Xia Yingluo's consciousness floated. She didn't know where she was, and there was dead silence all around.
She felt as if she was dissipating. As if something was pulling her, making her barely maintain her current form. She thought vaguely about what happened in the ward. Was she dead now? She wasn't sure.
What about Wei Lingnan?
Where was Wei Lingnan?
Was he still guarding her body or had he "died" with her?
She searched in this small space, wanting to find the man but also afraid that he really existed here.
But they still met.
She saw a faint light fluttering at her side, and when she got close, she realized that it was the hazy figure of Wei Lingnan. He was in a translucent state that seemed it'd drift away at any time. One leg dragged behind him weakly, grayish-white, as if it had suffered a terrible injury. He turned into a beast shape, had too little strength, and continued to limp forward.
