In the dark private room, Wang Yu had been lying on the sofa for a while, feeling that his dizziness seemed to be improving, so he turned and sat up, but suddenly felt an impulsive thought in his heart.
What's happening to me? Why am I suddenly having these thoughts?
Wang Yu wondered to himself, shaking his head in an attempt to dispel the notion, but found it ineffective. The thought had taken root in his mind. He slapped his cheeks, only to find them feverishly hot.
He hurriedly groped his way into the washroom, turned on the light, and glanced at himself in the mirror, only to discover his face alarmingly red.
What in the world is happening to me? Why do I look like this?
Wang Yu turned on the tap and continuously washed his face with cold water, but it had no effect; the temperature of his entire body was rising slowly.
Wang Yu ended up filling the basin with water, dunking his entire head into it. After soaking for a while, he finally felt a bit calmer.
