I didn't know how to describe it. In short, everything went black, and then there was nothing.
When I woke up again, night had already fallen.
Yet the car was still moving slowly. I could feel it.
"Ugh..."
Feeling the pain in my limbs, I weakly drew in a breath. From up front came Wild Wolf's low, hoarse voice.
"You're awake..."
"Yeah."
I glanced ahead. Gun Nine was asleep on the second-row seat, while Qiao Seven had taken over driving.
It looked like they planned to travel through the night.
"Got... any water?"
My whole body was in pain, and my mouth was parched. I moved my lips and managed to get the words out.
"Yeah..."
Wild Wolf replied, then turned and stood up. He climbed over the passenger seat, braced himself with one hand, and stepped over the second-row seat,
coming to stand beside me.
He opened the canteen hanging on the door beside him and poured some water into its cap.
"...Here, drink."
As he spoke, Wild Wolf reached out and slowly helped me sit up, then brought the water to my lips.
But...
"No need. You feed me."
I replied coolly. Gritting my teeth, I slowly raised my right hand and grabbed the cup. I could feel the wound in my right arm throb with pain, but
I still didn't give up. Gritting my teeth, I lifted the cup to my lips with a slight tremble. Under Wild Wolf's complicated gaze, I drank it all in one go.
But... I might've been trying a little too hard.
"Clang!"
I got the water down, but tilting my head back pulled at the wound in my left arm. A wave of pain swept over me, draining all my strength in an instant,
and the canteen cap in my hand