bother putting on his slippers and ran barefoot out of the bedroom.
He heard sounds coming from the kitchen.
His face lit up.
He rushed toward the kitchen even faster.
"Dad, Mom—"
The child's voice abruptly cut off.
In the kitchen, the two elders turned at the sound and looked at the child with complicated expressions.
They had naturally heard him call out as he came in.
Dad...
Mom...
When the child saw that it was his grandparents, disappointment showed on his face.
"Oh, it's Grandma and Grandpa..."
But soon, the child happily told his grandparents that his parents had come back!
The two elders' eyes widened in shock.
For a moment, their minds went blank.
The child excitedly shared last night's events with them.
He proudly told them how in sync he and his parents were: he had happened to wake up in the middle of the night...
The child usually slept straight through until morning and rarely woke up in the middle of the night.
He hadn't expected...
The one time he did wake up in the middle of the night...
He saw his parents.
What a coincidence.
The child was proud and happy.
The two elders watched the child dance around, brimming with excitement as he told them the story of being with his parents...
They drew a deep breath.
So it had happened after all...
For so many days, the child