In this icy and snowy weather, why are we eating grilled fish?
"Put on your clothes and I'll accompany you to the infirmary." Lin Wan used cold water to dampen a towel and applied it to Han Yi's head.
"Okay." Han Yi's voice was already a bit hoarse.
Upon hearing this, Lin Wan's eyes turned red. She had always thought Han Yi was her safe haven. No matter what happened, as long as he was there, she didn't worry at all. But it turned out, the safe haven couldn't withstand the turmoil.
"Why cry? It's just a cold. I'll take some medicine and be fine." Han Yi was only feeling feverish and weak and had an uncomfortable throat. It wasn't anything serious.
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't wanted grilled fish, you wouldn't have caught a cold."
"Silly girl." What is this compared to the hardships Lin Wan didn't know about during the war years ago, where not only were conditions harsh, but cold and hunger were common?
