The night was serene, utterly tranquil.
At the edge of the frigid, silent lake, firewood crackled and campfires raged.
Lu Yuwen opened his eyes and saw the stars filling the sky, momentarily finding himself in a daze.
... Had he not died?
Or had he died, entering another world?
Lu Yuwen closed his eyes. The clear sensation of pain traveled throughout his body, his throat burning, his head heavy and foggy.
Then, he heard soft sobbing.
He opened his eyes, turning to see Su Man sitting not far off, her head deeply buried in her knees as if she were crying.
"Su Man..."
Lu Yuwen tried to call her name, but his voice was hoarse when he opened his mouth.
With great effort, he picked up a stone at his side and threw it towards her, causing a disturbance.
Su Man lifted her head, and seeing that Lu Yuwen was awake, she quickly wiped her tears and walked towards him.
"You're awake? Are you feeling better? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"
Lu Yuwen opened his mouth, "Water..."
