Ji Nuan was not unconscious for long. Earlier on, she was already feeling unwell. With the stuffy bathroom air and the feeling of breathlessness that came with the small, tight cubicle, she could not pinpoint when she had actually lost consciousness.
She struggled for a long time in her nightmares. Those nightmares of the past that have not appeared for a long time disturbed her mind.
It was only when she felt as though she was suddenly placed in a pool of warm water, her cold body gradually warming up, that the anxiety from those nightmares slowly dissipated.
There was the sensation of a strong hand behind her neck, supporting her weight the whole time. Occasionally, another hand would land on her forehead, as though testing her temperature.
So warm… so comfortable…
Was this a dream as well?
