Chu Qiao was actually awake all along. She was just not willing to open her eyes. She knew that people were moving around her; some of them were calling out to her, crying their eyes out. Some of them fed her medicine while others looked at her silently, not approaching her.
She was aware of the things happening around her, but she was unwilling to wake up. She drifted in and out of her sleep; her heart felt cold and devoid of any nutrients. She experienced the same nightmare repeatedly; in her dreams, it was icy cold. She floated aimlessly in that pitch-black icy lake as fragments of shattered ice brushed against her skin. Zhuge Yue was facing her as he sank to the bottom of the lake slowly. A glimmer of light shone behind him, illustrating the paleness of his face. His eyes glowed with a degree of brightness, like stars in the sky. His expression was neither joyful or angry, but calm. He looked at her silently as he sank slowly...