When I next opened my eyes, I found the light piercingly bright, and my head throbbed as if kicked by a horse.
"Mom! Mom! My head hurts so much, rub it for me!" I kicked the covers around a bit, whining with my eyes shut.
No one responded, yet I felt the gentle touch of fingertips circling on my temples, so soothing.
"Are you thirsty?" the same gentle voice asked me.
I nodded, and someone propped up my upper body and brought cool water to my lips, moistening what felt like my cracking throat. I leaned on that person, catching my breath for a while, before I gradually came to.
"How is it you?" I spun around to see Lin Zexiu's handsome face and was utterly astonished. Memories of last night surged to the forefront of my mind, yet they were all uncertain.
Lin Zexiu at my home meant he'd brought me back, didn't it? But where was Lin Zefeng? Was that kiss, that cotton candy-filled place, just a drunken illusion? But why was I drunk?