A night of high fever left Baili Xia groggy throughout.
At first, it was especially unbearable, as her body alternated between feeling like it was engulfed in flames and then, as if soaked in an icy pond.
The alternating sensation of hot and cold scorched her, leaving her utterly weak.
But later, perhaps because of a beautiful dream, her body gradually began to feel better.
In the dream, Uncle had been by her side, constantly comforting her with tender care.
Even his voice, while speaking, was unprecedentedly gentle.
She truly wished to stay in that dream forever, never waking up.
Once awake, all that might remain would be the memories from the dream.
...The rain had stopped and the sound of the wind gradually weakened.
After spending an entire night in the damp cave, the sunrise slowly revealed itself as the storm subsided.
Baili Xia opened her sore eyes.
She involuntarily raised her hand to feel her forehead.