Liu Yun made Zhou Yun a ginger fish soup.
Zhou Yun had a cold, and ginger fish soup is known to replenish energy, dispel cold, and clear dizziness.
Zhou Yun drank a bowl, and warmth spread from inside his body, a warm current flowing through.
It was already autumn, and the gray sky outside the hospital window was tinged with loneliness.
This kind of serene, autumn morning felt like something one could only encounter when waking early for school. In the sky outside, black birds occasionally flew by, their wings like the tips of a pen leaving spots of black ink, disappearing in an instant.
Zhou Yun drank the soup, felt warm, and then took the bowl of porridge, drinking a bowl of shredded chicken porridge.
Liu Yun knew Zhou Yun preferred strong flavors, so she added a bit of olive pickle to the chicken porridge. The oil in the pickle made it very appetizing.
"Comfortable," Zhou Yun said, putting down the bowl, "After finishing breakfast, I feel completely revitalized."
