Drip—
Drip—
The sound of water droplets falling awakened Dugu Yan's consciousness.
A cold sensation traveled in from the ends of her limbs, and she felt the existence of her body.
Her liver, pancreas, kidneys... every organ felt as though it had been hollowed out by ants. Numbness, soreness, stabbing pain... all sorts of sensations further brought Dugu Yan back to herself.
"What... happened to me?"
She was like a lonely soul placed inside an incubator, unable to control anything but her thoughts.
Dugu Yan tried hard to recall what had happened. The last fragments of her memory were a huge scarlet flower, a rotting swamp, a two-toned floral cloth, and Qian Ni's indistinct voice.
I told you, you would die.
"But dying a few times gets you used to it.
"Too bad you were born in the wrong place. If this were the Type-Moon set next door, maybe after dying a few more times, you could even get yourself some Mystic Eyes."
Dugu Yan could not tell whether that voice came from her memories or reality.
A sweet liquid was suddenly poured wildly into her mouth, its rich milky scent filling the air. Dugu Yan choked and fully woke up.
Her eyelids opened, and Qian Ni's enormous head entered her sight.
"You're awake!"
He held a bucket of milk in his hand, the bucket tilted. That earlier sensation had been his handiwork.
Seeing her open her eyes, Qian Ni not only failed to put down the milk, but poured even faster.
Dugu Yan had no time to react. She could only widen her eyes and rapidly swallow the sweet white liquid.
As Dugu Yan's lower belly swelled, the bucket of milk was quickly emptied.
Qian Ni casually tossed the bucket away. Jinshi leaped up and swallowed it, faithfully carrying