บท 78: Home

A gust of cold wind blew off the curtains hastily, Li Na's brows etched together as the air caressing her skin felt damped and chilled. The temperature in the room dropped suddenly her cheeks and nose turned a shade of sick red. Uncomfortable yet exhausted to the point she can't properly open her heavy eyelids that dropped every time she tries to wake up and focus around, her cold body sank deeper into the thin sheets covering her soliciting to be warm.