It was only when she got closer that Shi Yao realized that the 'sleeping'Lin Jiage's complexion wasn't looking too good. His eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and the skin on his lips was starting to dry up. His breathing sounded especially laborious, it was as if he was unable to catch his breath.
Did Lin Jiage... have a nightmare? or..
Without thinking too much into it, Shi Yao suddenly spoke up, "Lin Jiage?"
"Lin Jiage?"
She called his name several times, but he showed no signs of waking up.
"Lin Jiage?"When Shi Yao called his name once more, she couldn't help but reach out to touch his shoulder.
Through her clothes, Shi Yao could clearly feel the burning sensation.
Her fingertips trembled, and she instinctively retracted them.
The next moment, Shi Yao finally understood what was going on. She subconsciously reached out to touch Lin Jiage's forehead, only to find that the temperature was shockingly high.