Tang Ye felt as if a small fish were wriggling all over his body, cool and smooth. He opened his eyes and saw a thin, worn cotton blanket covering him, patched many times over, with the cotton inside becoming lumpy and hard, which made it far from warm.
Suddenly, a little brat's head poked out from under the blanket. It was a little girl, with dry, slightly pale lips, seemingly chilled to the bone. Tang Ye was startled by her, realizing that the chilly sensation wasn't from a small fish but from this little brat.
"Ah!" When the little girl saw Tang Ye's eyes open, she cried out joyfully, "Big brother, you're awake!"
