Pei Yunmeng touched her head, leaned down slightly, and drew her into his embrace.
His voice was very gentle.
"Doctor Lu is not a bad person."
Lu Tong was stunned for a moment.
He could always see right through her, see through her fear and worry, her nervousness, and her impatience. Whether it was when they were at odds with each other or later, when their understanding was unspoken.
Mud traps you, dragging you deeper, but there is always a hand reaching out from the shore.
Now, she had grasped that hand.
The warmth of his robe and embrace dispelled all the chill. Lu Tong smelled a faint, refreshing fragrance – a scent that had awakened her in her dreams. She was attached to this smell, like clinging to the meager sunlight of winter.
She buried her face in his chest, clinging to him tightly.
"I know."
...
Half a month after the snow stopped in Su Nan, the city saw the sun again.
The improvement in weather was beneficial for the control of the epidemic.
