I woke up from my nightmare, soaked in cold sweat. In the dark, a pair of eyes approached, "Song Yang, are you okay?"

I screamed at the top of my lungs, only to realize it was Xiaotao.

At the moment, I was lying in a hospital bed. "Turn on the light!" I cried.

When Xiaotao turned on the light, I scanned the room. This wasn’t Song Xingchen’s ward. "Why am I here?" I asked.

Xiaotao smiled, "I asked the nurse to put you in a special ward so you can rest. The room is quite nice. Would you like to watch TV?"

I shook my head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry you have to see this embarrassing side of me."

"Don't apologize. No one would be alright after going through all that,” comforted Xiaotao. “The fact that you haven’t...