Zhiyuan went outside and asked for a few logs of wood to light fire in the fireplace. The storm was beginning to gain its momentum once again after the light drizzle. He knew it would get cold in the night. In this storm, he realized that even if Liang had sent any rescue team for them, they wouldn't be able to do anything in this fierce weather.
As he came back, he saw Xinyi limping near the water pot. Zhiyuan widened his eyes and let go of the logs.
"Xinyi!" He grabbed her arm. "I told you to stay put. Then why did you get out of the bed?"
Xinyi quickly said, "No. I am fine. I was just thirsty so-"
"You could have waited for me. You are still weak and here you are moving around in this state."
She pursed his lips. "I-I am sorry…"
Xinyi then recalled the events and her eyes widened. "In all this mess, I forgot to ask. How am I here? Where is this place? I-I fell and then…"
