The open window let in a cool breeze, carrying with it the cheerful chirping of birds outside.
When Feng Guang opened her eyes again, it was already daylight. She stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before her mind cleared in an instant. Wait—wasn’t the underworld supposed to not have such bright daylight?!
Startled, she sat up straight in bed, only to feel a bone-deep ache all over, as if her whole body had fallen apart. Her head hurt the most—an intense, throbbing pain. She reached up to touch her forehead and felt a layer of gauze. That’s when she realized something was off. Looking around at the surroundings and catching the faint smell of disinfectant, she was certain—this was a hospital.
Feng Guang tried to figure out how she’d gone from a land of tenderness… cough, no—how she’d gone from being in Nai He’s arms to suddenly waking up here. Just then, the ward door opened.
The fruit in Xia Yanyu’s hands tumbled to the floor. She covered her mouth in shock before rushing to the bedside. “Feng Guang, you’re finally awake! This isn’t a dream, right?!”
“Huh?” Feng Guang blinked at the supposedly familiar Xia Yanyu. With her memories now restored, she realized this was the female lead—and also her twin sister. If she hadn’t regained her memories, it would’ve been fine, but now… looking at someone with the same face as hers felt more than a little awkward. Weakly, she said, “So it’s you, Yanyu… I… didn’t die?”
“Of course you didn’t die! Don’t say such unlucky things and jinx yourself!” Xia Yanyu sat by the bed, nearly crying from relief. “Do you know how long you’ve been in a coma? A whole two months! The doctors even said you might become a vegetable. I didn’t dare tell Mom and Dad—I’ve been worried sick these past days!”
“Two months?” Feng Guang was stunned. She could’ve sworn she hadn’t spent that long in the underworld—it felt like only eight or nine days at most. Or… was time in the underworld different from the human world?
“That’s right—two months!” Xia Yanyu tucked a pillow behind her back so she could sit more comfortably. “You have no idea how many doctors I went through for you. In the end, I had no choice but to bring out Master himself…”
“Master came too?”
“He did—he’s outside talking with Lü Meng right now. You wouldn’t know this, but Lü Meng has always been super curious about anything supernatural, and our Master just loves to show off. Put those two together, and they can talk non-stop for days without sleeping or eating.”
Just as Yanyu finished speaking, two people entered the ward. One was a tall, slender man in a pink shirt, with a seductive face and a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to hold endless allure. Anyone who looked at him would find themselves staring for a long while. The other was, of course, Lü Meng.
“Big Cutie, you’re awake!” Lü Meng squealed, running over to the bed. She looked like she wanted to hug Feng Guang, but, seeing the bandages wrapped around her, didn’t dare. Instead, she dumped all the snacks from her backpack onto the bed. “See? I’ve been thinking about you! Every day I came to visit, I brought you something to eat. Look—over there—that whole pile’s what I brought for you!”
She pointed toward the corner, and Feng Guang followed her gaze to see the mountain of snacks stacked there. Her mouth twitched. “Little Cutie… I appreciate the thought.”
Seriously, even if she were a pig, there’s no way she could finish all that.
The man gave Lü Meng a bewitching smile. “See, little cultivator? I told you Feng Guang couldn’t possibly eat that much.”