Headache. Immense headache. That's what Ye Jun experienced as he tried to wake up. It felt as if someone had hammered his soul a thousand times, gave it rest for a few seconds before hammering it thousands of times again.
'Aghh!'
Still, he forced himself to pass through the chasm of pain and wake up on the other side. Pain was nothing new to him, in fact, it was the one thing that had accompanied him the longest.
His eyes fluttered open as he found himself staring at the beautiful, familiar embroideries of Song Liangxue's carriage. For a moment, he stayed still, trying to come back to his senses.
"He's awake!"
Rubbing his forehead, Ye Jun sat up and muttered, "I am..."
"Here, drink this. You'll feel much better."
After around five minutes, Ye Jun sat comfortably with his head on Meihui's lap as she softly caressed his long black hair. He smiled, "Thanks."
"Feeling better?" she asked with a sweet smile.
