Overview

Fever is like a storm, forming silently by gathering masses of air in the ocean, gradually becoming stronger, and finally a general attack, heading straight in the orbit, destroying everything. on the way...! When the storm passes, the sky clears, and peace comes again.When Nancy woke up, the whole room had sunk into deep black, leaving only the dim light of the nightlight and the moon outside the window.eyebrows furrowed due to the dull pain in her head. Nancy used her strength to get up and lean her back against the headboard. She pursed her lips a few times.The warm feeling in her hand was still there. Based on the little light, Nancy saw that Louise had fallen asleep, but both of their hands were still intertwined.Nancy looked at her, she was not someone who was drunk and lost her mind, nor was she someone who was so feverish that she forgot everything.During the fever, many images mixed together made Nancy confused, but she could always distinguish between fantasy and reality.The person next to her is Louise, the person embracing her is Louise.The person in her dream is her second sister, the person who opened the way for her is her second sister.Nancy's fingers gently caressed the smooth hand that she was still holding tightly, her sobbing heart disturbing every beat.She pursed her lips, brought her other hand to her chest and gently patted it as if to calm Louise down, finally calming down a bit.eyes were still on the beautiful face of the person next to her, somewhat reluctant to leave.Nancy carefully removed her hand from hers, inched her body to the other side of the bed before stepping down to the ground.legs were still a bit weak, making her walking unsteady. She bent down to grab a thin blanket and gently placed it on the sleeping girl's body.Lightly.Slowly.The general manager walked to the window, lifted his body and was able to sit on the sill.She turned around, leaned her back against the window, letting the moonlight play on her beautiful face.The sixteenth day of the solar calendar coincided with the first day of the lunar calendar, so the moonlight was very bright, even though it was nearly 4 a.m. outside.Just now, while covering Louise with a blanket, Nancy conveniently picked up the book next to her.She gently touched the smooth cover of the book, feeling like her warmth was still lingering somewhere.Long slender fingers flipped through a few pages.