Forget it, it's better to die of thirst than to be beaten to death.
Sleeping, sleeping, and waking up might all be a dream.
"Kacha --"
Fanny was trying her best to hypnotize herself when a faint sound came from the door.
It sounded like someone had opened the door and entered.
There were also footsteps..
Fanny was hesitating whether to open her eyes to take a look when Fanny had already placed a glass of water on the bedside table. At the same time, she said, "Drink the water and sleep for a while. When the fish soup is ready, I'll call you."
"..."
Fish Soup? Fanny opened her eyes and turned to look at the bedside table.
Standing there, Fanny had already left the room. However, what he said just now was still echoing in Fanny's ears.
Didn't he just leave? Didn't he just go to buy fish to make fish soup for her?
The fish soup that she loved the most..