3. Taking Care of Him

Shi Xinglan went outside and got herself soaked to the skin. Then she went back, found a basin, filled it with clean water, and wiped the rainwater and seawater off her body with a damp towel.

Without hot water, washing long hair was difficult, so she simply grabbed a pair of scissors and cut it off, turning her long hair into a short, neck-length style.

After washing her hair, she dried herself off.

Because she didn't want to see the red marks on her body, she found a beige, long-sleeved lounge top and a woolen skirt to wear.

She walked to the mirror and looked at the red marks on her neck. With a sigh, she found a thin silk scarf and put it on.

"Humans are the creatures best at hiding their wounds and deceiving themselves."

"Looks like I'm still human." Shi Xinglan looked at herself in the mirror, then suddenly felt a little bored. She took off the thin silk scarf and set it on the table.

After all, there were only the two of them on Jasmine Island.

They already knew everything they ought to know, and everything they ought not to know as well. There was no point in covering their ears and pretending not to hear.

Shi Xinglan returned to Yimo's room, heated some water on the portable gas stove, found some cold medicine, and chewed a few tablets herself. She opened a bottle of bottled water and swallowed them, then started tidying the room.

She carried the dozen or so basins that had caught rainwater all night to the front of the Wooden Hut, emptied them one by one, then returned them to their original spots.

Then she went back to the bed and gently nudged Yimo, taking off the sheet covered in traces