Lu Xiaoyou raised her head, looking at the man she had shaved into a buzz cut. Her lips gently curled upwards.
The bloodstains on the man's face had been washed away, leaving only a faint pink scar on the side of his cheek.
His eyes had regained clarity, becoming clean and clear under the mist's permeation.
Lu Xiaoyou opened her mouth, intending to speak, but found her throat dry and unable to produce a sound.
The man picked up a bottle of mineral water from the side, opened it, and handed it to Lu Xiaoyou.
Lu Xiaoyou took a sip of water, soothing her throat, and finally felt much better.
"Do you want more?" Long Xiliang asked her.
She shook her head, and the man took the bottle of mineral water from her hand.
Lu Xiaoyou leaned helplessly against Long Xiliang's chest, feeling his slight chest rising and falling with his breath.
"Are you awake now?" Lu Xiaoyou asked him.
"Yes."
"Do you remember who I am?"
"You are Youyou." Long Xiliang replied.
