The next morning, Li Nuo clambered out of bed and unleashed three consecutive sneezes.
He wrapped himself tighter in his blanket before he started to feel a bit warmer.
The weather in Chang'an is truly fickle; just a couple of days ago it was rather hot, and today, without any warning, the temperature dropped abruptly. It was as if we went from summer directly into winter, completely bypassing autumn as if it got eaten by a dog...
Muttering a complaint to himself, Li Nuo rubbed his neck, feeling a vague pain at the back of his neck; it seemed he had slept in an awkward position last night.
After getting dressed and freshening up, he walked out into the courtyard to discover fallen leaves scattered everywhere and the ground wet and soggy.
It must have rained last night, he thought, remembering the sound of thunder at midnight...