When su Mianmian woke up, she felt that the room was very dark.
At one point, she wondered if she had returned to that place full of gray fog.
However, when she blinked and opened her eyes again, she realized that her vision was gradually becoming clearer.
Su Mianmian heaved a sigh of relief. She slowly turned her head and found that there was a small lamp with a dim yellow light on not far away.
"Mianmian," Huo ting shouted in a low voice.
Su Mianmian was stunned and quickly looked in the direction of the sound.
"Uncle?"
"It's me! You're finally awake." Huo ting's voice sounded a little hoarse, as if he had not drunk water for a long time.
Su Mianmian looked at his face, and her eyes slowly moved down to his lips.
The dry skin was flipped over, and there was a bit of blood in one corner, as if it had been bitten.
She slowly raised her hand, as if she wanted to touch him.
