Lin Qiao'er groggily awoke, feeling a heavy dizziness in her head.
Is this death?
She looked around; it was pitch dark, with scattered white snow around. Huh? Something was off. This seemed to be a narrow cave, with only the faintest daylight visible overhead.
How did I get here?
Lin Qiao'er recalled the scene in her memory. She remembered that Ye Qiu appeared at the crucial moment, and then she felt herself tumbling through the air before passing out.
Could it be that she and Ye Qiu had fallen here?
She looked around and it indeed seemed to be the case, but where was Ye Qiu? Why couldn't she see him?
"You're awake?"
Just as Lin Qiao'er was feeling a mix of panic and helplessness, Ye Qiu's voice faintly reached her, and then she saw a disheveled Ye Qiu.
His clothes appeared to have been slashed by something, torn in several places, exposing his broad shoulders and a chest lined with muscle.
