Ling Xiao's fingers twitched slightly, and his heavy eyelids fluttered open. As his blurred vision gradually cleared, what came into view was a modest thatched roof, with sunlight filtering through the lattice window to cast dappled shadows on the ground.
"Big Brother! You're awake!" A crisp, bell-like voice rang out.
A freckled young girl's face leaned close to his, her bright eyes filled with delight. The girl was around sixteen or seventeen, with her hair braided into simple plaits, and her coarse cloth clothes still stained with medicinal juices.
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