Then the shadowless lamp lit up and then went out; next, the lights on the ward ceiling lit up.
She could only vaguely feel the fragmented light shining and extinguishing through her eyelids, and extinguishing and shining again. But she couldn't find her consciousness, didn't know whether she was alive or dead, or whether she would ever have the chance to open her eyes again.
However, she could still be sure of one thing, and that was she was holding onto someone's hand tightly, refusing to let go.
Even when the shadowless lamp lit up, she seemed to hear someone anxiously trying to pull that hand away, and others telling him to leave… she remained unfazed, using all her life force to hold on desperately, never letting go.
